Here's chapter 4.
Didn't expect this one to be uploaded so fast. Lol But here you go.
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Hermione was released the next morning, and was making her way back to her common room.
On her way there she noticed people glaring at her, all of them were Gryffindors.
She could hear them whisper as she walked by.
"She's such a slut."
"She's probably pregnant. And that's why she was in the hospital wing."
"She's such a lying bitch. I never liked her anyway."
She couldn't believe what they were saying, she had always thought these people were her friends.
"Hey skank!" A 5th year Gryffindor yelled, walking up to her.
Hermione didn't answer she just stared.
"We all heard what you lied about. Saying Ron raped you. He would never do that, you should be ashamed of yourself you bitch. He told us the truth, that you had sex with him and then regretted it, that he begged you to stay with him, but you told him he was ugly and stupid and you could never love someone like him. I thought you were nice, but you're just a whore. I hate you." She said, looking at Hermione like she was an insect that deserved to be stepped on.
Hermione swallowed hard, as she walked around the girl and started running to her common room. By the time she walked through the portrait she was sobbing.
She ran to the bathroom leaning over the toilet, throwing up everything she'd eaten since yesterday morning.
She vaguely heard the door open from Draco's room as he rushed in and sat beside her, rubbing soothing circles on her back and holding her hair back.
After she was done, she flushed the toilet and quickly brushed her teeth, only to break down in sobs again right afterwards.
"Hermione what's happened now?" He asked softly, pulling her into his arms.
"Ron is spreading rumors about me! He's saying I slept with him and then left him, and that I'm a whore. And now everybody hates me." She was so broken it brought tears to his eyes as he held her.
"I don't hate you Hermione." He pulled her back to look at him, wiping away her tears.
"Draco you're all I have now. Please don't ever leave me." She whispered, laying her head on his shoulder.
"I never will. I'm going to kill Weasley for what he did to you." He forced out, Ronald Weasley was now number 1 on people he hated, more then his father and Voldemort put together.
"You can't Draco, you'll get in trouble." She said softly.
"It'll be worth it." He growled.
"Right now I just want to lay down, will you-never mind." She blushed, looking away.
"Yes Hermione I'll stay with you.. But are you sure you're comfortable with being in bed with a guy right now?" He asked, gently rubbing her cheek with the pad of his thumb.
"You're the only person I truly feel comfortable with." She muttered.
He smiled softly. "Okay, I'll leave you to get changed right quick." He said, turning.
She called him back into her room a moment later, she was dressed in a long t-shirt and lounging pants.
After pulling back the covers they laid down in the bed together, him on his back, her right by his side with her head on his chest.
"You're my best friend." She whispered softly, already half asleep.
"And you're mine." He said, leaning down to kiss the top of her head gently.
Soon he could hear her soft breathing as she fell asleep.
She's so beautiful, how did I never notice it before. I think I like her a little bit.. But it's too soon. She won't be ready fro that. I swear to Merlin I will make Weasley pay for what he's done to her. This was his last thought before he fell asleep with her.
The next morning Hermione slowly opened her eyes, noticing instantly her pillow was harder then usual, and there was something holding her down, and her pillow had a heartbeat.
Panicking slightly she whipped her head up, expecting to see Ron there smiling maliciously. She breathed a slight sight of relief when she saw Draco.
He looked so peaceful, there was a slight smile on his face and he just looked happy.
She stared at him for a minute before he suddenly mumbled "Enjoying the view?" She jumped and blushed at having been caught.
He smiled jokingly as he stretched his arms out as far as he could, moaning slightly. Stretching just feels good.
"Morning." He said huskily, still not fully awake.
"Morning. I'm going to go make breakfast." She said, sitting up, only to be stopped by Draco.
"Oh no you don't, today I make breakfast. What do you want?" He asked her, as she raised her eyebrow.
"You can cook?" She asked is disbelief.
"Yes, my old house elf Twittle taught me. Don't glare at me I treated her very well." He said, hoping she wouldn't start in on S.P.E.W.
"Fine then, waffles with no butter and Mr.s Butterworth syrup, and over easy eggs with two peaces of toast no butter." She said, not really expecting him to be able to make it.
"Coming right up milady." He said, winking at her.
Hermione felt herself smiling for the first time in days.
"I don't know how he does it. But he made me smile when I was on the brink of wanting to die." She muttered to herself, as she got up and walked into the bathroom.
