"Hey, I didn't know you'd be here" said Hermione sitting down on one of the comfy armchairs "I didn't think big happy celebrations were your thing"
"Not really, but pretty girls definitely are" said the boy sitting opposite her, he picked up a crystallised pear, examined it and placed it back in the pale blue fruit bowl.
Hermione blushed before walking over to the fireplace, in accordance with the decor it was a silvery blue colour.
"I'm sorry about what they said; they just don't get it you know" said the boy walked over to Hermione
*FLASHBACK*
Hermione walked out the carriage with the false pretence of 'getting some air', she pulled open the door to the next compartment and the usually noisy and lively carriage became silent, glaring at the unwelcome guess. Ignoring this Hermione sat down next to her 'friend', her friend being the boy she was desperately in love with who obviously didn't feel the same way. The train jolted and a trunk fell down from the luggage racks above and hit Hermione, she carried on anyway until she reached the fourth compartment from the door. Hermione had expected them to at least talk to her, she was after all friends with their friend, but everyone was silent as though not talking would make her go away. Eventually Hermione left, tired and bored.
"It's okay, I expect Ron and Harry would have been the same" she replied simply as if the rejection from his friends was something that didn't even matter to her
"Harry? Since when have you been friends with Harry, I thought you didn't like him"
"Oh well, he'd probably find some way to turn this around and make me look bad in front of McGonagall"
The boy laughed this off whilst wondering if he could really trust what Hermione was saying.
Meanwhile Harry, noticing Hermione's absence from the table got up and begun walking to their shared head boy/girl dormitory, on the way he heard shouting so he rushed to see what was going on, He glanced into a classroom to see what was going on, Malfoy was kissing some poor girl and then he realised who that poor girl he was assaulting was, and it was like he had somehow he had always known.
Hermiones POV
Malfoy had finally admitted he liked her and she was over the moon, he started tickling her and her screams of "get off of me" had attracted the attention of a wandering student, so he had closed the door so they could be in private. The thought of Ron finding out seemed, insignificant as a posed to the thought of everyone finding out. Griffindors and Slytherins DO NOT DATE. Hermione wondered how everything had gotten so complicated, it all began one day in September seven years ago...
Oh yeah i never actually mentioned anything about Malfoy being abusive you sick people came up with that yourselfs... so anyway im going back in time to explain EVERYTHING and to those who are expecting HARRMIONE (im not really sure what the ship is called) just wait a bit...