Again I have apologies for not updating so much but here I go. And I am changing this story a little bit so if you would go and start at chapter 1 and re read it and maybe re-review I would love it. Thanks bunches.

Draco stood in shock at the way Hermione had stormed off and the fact that she had hurt him without touching him. And then everything Draco did came crashing into his making him drop to his knees and scream. He was just like his father and that could NOT happen. Draco Lucius Severen Malfoy was not going to let himself be just like his father. He got up off his knees and ran up to Hermione's door and knocked and knocked and knocked. When she didn't answer her stormed in and found she was nowhere in her room. So Draco went through her door into the bathroom.

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

That's where he found her. She was wiping tears away from her brown eyes and Draco noticed some blood on one of her wrists.

"Hermione are you okay?" Draco asked.

Hermione jumped and pushed both arms to her shirt and backed herself against the sink.

We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

"Hermione I asked you a question." Draco said again moving closer to her.

"Fine." Hermione responded with no emotion what so ever. "I'm perfectly fine, nothings wrong at all, nothing…at all."

Draco made his eyes into slits as he glared at Hermione trying to make her crack. It wasn't working though. She just simply pushed past him and slammed her room door shut.

You're beggin' me to go, you're makin' me stay
Why do you hurt me so bad?
It would help me to know
Do i stand in your way, or am i the best thing you've had?
Believe me, believe me, i can't tell you why
But i'm trapped by your love, and i'm chained to your side

When Draco walked in she was in a black tank top, her hair up, still those god awful shorts with stupid little bears on them, a book in front of her and a scab on her left wrist.

"Hermione what the hell are those bears on your shorts?" Draco demanded to know.

"Sorry but I don't think you have the right to just barge into my room just because we once dated." Hermione said snottily.

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

Draco got on her bed, flipped her on her back and pinned her wrists above her head.

"Now I can see what I'm looking for." Draco said ignoring Hermione's pleading and struggling.

We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

He saw a new cut on her arm and lots of other scars. Her name was on her right arm, and a pentagram on her left arm with lines and different designs. Her new cut had two initials. DM. Draco felt horrible and wanted to puke.

We're losing control
Will you turn me away or touch me deep inside?
And before this gets old, will it still feel the same?
There's no way this will die
But if we get much closer, i could lose control
And if your heart surrenders, you'll need me to hold

"I'm sorry Hermione." Draco let go of her writs.

"You don't have anything to apologize about Draco." Hermione pushed him off her and stood up. "You where just being the Malfoy you where born to be."

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

"I don't want to be that Malfoy Hermione. Please believe me." Draco said gently running his hands up and down her arms.

There was a look in Hermione's eyes that told him he was the only one who knew and she wouldn't have it any other way. She wanted to tell him.

"I will if you can prove it before Christmas break." Hermione stated and pushed Draco out of her room and then locking it.

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield