I know I said this was just a one shot sitting in my head that I was putting on paper but I thought you all deserved a little more and I'm bored. Please review?

Making sure blood hadn't dripped down her arms, Hermione got off the Hogwarts Express. There it was, standing in all its glory. She had missed Hogwarts, or maybe she had missed the calm before her summer. Quickly, before she could be seen, she made her way to a carriage and jumped in the first one. She pushed herself into the corner and pulled her razor out of her pocket. Hiding it in her hand with a closed fist. Tight enough to feel the blade, loose enough not to harm a visible area. She had learned that trick quick after she had started cutting. If she was in public she couldn't pull out her sharp objects and rip her arm apart, no she had to hide it; she couldn't end up in a mental ward. With closed eyes and a sigh she slumped back and felt her body relaxing.

There was a cold breeze as the carriage door opened but Hermione didn't pay it any notice. Whoever it was could sit and not talk to her like she preferred. The carriage started forward and Hermione's thoughts went back to the summer…

Hermione had watched the two stroll through the park, comfortable with each other like she was with Harry or Ron. They must be really close she mused. They were cute. The boy standing tall, with longer black hair pushed into his face and she stood tall, with blonde hair curled long with blue eyes. Hermione stayed behind her tree and watched as the two sat on the swings and the boy pulled something out of his pocket. Squinting her eyes, she tried to find out what it was. They were still laughing and joking around and that picked her up a bit, made her think of her friendship with Ron. Maybe these two were more than friends. Heavens knew her and Ron had been flirting back and forth since third year. Would he ever make the first move? With a smirk she knew her answer, no, never. That was just fine with her. Even though she liked Ron, hell, she thought she loved him, she wasn't going to be the first to move. Blonde hairs sparkled as the girl then pulled something shiny from her bag that was stretched over her chest, pulling Hermione from her thoughts. Handing it to the boy, he brought it to his mouth and lit a cigarette. Oh, so that's what he had, cigarettes. Nasty habit for someone to have. The smell always made Hermione sick. She got up slowly, trying to sneak away, walking at a snails' speed behind the swing set. She didn't want to get sick but she didn't want them to notice her, they would know she had been spying.

Halfway across the playground now, she started to pick up the pace and stepped on a small patch of fallen twigs causing a loud snap. The two turned around and saw her with the deer in headlights look. Oh no, she thought, now I'm caught. Trying to wipe the dried tears and her red eyes Hermione smiled at the two and turned away, head home, Hermione, she thought.

"Hey, wait!" she heard the boy say.

"Hey, come over here," the other said.

Great, Hermione, she thought, now you are in for it. Walking slowly, tripping over roots and branches, she made it to the couple. Don't get sick; don't get sick, she chanted in her head.

"Hi," she mumbled.

"Hello, I'm Aiden," the boy said clearly, "and this is Hailey. Do you want to smoke with us?"

"No, thank you. Cigarettes make me sick, sorry," more mumbling came as she turned to leave.

"Good thing this isn't a cigarette then," the girl, Hailey, laughed. "Welcome to the world of blunts. Come sit with us. We're safe."

That was when it had started. Hermione had smoked the 'blunt,' become friends with Aiden and Hailey and started to move on with her life.

Lost in her thoughts, Hermione hadn't even noticed the carriage had stopped at the steps of Hogwarts until she heard him.

"See you around, filthy little mudblood."

She had ridden with Malfoy and had not even noticed. She could not space out like that again. But, where was the malice behind his hateful words?

AN: So, I got a large amount of people that liked the first chapter enough for me to post a second. No one reviewed which made me sad… but I'm feeling kind. I hope you guys like the words that come out of my head. Leave me a review this time? Also, I don't own Harry Potter.