okay this is a pretty long one!

hehehehe hey all of you people out there probably the australians only but yeah any ways did you guys pick up you ultimate collection pack one this morning with the news paper! i certainly did ! arghhhhhh cant wait for the wands! Voldermorts comes out on my cousin's , Harrys comes out on his and Dumbledore's comes out on !

14 days till my ! yayayayayayayay !:)

enjoy!


She felt terrible. Yeah sure it was the ferret but really everyone was human and everyone has feelings. In truth he was just a boy still, he didn't deserve what he'd lived through. When the bell rang Hermione quickly picked up her books and bag and excited the classroom ignoring the puzzled looks from Harry and especially Ron.

Quickly running up the stairs she could feel her heart pounding in her chest, she needed to know if he was alright. She had no idea what was causing the sudden panic attack but all she knew is his face had shattered her. The red blotchy eyes the tear stained face. What had she done? She ran harder when she reached the corridor turning the corner she reached the portrait hole.

"Gilly-Weed" she said breathlessly hopping from foot to foot as the portrait opened to slow for her liking. She quickly rushed in her gaze sweeping over the empty common room. She ran up the stairs to the dorms calling out his name.

"Malfoy! Are you in here?" she heard some shuffling in his room and approached his door.

"Malfoy? Are you alright?" she asked

"Get lost granger." Came his harsh reply.

"I came to apologise." She said swallowing down her fear and standing brave as she inched closer to his door.

"I don't need your pathetic apology granger just get lost." His voice called from behind the closed door again.

"Please just come out, I didn't mean to upset you in class." Hermione said pleading with him to show his face.

"No, I'm perfectly fine, just get lost I don't want you here I don't need you here so go!" he yelled again

"Draco stop being a stubborn mule! I need to know you're okay!" she yelled back and waited patiently as she heard more shuffling.

"I'll be down in a minute" he said roughly. "Give me some time to clean up."

"Okay I'll meet you in the common room." And with that she turned round and walked to her room. Quickly changing out of her school uniform and into something much more comfortable she grabbed a book and went down stairs. Settling herself into one of the couches she began to read. A few minutes later she heard Draco's door open and then close again. She placed her book on the little table before the fire and stood waiting for him to reach the bottom of the stairs.

His feet appeared first as they slowing stepped down one stair at a time, then his legs, hips, torso and his face. Hermione almost fell over with shock, Blood was trickling down his hand and one side of his shirt was soaked in it, a nasty cut was visible above his eye slightly covered by his messy blonde fringe. He had reached the bottom step and looked as though he were about to collapse.

"W….What happened." Hermione said rushing forward and placing her arm round his torso to support him.

"Ge'off me Mudblood!" Draco said trying to release himself from Hermione's grip. She ignored his complaint and moved him over to the couch. She set him down and sat beside him.

"Who did this?" she asked scared.

"None of your business, granger. I told you to Just leave me alone, I don't need your help!" he snarled and attempted to get up again.

"That nonsense, you obviously need help and unless you want to explain yourself to McGonagall and Madame Pomfrey then I suggests you let me help you." She said confidently.

"Fine." Draco said shaking his head in defeat.

"Now what happened" Hermione asked again.

"I, I was attacked." Draco said uneasily.

"Who?" Hermione egged him on. "What year are they in?"

"They don't attend school granger!" he said angrily.

"Then who, a professor." She asked eyes wide in shock.

"No, it was a bloody death eater!" he yelled.

Hermione sat shocked. "B...but… the war is over... Isn't it?"

"Yeah it's over for you." He said growing impatient again.

"What do mean … for …me?" she asked unsure at where this conversation was leading.

"Look Mudblood you don't understand the workings of his mind or their minds okay you don't know what punishment is, so just forget it." He snapped angrily and then attempted to get up but was stopped when a cold voice menacingly said.

"You're a liar!" he turned back to Hermione and looked confused had she said that? He thought.

"Excuse me?" he said puzzled.

"you're a stinking liar Malfoy and you know it!" she snarled "you think I don't know punishment, you think I don't know how their sick twisted minds work, how stupid their thoughts of blood purity are, you think I don't know pain, torture, you think I don't know what it feels like to have to be teased, bullied and bashed up. You're a bloody liar then because you were there!" She stood up in front of him.

