Falling

A/N: So I'm really happy for those of you that reviewed. And I liked it a lot. So thank you. I hope you took the time to listen to that song because it is absolutely amazing. Anyways, I decided to write another Chapter because I won't have time when school starts again, and then I'll have work, school, and Homework. The song is called "Tourniquet" and it's by the amazing Evanescence. Okay.. I'm going to stop rambling now and get on with the story.

Hermione was breaking. And she was breaking fast. She knew that no one noticed the change that she was going through, and for that she was thankful. She sat alone at the Gryffindor table, waiting for her friends to come down and sit with her, knowing that they were probably just getting up.

She wasn't feeling particularly hungry, just like every other day. She pushed her food around on her plate, not bothering to take a bite out of it, she just wanted to leave. She wanted the life that she used to have.

A life where her mom was still alive, and her dad, the guy that she used to love with all her heart. She just wanted her life back, but she knew that it wasn't going to happen.

She heard people that sounded just like her friends, and looked up to see Harry and Ron sitting across from her and Seamus Finnegan and Dean Thomas sit on either side of her.

"Hey Mione! How was your first night in the Head Common room? The ferret wasn't giving you too much trouble was he?" Asked Harry with a slight grin.

Hermione put on a fake giant smile and gave what she thought was a convincing laugh. "Oh Harry you worry too much. It was fine. Malfoy was no trouble at all, it went great and the head dorms are amazing!" She said, flashing him another smile.

On the inside she wanted to gag because of all the lies that she was telling her best friends. She never knew how suffocating all of her lies would get, but she was slowly drowning in them, and she didn't know how to get back.

She looked down and her full plate of food and continued pushing her food around on her plate, ignoring all of her friend's endless chatter.

Don't they care that their supposedly best friend is breaking. Don't they care about me at all that they don't even notice when I need them the most? But maybe I don't want to tell them. Because if they noticed than I'm going to have to spill all of my secrets about my terrible summer. And I really don't want that. But I don't know what to do! It's suffocating me!

Hermione got up from the table and put on another smile for her friends. "Hey guys, I'm not feeling too well. I'm going to go lay down in my room. I'll talk to you later okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, sure Mione talk to you later." Ginny said, not even bothering to look up from her conversation with the boys.

Hermione quickly walked out of the Great Hall trying not to let a tear slip down her face as she quickly walked up the stairs. What's the point? No one will notice anyway. And if they do, than they wouldn't care.

But little did she know, that a pair of silver eyes followed her out of the Great Hall, watching her retreating figure wondering how to get the broken girl to open up to her.

Draco's pov…..

Draco had been watching her all breakfast. He didn't know what to think about Granger and her eating habits. He had watched her slowly deteriorating before his eyes, and he didn't know what to do to stop it.

He felt someone sit down beside him, breaking him out of his reverie. He looked over into the face of his best friend, who had a slight frown on his face. "Granger looks awfully skinny, don't you think Draco?"

The boy asked with another frown on his face.

"Yeah. She does look really skinny. But I don't know how I'm ever going to get her to open up to me. We've been enemies since first year. It's not like she'll be willing to talk about her problems to someone she's hated for half of her life." Draco said with an odd look in his eyes.

Blaise sighed and looked toward the Gryffindor table toward the curly brunette, and then looked at Draco.

"You're starting to like her aren't you Draco?" He asked curiously, looking at the blonde.

"What? No Blaise, you've got it wrong! I don't like Granger. I've told you before, she's just a stupid mudblood to me."

Blaise looked at him with something close to wonder. "Whatever you say." He said, and resumed eating his food.

But something was stirring in the back of Draco's mind. I don't like Granger. I just want to help her.

Another voice in his head joined in and the blondes eyes widened. But if you didn't like her than you wouldn't want to help her.

He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts as he saw the object of his thoughts stand up and say something to her friends.

It was then that hetruly noticed how thin and fragile she looked. He watched as her face fell, when none of her friends looked up at her, and his eyes continued to follow her until she walked out the door.

He was going to get up to follow her, but he thought that it might look odd, so he stood where he was and continued eating his breakfast while continuing to talk to Blaise. All the while, thoughts of Hermione Granger never leaving his mind.

Hermione's pov….

Hermione walked upstairs and into her room. She quickly shut and locked her door, and then went to the bathroom to shut and lock that door also, making sure that nobody got in. She then slid down the door, as sobs overcame her body.

She cried for everything that she lost.

Her mother.

Her father. Even though he was technically there, she decided that she lost him the day her mother died.

Her friends. She felt like she didn't have them anymore. They didn't even care.

And most of all, she cried for her loss of innocence. Her father ripped that away from her, just like he had taken her childhood away from her. And she was never going to get it back.

Tired of crying she got up and walked over to her nightstand, and turned on her enchanted radio, to a song that would end her life. Out of her nightstand she pulled out her razor, that had been her comfort all summer.

She bit her lip as she ran the blade down her scar covered arm, and watched her blood spill down her arm.

I'm nothing but a filthy mudblood. A worthless daughter, a know-it-all friend, ugly. I'm nothing, and I hate it! I just want this to end.

She laid on her bed, and watched as her blood stained the sheets. She closed her eyes, feeling the pain that was numbing her whole arm and body. She bit her lip as tears ran down her face, as she listened to the song that would slowly be the last she ever heard.

I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more)
I lay dying
And I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost
To be saved?
Am I too lost?

She breathed in and out of her nose, hoping that Malfoy wouldn't be back till later, not that he'd care if she offed herself.

My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation

She closed her eyes knowing that she would be with her momma again.

Draco's pov…..

After breakfast, Draco decided he would go up to the common room to see if Granger was alright.

He walked in and heard music coming from her room. It sounded really sad, so he went up to her door and knocked. "Hey Granger, I know you're in there. Open the door I want to talk to you."

He knocked again but there was no answer. "Hm… I wonder why she's not answering."

He stood at the door listening to the music again, and his heart tried to reach out to the girl on the other side.

Do you remember me?
Lost for so long
Will you be on the other side?
Or will you forget me?
I'm dying, praying, bleeding, and screaming
Am I too lost
To be saved?
Am I too lost?

He decided to just walk into her room but when he turned the handle, the door was locked. He walked around to the bathroom and tried the door from inside there also. It was also locked.

"Granger please let me in. I really want to talk to you." He heard a little whimper from inside of her room, and he started to get really worried, and he kept pulling on the handle to try and open the door again.

My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation

He finally remember about his wand and he pulled it out, and said the unlocking charm. When he walked into her room, he wasn't expecting so see her in a pool of her own blood on her bed and all over her.

I want to die

He quickly ran to her side, and shook her, not caring if he got her blood on his hands not caring about anything. Just wanting to keep her alive, and praying that he didn't lose her. He didn't care where that thought came from he just wanted to protect her and keep her safe.

My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation

"Hermione, Hermione please wake up! Please wake up! You can't leave like this you can't!" He kept shaking her and then realized it was useless.

My wounds cry for the grave
My soul cries for deliverance
Will I be denied?
Christ? (Christ)
Tourniquet
My suicide

As the echoing of the song finally died out, he scooped up the bleeding girl in his arms, and ran quickly out the door, and towards the hospital wing.

He prayed to god that he would get her there, and that everything would be all right.

Draco Malfoy's world was slowly falling apart, and he didn't even know what to do about it.

And his last thoughts as he ran to the hospital wing carrying the bleeding girl were, please don't take her away from me. Hermione please, please be all right. You don't even know how much I need you.