Broken Smile
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Chapter 4
Hermione left the carriage that once held the unbreakable three. The three friends who could last through anything, anything but the truth. They couldn't handle the fact that their best friend turned to them for the help she had pleaded for endlessly in her dreams, the help she bartered with god for, the help that she deserved.
She couldn't stand to be in the same carriage as those idiot she called friends and so she went and sat in one alone. One where Neville and his friends would soon join her. She began to patch up her patchy make-up to hide the bruises that her bastard father had done to her, and wait in silence.
"I am right, I mean, Hermione's dad wouldn't hurt a fly, would he?" Harry asked Ron, Ron looked confused – but shrugged in reply.
"Ron – back me up, God! Hermione has got to be lying! Her dad couldn't do what she claims he has done! It just isn't humanly possible for a parent to do that!" Harry was adamant to prove his point to the dismissive red head.
"Harry, why would Hermione lie? I know what you mean with all what your saying and stuff. Be realistic though mate. Hermione has never lied – be honest. I don't think she finds it possible. She hates lying to us and she said it has happened for years and we always find little bruises don't we? I know what you're thinking because I think the same. I think there is something missing in this frame, but we cannot just tell Hermione she is lying. She's our best mate! If my mum or dad hit me and I told you that, would you be the same?" Ron made a point, and Harry knew that he was wrong.
Harry, however was determined to show he was right. That Hermione had lied and so he chose to ignore Ron's comment, which was moving – but he managed to answer the question.
"Ron, I aint being funny or nothing, but, your mum and dad couldn't hit you." Harry smiled and gave his eager friend some money so he could buy himself a choc frog.
Hermione was sat on her own – her bruise and swelling from her ribs was at its most painful and Hermione couldn't bare it anymore.
BLACK OUT!
"Hermione – oh my god! I thought you were dead, and that you weren't ever going to know the news. Oh my – your mum and dad are going to be so proud of you! You're going to be so proud of your self, and you are so mot going to believe like all the things I so have to tell you, like as soon as you look like your not going to puke all over my robes!" Ginny – a mini Ron, except shorter, of a different sex, had longer hair and was all in all a lot more feminine rambled on and on at a barley conscious Hermione.
"Gin, never change." Hermione smiled and held her head.
"Wow! Is that what happened when you blacked out on the train" Ginny's eyes fixated on her bruises that were all over her face.
"Chat later about that – what's the news you have for me that I'm like so not going to believe!" Hermione smiled at her own little impersonation of her friend, Ginny didn't exactly find it amusing though.
"Come along miss. Weasley, Hermione needs to rest. She is shortly having words with the head and I think she'd appreciate a nice nap before she does." Madam Pomfrey said with her nice, friendly, slightly opera voice.
Ginny hugged Hermione loosly and whispered in her ear,
"Your head girl" and then she let go to see her face, which wasn't happy as she hoped – in fact her face was a turned upside down smile! She was not amused and she certainly didn't show any sure sign of being amused – in the short term.
"Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley, I urgently need to talk to you!" both Harry and Ron turned around to the slightly flustered Mr. Dumbledore.
"What's up?" A relaxed Ron asked as though he didn't see the head master running through the corridors shouting for them.
"Have you seen Hermione, and her state?" Dumbledore looked down his glasses at them, they both looked puzzled.
"No, is there something wrong?" Ron asked being generally concerned, Harry shrugged.
"Perhaps you'd like to see her? We may also need to ask you a few questions." Dumbledore lowered his glasses at the casual attitude that Harry displayed.
"Don't you understand your friends HEALTH is at stake here and your shrugging like she doesn't matter!" Dumbledore was harsh but it was more than necessary.
"Where were you today Draco?" Pansy whined as Draco entered the Slytherin common room. "You know, you missed a very important announcement, I have some fabulous new – but you missed it, so you'll have to wait." Pansy was now massaging Draco's neck, Draco moved away – he wasn't in the best of moods.
"What is it?" Draco asked – his patience was flickering away.
"Oh, you're no fun! You could guess…." Pansy waited and Draco's expression did not alter. "Fine! You know, your father would be so pleased." Draco curled his lip at Pansy and she looked away. "Well, Mr. Malfoy – You're the new Head Boy."
Draco smirked at this remark, of course he was.
'I bet that idiot bushy mudblood is going to be Head Girl.' Draco thought.
"Who's Head girl?" Draco asked, but didn't sound nice he sounded to the point and demanding.
"Um.., well, It's not me." Pansy shrugged.
'Thank Fuck!' Draco said in his head – relieved as ever.
"Actually, she's not slytherin." Pansy gave an awkward smile and Draco's expression remained stone. "She's actually a… Gryfindor." Pansy looked for reaction. There wasn't one.
"It's Hermione fucking Granger isn't it?" Draco asked – slightly outraged but still was a question.
"Well… Yes, but" Pansy began.
"Fucking hell!" Draco then fled the common room.
"Why is Hermione in a hospital bed? What happened?" Ron asked, Dumbledore looked down at Ron as a comfort but only made Ron uneasy when he didn't receive a reply.
"Ron – remember what I said on the train." Harry said out of the way of Dumbledore so that only Ron could hear him.
"Harry – she is lead in a hospital bed! You were wrong! She was hit, and she was hurt! You cannot hide that anymore. Dumbledore is going to ask us questions, and I am not going to lie. I didn't say what I thought on the train, I could have stopped Hermione being sat in the carriage alone but I didn't – I could help this situation and you can't stop me." Ron said as Harry turned his head away almost in a manor of disgrace.
"Go on then, go show Hermione some sympathy – I'm not!" Harry said, talking out the side of his mouth.
"You used to be so big Harry – now you're only a few inches tall." Ron shook his head as he walked away.
Harry continued down the hallway towards the Gryfindor common room.
Ron continued into the hospital ward – his eyes half shielded as he feared what he might see, what a state she might be in.
He turned the corner to see a purple and blue face just poking above white covers. Her make up fully removed and a letter near her bed…
Dear Hermione…
Read the next chapter to read the letter!
Loves yaz
Karla-James
XXX
Sorry for the delay in chapter… was snowing under and so did this…