"And it was you bloody aunt's fault." With that she lifted her top to reveal the red scars that were etched perinatal into the skin of her arm.

"I'm a Mudblood Malfoy, and it was your family who punished me for it, so don't you dare tell me I don't know what it is!" She yelled

Images were flashing through Draco's head. Hermione being straddled by his aunt while Bellatrix got her dagger and cut out the letters, Hermione's sobs and pleas the deafening sound of her heart shattering screams as the blade went deeper and deeper. The blood that pooled around her wrist and the torture she had gone through, just because she was loyal to her friends.

"Just forget it; it's too dangerous to explain." He began to get up but once again was stopped when a hand landed on his chest pushing him back down.

"Please tell me." She pleaded looking into his face trying to get him to explain.

"No!"

"Draco, let me help." She said, his name slipping so easily over her tongue.

"Okay." He took her wrist and pulled her down to sit next to him. "Listen. Each time you beat me, succeed ahead of me or just make yourself better than me they find out."

"Who's th…?"

He held up a hand for her to stop. "Shh I'm getting there." He found it was getting easier to talk to her.

"They are the death eaters the ones who haven't been caught yet. The ones me family are trying to escape from okay. The death eaters who weren't always in the lime light. They find out what's happened and punish me for it. This punishment can range anywhere from curses to actually physical harm." He saw she was ready to interrupt again.

"Today, it was a knife. Fortunately they didn't get that far." He lifted his shirt to reveal the letters "Trai " etched across his stomach oozing blood. "You interrupted the process. It's meant to spell traitor." He said angrily.

Hermione's eyes widened.

"Draco." She breathed. "…this….this is …bad." she stuttered. "You need to get this cleaned I assume it was made with a cursed blade?" he nodded "here" she transfigured the book beside her into a first aid kit and began to take out a bottle of disinfectant.

"Now hold still, it going to sting like hell." She put some on a cloth and leaned over to place it to his cut.

He hissed in pain and winced as she began to wipe again the blood. When she'd finished the disinfecting she ripped of some of the bandage and tapped it over the scars. She then moved to the cut above his eye.

Leaning over his body she expertly wiped away the blood and pushed his hair to the side. Then she reached for another piece of the bandage. Malfoy watched the way that she applied the bandage carefully biting on her bottom lip concentrating. His mind began to wonder. She looked pretty close up, one could almost forget about the blood purity that ran through the brain of his father. And that's what he did. Her lips looked warm and rosy he wondered what it would feel like to kiss them. What it would feel like to run his fingers through her untameable hair. Whether or not she had ever been kissed. His mind was drawn back to her ministrations when she stuck the bandage down she then inspected her work making sure she hadn't missed anything. Satisfied she nodded smiling slightly. The first aid course she hadn't wanted to take when she was fifteen had eventually come in handy and she'd done a good job. Mentally congratulating herself she felt Malfoy's eyes on her she looked over to him slightly uneasy.

"What?" she exclaimed when she saw that he was looking at her interestedly?

"You've called me Draco three times in the last ten minutes." He said smirking like an idiot.

"So "Hermione said uncertainly

"You've never called me that before." He whispered slightly. It then registered to Hermione that she was still leaning over Draco's injured body. She began to pull back but was stopped by Draco as his arm wrapped around her waist pulling her slightly closer.

"It's nice, and thanks for the help." He whispered in her ear his breath making the loose hairs that had escaped her head band, tickle her cheek as they swayed. She could feel her heart racing. It had been only this morning in potions when Malfoy had had his chest pressed against her back teasing her. She nodded slightly and tried to pull away again but he didn't loosen his grip. "Aren't I allowed to show my appreciation." he whispered even softer again sounding hurt. She shuddered and was just about to look up to ask what he meant when his cold, soft lips met her warm, rosy ones. His mouth moved against hers as he kissed her slowly. She could feel her eyes starting to droop closed and his hand reached up to her hair and tangled it's self in the bushy mess. She felt him bite her lip softly and she squeaked in surprise he chuckled against her lips and then broke apart. "Well thanks again granger." He gently rolled her off him and then stood winking before walking back up to his dorm. Leaving a very dazed and very confused Hermione Granger behind.


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