A/N: It's been such a long time since I updated, but I am here again! Please, please leave a review to mark yourself!
Chapter 3
Monday, 17 January 2014
3.00pm
Red Light District
"Business hasn't been too good lately," remarked Roxanne. Like Hermione, Roxanne had changed her name the day she had step foot in this wretch. She, like many others had been victim of harsh reality and cruel poverty. It was these that had pushed her to walk here. While her family resided miles away in a lavish home, under the impression that Roxanne worked for a posh company with much salary, Roxanne was torn and abused on a daily basis. She had run, no doubt as much as she could, but had fallen every time. No matter how many times she had picked herself up and run, she had fallen. She had fallen so badly, her hands and legs bruised by the lustful hands the groping maniacs that lusted after her. Roxanne was bitter when she had started this business and it had been this resentment that had brought Hermione to be her best friend.
"I agree. I think only Hermione brings any customers at all." agreed Cassandra.
Hermione looked on as if not knowing whether to blush or be proud or utterly and entirely humiliated. "But it's not like they are any extra, they're just the regulars." She said instead.
Roxanne nodded. "Just agree Hermione, you're good!"
"That isn't anything to be proud off!" shot Hermione.
"Such spite, Hermione. You would have done better as a debater. You should have been rather outspoken in your schooling days." Cassandra observed.
Hermione sighed, a distant memory evoked in her. "And I was…" she murmured to the distant winds.
1st September 2007
6.00am
Common Room of Head Boy and Head Girl
"Granger! What the hell are you doing in there for this long?" Draco cried angrily. Hermione had been in the shower for a full hour and he could not comprehend just what she was doing in there. Besides, he was going to be late for breakfast if this continued.
"Showering! What else would a person do in a bathroom?" Hermione huffed, equally angry.
"How would I know? You are Granger!" Draco retorted.
"And you're, Malfoy. Does that account for anything?" Hermione asked.
"Actually it does. Granger?"
"What?" Hermione snapped.
"You've got good speech."
Hermione was robbed off her speech. Had that been a compliment? Was Draco actually being nicer to her? She would have to be nicer to him then as well, wouldn't she? Hermione thank him! Hermione wrenched open the door after pulling on a bathrobe only to find that he had left. Isn't he going to shower? Hermione looked again and saw that his towel and clothes were missing. Stumped, Hermione went back to her shower.
A/N: Another chapter done and I shall be proud of myself. I'm sorry if the chapters seem random, but I need to build a process where the two can get closer or it'd be weird, wouldn't it?
