Dedication: I dedicate this chapter to Cait S. She's one hellava rad chickette. She bought me the My Chemical Romance DVD and sent it all the way from the other side of the country. Thanks so much girl. Hearts.

Quick A/N: I've held of writing for a little while because I've been greatly criticised by some people and i'm not liking it. The more i get nasty reviews. The less I'll write. So stab those bastards - i uh mean... hate those and blame them for you not getting enough fiction. By the way. Please check out 'TWISTING FATE' it's my latest story (mind you it was written before this one) and i hope you will come to like it as you do this. Thanks also for all the 'positive' reviews. I love them all! Well better get on to the story huh.

Recap

"Come on, let's get to doing your hair before 'sir draco' spits his dummy," Blaise chuckled, leading her out of the room. As they entered Blaise's room, she sat down on the chair in front of his dresser, as she was asked to do.
"Now close your eyes and let me work my magic," he said to her.

Chapter 10 - Oh God Oh God

She did as she was told and closed her eyes, taking in long slow breaths as he fiddled around with her hair.
"Hermione, tell me about the bruises. Please i promise i won't say anything. Is somebody hurting you? Is it Potter or Weasely?" he asked her a few minutes later. She ran her hands up and down her arms subconsciously. She had forgotten all about the bruises, but obviously he could still see them.
"I don't mean to offend you, but it's just... you need to tell somebody," he said. She heard him move away and return a few minutes later. He mumbled something which she couldn't quite decipher and then told her to open her eyes.

She looked on in awe. Her brown hair was now black with, and her bangs were now longer and sat on an angle covering her left eye.

"How did you do it?" she asked him.

"Tell me how you got the bruises and then i'll tell you," he said, his blue eyes filtrating her brown one's as their eyes locked through the mirror.

"It doesn't matter,"

"Yes it does Hermione. If your getting abused you need to get help," she tore her eyes away from him and stood up, making her way over to the bed. Sitting down she sighed and began biting her nails.

"I'm supposed to be a smart witch aren't i. I'm supposed to be able to defend myself. But when it comes to Paul... i don't know. I can't bring myself to stand up for me. I'm just so scared of him. Yet i've taken on trolls in my first year and i've dealt with Death Eaters and the whole thing that happened down at the ministry. But i feel so weak around him, like all my physical power is being drained from me. Sometimes i see things, hallucinations. Well they must be. Something isn't right about Paul. It's like he has some magical power. But i know that's impossible. It has to be," she managed to say.

"My dad past away and six months later they got married. I mean she only knew him for two months before marrying him. It used to be all presents and gifts but the moment they said 'i do' he became the step father from hell. He'd beat me up almost daily. He would give me a thrashing, even when i only forgot to put sugar in his tea. And yet. My mother just stood there watching, doing nothing. She wouldn't even defend her own daughter," she said, the tone in her voice becoming bitter.

"Hermione... what about magic? If he's beating you up surely..."

"It's not as easy as that... I don't want every body knowing and treating me like some little girl in need of help,"

"But you do need help,"

"No i don't. I can handle this myself,"

"Then why don't you do something?"

"We're going to be late," she said monotonely a few seconds later. She stood up and walked out of the door as if nothing had happened.

Silently Blaise whispered a concealing charm, so that her bruises would look like they never existed, just so that she wouldn't feel to apprehensive and that Potter and Weasley wouldn't be albe to see them.

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"Took your time didn't you," Draco said as they all descended the stairs of the Zabini Mannor.

"Sorry," Hermione said, shutting herself off from them a little.

"Who's car are we taking?" Blaise asked his cousin as they rounded behind to what seemed to be a garage.

"We'll take mine," Draco said, as he and Blaise pulled open the garage door. Hermione was rather astounded to find that both Draco & Blaise, people who rather hated muggles would be driving muggle inventions.

They walked up to black Mercedes and hopped in. The engine roared to life as they backed out of the garage and sped down the drive way and onto the streets. It took them roughly about 20 minutes to get to the out skirts of London city where they had arranged to meet Harry and Ron. After they had found a parking spot the trio made their way in silence to the restraunt.

"Welcome to Sadies, do you have a reservation?" a small redheaded girl asked as they came upon a small counter.

"As a matter of fact we do. I believe it's under Potter," Hermione said, speaking for the first time in half an hour. The redheaded girl somehow reminded Hermione of Ginny Weasley. She smiled, she missed Ginny so much, but ever since she got with Harry, she had changed.

