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Hermione woke and looked around the room realizing that Snape had moved her. Groaning she sat up and saw yet another note;

Hermione,

I went to lunch on the Headmasters wishes.

While I am gone I would like to see you eat something.

S.S.

Hermione shook her head and returned to the living room and sat on the couch and got the book she was reading earlier. She listened to see if anyone was coming.

Almost half way through the book Dobby appeared with a 'pop', "Mr. Snape wished for Dobby to bring the Ms. Granger some lunch," he said holding out a tray.

Hermione took it, "Thank you Dobby, you may go now."

Dobby nodded happily smiling. He excited with another 'pop'.

Hermione turned to her tray of food as her stomach grumbled. She saw sandwiches, soup, and potatoes as a side. There was no way in hell she would be able to eat all of that. Picking up half of a sandwich she bit into it and continued reading. She finished the half of sandwich and moved on to the potatoes. She ate less than half of the food and was full. Pushing the tray away she relaxed and let out a sigh. She was full very full and relieved at the same time.

She felt fat after eating all of that and tried to rid the thought of being fat but she failed miserably. She summoned her knife and ran the blade along her palms feeling how cool it felt. Rolling up her sleeve, she saw Snape healed her cut again. Determined she pressed the blade down and gasped as the pain welcomed her. She knew shouldn't but she couldn't help it.

She cut herself a few more time and watched the blood run down her arm. She wondered what her friends were doing. Did they miss her? She doubted it though. All they did was ignore her lately, she knew they didn't care and the only reason that she was kept around was because she was smarter then them. No one truly wanted her or wanted anything to do with her.

After re-shelving the book she went to his bathroom to wash the blood off her arm and knew the water going on her cuts would sting, but she needed more pain, or she would end up like last night.

She looked at herself in the mirror for the first time in a few weeks, she had gotten skinnier and she was beginning to look very pale. She shook her head at her reflection, and all her

reflection did was staring back at her, "It is you fault dear".

Great now my reflection wants to nag me...Hermione stuck her tongue out at herself and walked out of the bathroom where she saw Snape leaning against his bedroom wall, "Have a nice conversation with yourself?" he said with an amusing smile.

"No, not really. My reflection is annoying and wants to nag me."

He chuckled, "Well your reflection does reflect you."

Hermione stuck her tongue out at him, "Yes I know. Just wasn't thinking that far ahead." she looked at him for his smart mouth reaction, but got none. Instead his gaze shifted downward towards her arm which was still bleeding slightly.

"We have to talk now Hermione. Living room."

He walked ahead and seeing no way out she followed reluctantly and sat on the other side of the sofa from where he sat. She held her arm the entire time creating more pain.

"Tell me why you are cutting yourself."

"I told you professor."

"It doesn't seem that way Hermione, now don't lie to me."

Hermione new another lie would kill her even more, "I wanted to take away the pain from him calling me fat."

He gave her a stern look and she avoided it, "Is that all or is there more you wish to tell me?"

She shook her head, "No but I would like to leave and finish up some Home Work I still need to complete," she stood and began to leave as Snape stood in front of her.

"No you will be staying here. I want to help you, but you are not letting me."

Hermione stare at him, "No you don't your only doing this because you are required to by Wizarding Law. Now step out of my way and let me leave."

Snape looked at her almost in shock, "I do care Hermione, more than you know, or want to realize. But there are people out there who care about you. Your friends for example-"

"-don't care either. They could care less, the only think they like about me is that I help them with their work and that's it. They depend on me because of that. Your right I am just a insufferable-little-know-it-all," a with that she ran from his Personal Rooms silently crying.

Snape watched her go out and followed her out slamming the door to his Personal Rooms and his classroom. He saw a small trail of blood on the ground and knew she was getting worse.

Hermione's POV

I ran and ran not knowing or caring where I was going. I noticed that it was passing from class to class and that I might run into Harry and Ron.

I saw I was a few moments out the Transfiguration classroom and knew I would run into them and that there was no way I could even think of to avoid them.

I saw the red hair approaching and knew it was now I had to face them. So instead of them running up to me I ran up to them hastily pulling down my sleeve, "Hey guys."

"'Mione!" they both said happily in unison and smiled.

Harry was the first to ask, "Where have you been? What'd Snape do to you?"

I flinched, but covered it up well enough for them not to ask, "I scrubbed cauldrons and then left. But I wasn't feeling well so I went to the Hospital Wing."

"Ya, you don't look so good. Maybe you should head back up there," Ron suggested.

I smiled relieved that he mentioned me to go away instead of me making some stupid excuse, "Yeah your right. Well I'll see you boys later."

They nodded and continued on to their next class. I hastily walked down a few corridors to try to throw Snape off. I ended up outside the Room Of Requirement I sighed happy to end

up here of all places. Pacing back and forth three times I thought, I need somewhere to hide, I need somewhere to hide, I need somewhere to hide... Until a door showed up and I entered before anyone had a chanceto see.

I closed the door and looked around smiling. There was a selection of knifes in one corner, a black couch, black walls, and red glowing candles, perfect...

I went over to the knifes and examined them, each very sharp. I smiled and traced one against my warm skin, the same sensation I felt every time. I knew this was all wrong that I had even started cutting myself and I knew I was in even more trouble now that someone had found out. I knew that I had to get him to shut up, but I couldn't threaten a teacher, never less the Potions Master.

I sighed and plopped down on the couch with the knife I selected and examined it. When I held it up to one of the candles I

gasped out loud, in shiny gold letters it read Salazar Slytherin. I wondered how I ended up with it in here. It was the most beautiful knife I have ever see though, it had two snakes curling up the handle for a perfect hand fit, a silver blade, and, of course, his name in shiny, skinny, gold letters.

Was I meant to have this? Or had I just stumbled upon it by accident? I knew there was some reason I stumbled upon it and I wished to know what it was. I saw a bookcase to my right that I didn't notice before. One of the titles that immediately caught my eye, it was Ancestors of the Great Salazar Slytherin. I picked it up and began reading.

I looked at my watch about what seemed like five minutes later and saw it read 8:20. During those few hours I found nothing. I cursed myself under my breath, twenty minutes past curfew, just great. I stood up and gathered my wand that was next to me and hesitated on taking the knife or the book. I knew I would probably be searched if found so I decided to leave them both their.

By the time I decided to leave them both there it was twenty-five minutes passed curfew. Slipping out the door I silently wished that it would be there tomorrow when I skipped Potions or some other class.

I looked around, the area being clear I ran for it as fast and silently as I could. I needed to get up to the Gryffindor Common Room and fast.

As I came to a stop in front of the Fat Lady I hastily whispered, "Godrric Dice," and stepped in. No one was up as far as I could see. Good but odd. I went up to the girls' dorm and found everyone sleeping, even odder. I shrugged it off, changed, and got into my bed. I closed my eyes and saw my tormentor. I pushed him away from my mind not caring.

I tossed and turned in my bed wondering where everyone was.


Well there it is. Don't forget the Deathly Hallows comed out the 21st! Yes we are all excited. Plus the 5th Harry Potter movie came out the 11th. It was great. If you haven't seen it yet you must try to.