After locking the bathroom door she stripped down and turned on the shower.
She stepped in, moaning softly as the hot water soothed her aching muscles.
After lathering up her hair with shampoo and conditioner she started washing her body, being extra careful between her legs as she was still quite sore from.. Him.
Without Draco talking to her, her mind started to wonder off into thoughts she didn't want to be thinking.
The current star of her thoughts was Ron, and how badly he'd hurt her. Without realizing it she started clawing at her skin, drawing blood over her wrist.
I feel so dirty. She kept thinking, clawing harder, trying to wash all thoughts of him away.
She slowly realized there was a stinging pain in her arm, looking down she realized she had bloody claw marks covering her arm from wrist to elbow.
She quickly rinsed her hair, and turned off the shower, stepping out.
As she got out the bleeding got worse, slowly the blood dripped onto the floor.
"Shit." She whispered, grabbing a hand towel and wrapping her arm in it.
She grabbed some toilet paper and wiped up the little blood drops, ignoring the stinging from her arm as the rough fabric rubbed against it.
After throwing the toilet paper away she grabbed a big towel and carefully wrapped it around her body.
She walked over to the sink and opened the medicine cabinet.
She was looking for bandages when the door that led from her room to the bathroom opened.
"Hermione your breakfast is-." He cut off as his eyes landed on the bloody towel that was falling off of her arm.
He slowly walked over and pulled the towel away, staring down at the still bleeding cuts.
"Draco this isn't what it looks like I swear." She said, praying he believed her.
"Really? Cause it looks like you took a razor to your wrist repeatedly. Are you trying to kill yourself?" His voice was pained, almost mad, as he grabbed bandages out of the cabinet and wrapped her arm properly.
"No! I just.. I was in the shower and I started clawing at myself I didn't notice it." She said, staring at the floor.
"How do you not notice something like that Hermione?" His voice was disbelieving.
"I don't know!" She said, her voice broke, as she quickly blinked back tears. She wouldn't cry anymore, she's been crying too much.
"Then tell me the truth Hermione!" He raised his voice slightly, to her it seemed in anger, but it was worry, fear, and sadness.
"I did! If you don't believe me then be that way! Go join Ginny and Ron in the Hermione Granger is a lying bitch club!" With her last words she ran out of the bathroom, completely forgetting she was in a towel.
She curled up on the couch, unable to hold back the tears anymore.
God I can't stop crying! I'm such a baby. She thought sadly to herself.
Not even a minute later Draco came into the room and sat beside her, biting his lip as he looked at her.
"I'm sorry Hermione. I should have believed you when you told me. I was just scared, worried, and sad. But I had no right to be like that." He said quietly.
She didn't answer, just turned and laid her head on his chest.
"I'm the one who needs to be sorry, I shouldn't have said what I did. Please forgive me Draco I can't lose you." She wrapped her arms around his neck, cradling her right arm in her left so it didn't rub against anything.
"Oh Mya I'm not mad at you, you don't have to apologize." He said softly.
"Mya?" She asked, looking at him confused.
"Yeah, it's what I'm gonna call you. It's better then Hermy. I could call you 'Mione I guess." He said, causing her to tense up.
"No. Not 'Mione, Mya is fine. I like it. Just not 'Mione that's what he called me." She said, her voice lowering slightly as she said he.
"He's broken you Mya.. And I intend on fixing you." He said, staring into her eyes with tenderness.
"Just stand by my side no matter what people say about me, and I'll be okay." She smiled slightly, kissing his cheek.
"I promise." He said smiling.
Hermione stood up to go eat her breakfast when her towel almost fell, she grabbed it quickly, but not before Draco saw her extremely bruised breast.
His anger grew slightly but he didn't let on that he saw anything.
"I completely forgot this was all I had on. I'll be right back." She said, extremely embarrassed.
After dressing quickly she came back down dressed in a pair of black jeans, and green and silver striped shirt.
"Nice shirt." Draco smirked.
"Well it's currently my favorite house." Hermione said, as she sat down at the kitchen table to eat.
"Oh my goodness this is delicious!" Hermione's voice was filled with shock as she took her first bite of the waffles.
"Told you I could cook Granger." Draco said cheekily as he sat down eating his own breakfast.
"I'm sorry I doubted your greatness Mister Malfoy." Hermione said, giggling slightly.