"Right this way, Mr. Potter and his companion are ready and waiting," she said, stepping out from behind the counter and leading them to their designated table.

"Hello Harry. Ron," Hermione said from behind them. The boys, jumped and turned to face her. Ron's jaw dropped open and Harry's eyes widened at the sight of their friend and her outfit.
"H-hi Hermione," Harry managed to splutter as Ron just sat their unable to say anything.

'She is so fucking hot,' Ron thought to himself as he continued to stare at her features. Both their eyes were drawn to her body and especially her cleavage.
'God i should have got with her ages ago... stupid' he continued to think as he stared hungrily at her.

'Holy hell, she's a fucking beauty' Harry said, still goggling at her.

"Shut your mouths before they hit the ground boys," Hermione said. It was then that the two boys averted their eyes to her 'friends' and scowled.

"What the hell are they doing here Mione?" Harry growled angrily.

"First things first, don't call me Mione, you know i hate it and secondly i had no choice," she said crossing her arms a little teethed.

"Get out, and get away from our Mione" Ron snarled angrily at Draco.

"How bout no and as we've just been told by Mya, she hates being called Mione, so i suggest you stop while your ahead" Draco said, smirking as he ushered Hermione to sit next to Ron. He then sat down beside her as Blaise sat on the opposite side, next to a very displeased looking Harry. Ron didn't say anything but he just sat there, arms crossed glaring daggers at Draco and Blaise.

"Why are you even here Malfoy?" Harry asked rather rudely, picking up a drink that they had been served mere moments before. Draco tried to hide his smirk as his mind thought up something brilliant that would push the other boy's buttons without a doubt.

"Well, you see Potter. Whilst you and Weasley were out frolicking with Weaselette and Brown, Blaise and I found ourselves a little 'pet' at dinner one night and well let's just say that night she came home with us. She's not exactly as innocent as you think she is."

This definitely seemed to do the trick as Harry started yelling and Ron reached over Hermione to start strangling Draco.
"SHUT UP AND STOP IT," Hermione yelled angrily, causing the boys to stop and gawk at her. "We are in a public place and i do NOT appreciate being embarrased by your stupidity alright. So if your going to fight do it outside, now i'm going to the bathroom. I'll be back and i swear to god if ANY of you start something i'll kill you with my bare hands alright," she spat, shoving Draco roughly over so she could get up.

Hermione was gone barely three minutes, only to return to an empty table. "Oh fucking hell!" she cussed angrily, storming outside where she could here a commotion.

"HOW DARE YOU TOUCH OUR MIONE?" Ron bellowed at Blaise, who was looking ready to kill at this point. On the other hand Draco and Harry were already on the ground fighting, throwing punches like wildfire. Hermione's blood rose over the top as she ran over to them. She tried to rip Harry off Draco, but only got shoved aside.

"STOP IT ALL OF YOU," she yelled, attempting to grab Harry by the back of his shirt as he sat on top of Draco, throwing punches into his stomach. Harry was much stronger than her and could risist her strength as she tried to pull him off. No such luck.

It was then she heard a sickening crack. She whipped her head around and screamed, then ran over to where Ron was standing angrily over Blaise, as a pool of blood started pouring out from his head.
"What have you done?" she said barely above a whisper as she knelt down, her clothes soaking in the blood as she cradled Blaise in her lap.

"Somebody call an ambulance," they heard a lady scream from somewhere near them. Since Harry had too heard the crack, he turned to face where it came from, leaving him open for attack as Draco pushed him off himself and kicked him hard in the stomach and ran to his cousin.

"Oh god Blaise, oh god, oh god," he said repetitively. "WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE WEASLEY? ILL FUCKING KILL YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS!" Draco roared, going after the now scared looking redhead.

"NO," Hermione said in a tone that was final. "We must get him to a hospital now!" she said, as the boy beneath her began to look deathly pale.

"H-h-her-rmion-ne, I-"

A/N: Sorry folks that's the end of this chapter... Do you like it? I'm sorry about poor Blaise... but yeah. Actually i just wrote that in it wasn't planned like the rest of the story... Please review offers ice cream and more cookies Oh and i didn't want to be cruel and end it there but my mom is kicking me off the computer so i thought hey at least they get some more to read! Loves you's all my little minion reviewers!

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