"Mister Malfoy's what my professors call me, a cute little darlin' like yourself can call me Draco." He said in a horrid attempt at a Southern accent.
Hermione laughed out loud, causing him to smile widely.
She has such a beautiful laugh. He thought to himself, or so he thought.
"Umm well thank you." Hermione blushed.
"Oh shoot I said that out loud." He muttered, as she giggled again.
I think I'm on my way to really liking him. She thought, smiling.
They had spent the entire Sunday together, just having fun. But today was Monday, and Hermione had to face the rest of the school.
"I'm going to be right by you the whole time." Draco said, standing next to her as he tied his tie.
"I know. I'm ready." She said, as they started walking out of the portrait together.
She had skipped breakfast, not wanting to face the entire student body all at once.
They got about halfway to their first class-Transfiguration-when a boy came up to Hermione in the hallway.
"I was just wondering how much you charge? I hear Crabbe and Goyle are in need of a new girlfriend." He said, smirking at her. His smirk wasn't there long before Draco's fist connected with his jaw.
"What the fuck Malfoy?" He yelled, cradling his jaw.
"You wanna be a bitch to Hermione you're gonna deal with me. Got it?" He was pissed off, his gray eyes had darkened considerably,to the point of almost being black.
"So you're fucking the mudblood now too! Wait till I tell people." He laughed and ran off before Draco could get another hit in.
"Don't you listen to him Hermione, he's just a dick." Draco said, hugging her tightly.
"I know, I'm okay because you're here." She said softly.
"Good let's keep it that way." After he pulled away from the hug they finished the walk to the Transfiguration class room.
Hermione's breath caught in her throat as she saw Ron sitting across the room, and almost passed out when she realized the only available desk to sit at was in front of him.
"Draco I don't know if I can do this." She said, her breathing growing heavy.
"Hey hey hey, it's alright look we'll be sitting in front of him so you don't have to look at him okay?" He said softly rubbing his hand up and down her arm gently.
She took a deep breath and nodded weakly at him, and he slowly walked with her over to the desk, making sure to block her view of Ron as they passed.
"Whore." They heard someone say from the back of the classroom.
"Skank." Someone else said.
Hermione felt those evil tears popping up in her eyes again as Draco wrapped his arm protectively around her.
She heard someone growl menacingly, and looked back to see Ron glaring at Draco's arm.
Before she could turn back, his eyes met hers, and a smile slide over his lips.
"I can't wait to fuck you again." He mouthed, and she quickly turned back around, grasping the edge of the desk as her breathing sped up again.
"What is it Mya?" Draco asked, rubbing her back.
"I looked at him.. And he mouthed 'I can't wait to fuck you again.' Draco I can't do this. I can't be so close to him."
She was nearly hyperventilating now, the tears running down her cheeks one by one.
Draco's eyes turned that dark color again as he turned to look Ron dead in the eye.
"You touch her. I will kill you, in the most painful way possible." Draco growled out.
After checking that no one was watching him he smirked and said, "I already did."
After that Hermione had to hold back Draco as he went to lunge at Ron.
"The disgusting son of a bitch isn't worth it." Hermione said, tightening her grip on his arm as he moved to get up again.
Draco was about to reply when a letter was levitated into Hermione's lap.
She slowly opened it, already knowing who it was from.
Hermione, I just LOVED fucking you the other night. How did it feel to have my dick shoved down your throat and then shoved into your virgin pussy over and over? I bet you loved it, I know I did. And I can't wait to do it again. Maybe Lavender can join next time.
Love always,
Ron.
P.S. Don't bother showing a teacher this, I put a spell on it so it will burn after you read it.
Underneath was a graphic image of Ron raping her.
She slammed the letter down on the table, as she stood up and ran out of the room.
She was no further then 10 feet out the door when Draco ran after her and grabbed her.
She turned and buried her head in his chest and sobbed loudly, not caring who say.
"He's gonna try to come after me again." She sobbed hysterically.
"I know I read the letter, but I promise you this. No matter where you go, I will be Right there, I'm not letting you out of my sight." He wrapped his arms around and rested his chin on the top of her head.
"I will keep you safe." He said softly.
"What if you can't?" She asked quietly.
"I Will protect you Hermione, he won't hurt you again." He voice held no doubt, he would protect her, even if he had to go to Azkaban for murder. He'd do it.
So should I keep going? Or delete? I feel like this is a cheesy, badly written, over used plot. So yay or nay?