Does nobody care? (Chapter Four)
However hard Hermione tried, she could think of nothing else. 'The eyes.all of them.they must really hate me.I thought Lavender and Alicia were my friends.they lied.luckily Ron didn' t hear what they said.but worse still.Myrtle called me a slut.I'm not one.am I?.at least the others didn' t call me that.and.and Granger.they called me Granger.only the Slytherins call me that.' Facing the fact that everyone probably hated, and won' t ever forgive her Hermione, tipped out the content of her bag searching for something sharp. 'Books.books.and books.ruler.PMT pads.quills.parchment.quill case.aha.a compass.'
[author's note: - sorry.this chapter is really short but the next is quite complex.]
[author's note:- Ok before I carry on, I' d just like to explain something. A friend of mine who has 'proof read this' has asked me 'why a compass? Stupid thing to pick.' Ok lets just say a compass is more painful then something like a knife. Sharp blade less pain. A compass much more pain.and you really have to 'dig in' before any blood is drawn. As I ' ve told you this chapter is quite complex and hard to explain what I imagine Hermione is doing to herself. Sorry this may be very confusing. You' ll just have to bear with me.]
The Situation
Rolling her left sleeve of her dress sleeve up past her shoulders, Hermione started etching the word RON onto her shoulder. [By the way if your wondering where Fred and George have gone.the answer' s quite simple really.after all what harm could she possibly do to herself?'] Silent tears were rolling down her face. Grimising at the pain she stands up to look at the mirror feeling rather nauseous. There blazing against her pale skin was Ron' s name drawn from blood. 'more pain. I need more.' Once again she raises the sharp compass point dripping blood to her skin, now etching a heart to go around his name. Blood was slowly and steadily trickling down her bare shoulders.
'More.you don' t know how much I love you Ron.more pain.' muttered Hermione. Raising her bloody hands she started the whole process once again just below the completed design. The door slammed opened.
'Hermione.we know.shit! .Hermione what have you done?.' cried the twins.
'Hermione stop it.' cried George.
'No.go away.you shouldn' t be here. this the girls bathroom.'
'Stop.stop it.' shouted a horrified George staring at her blood stained hand and shoulder.
'No.'
'Expelliarmus.' yelled Fred , angrily pointing his wand towards Hermione. The compass instantly flew into his hand, Hermione was blasted backwards, hitting her head on the wall.
'Give that back Fred. Go away.you shouldn' t be in here.'lunging at him.
' No.look at yourself Herm. You're a wreck.We' re taking you to the nurse.Dumbledore.anyone.' muttered Fred darkly. (George was still in total shock could only stare and gawp speechlessly at Hermione.) [George? .speechless? .that' s a first!]
'No.no Fred.let go.I'll fix myself.Just let me go!' cried Hermione desperately, when Fred had seized her hand and was dragging her towards the door.
'hmmm.Ok.do it NOW.' said Fred and George together, blocking the doorway.
Giving the twins a disgusted look Hermione picks up her wand and points it towards her shoulder muttering an incantation. Purple light shot from its tip clearing away the blood and painfully sealing the gashes she had made, leaving only scars. Gasping the twins pointed speechlessly at the marks left. (Ron' s name surrounded by the heart could still be seen. The dried up blood looked like a dull red tattoo.)
'But Hermione.why?'
'I love him.' she simply replies wincing as she pokes her shoulder gingerly. 'at least the pains still there.I love you Ron.'
'Hermione Ron' s not worth it.why don' t you tell us what happened.we know you really.uurrmm.care.love.him.and you wouldn' t purposely want to hurt him.' said Fred in a what would be calm voice, but still glaring intensely at her shoulder.
'You wouldn' t understand.'
'Try us.' said both the twins determinedly.
'OK here goes.you know.' Hermione started, still poking at the scars she blacks out.[typical Hermione!!!]
'Shit.Shit.' muttered George and Fred catching her.
However hard Hermione tried, she could think of nothing else. 'The eyes.all of them.they must really hate me.I thought Lavender and Alicia were my friends.they lied.luckily Ron didn' t hear what they said.but worse still.Myrtle called me a slut.I'm not one.am I?.at least the others didn' t call me that.and.and Granger.they called me Granger.only the Slytherins call me that.' Facing the fact that everyone probably hated, and won' t ever forgive her Hermione, tipped out the content of her bag searching for something sharp. 'Books.books.and books.ruler.PMT pads.quills.parchment.quill case.aha.a compass.'
[author's note: - sorry.this chapter is really short but the next is quite complex.]
[author's note:- Ok before I carry on, I' d just like to explain something. A friend of mine who has 'proof read this' has asked me 'why a compass? Stupid thing to pick.' Ok lets just say a compass is more painful then something like a knife. Sharp blade less pain. A compass much more pain.and you really have to 'dig in' before any blood is drawn. As I ' ve told you this chapter is quite complex and hard to explain what I imagine Hermione is doing to herself. Sorry this may be very confusing. You' ll just have to bear with me.]
The Situation
Rolling her left sleeve of her dress sleeve up past her shoulders, Hermione started etching the word RON onto her shoulder. [By the way if your wondering where Fred and George have gone.the answer' s quite simple really.after all what harm could she possibly do to herself?'] Silent tears were rolling down her face. Grimising at the pain she stands up to look at the mirror feeling rather nauseous. There blazing against her pale skin was Ron' s name drawn from blood. 'more pain. I need more.' Once again she raises the sharp compass point dripping blood to her skin, now etching a heart to go around his name. Blood was slowly and steadily trickling down her bare shoulders.
'More.you don' t know how much I love you Ron.more pain.' muttered Hermione. Raising her bloody hands she started the whole process once again just below the completed design. The door slammed opened.
'Hermione.we know.shit! .Hermione what have you done?.' cried the twins.
'Hermione stop it.' cried George.
'No.go away.you shouldn' t be here. this the girls bathroom.'
'Stop.stop it.' shouted a horrified George staring at her blood stained hand and shoulder.
'No.'
'Expelliarmus.' yelled Fred , angrily pointing his wand towards Hermione. The compass instantly flew into his hand, Hermione was blasted backwards, hitting her head on the wall.
'Give that back Fred. Go away.you shouldn' t be in here.'lunging at him.
' No.look at yourself Herm. You're a wreck.We' re taking you to the nurse.Dumbledore.anyone.' muttered Fred darkly. (George was still in total shock could only stare and gawp speechlessly at Hermione.) [George? .speechless? .that' s a first!]
'No.no Fred.let go.I'll fix myself.Just let me go!' cried Hermione desperately, when Fred had seized her hand and was dragging her towards the door.
'hmmm.Ok.do it NOW.' said Fred and George together, blocking the doorway.
Giving the twins a disgusted look Hermione picks up her wand and points it towards her shoulder muttering an incantation. Purple light shot from its tip clearing away the blood and painfully sealing the gashes she had made, leaving only scars. Gasping the twins pointed speechlessly at the marks left. (Ron' s name surrounded by the heart could still be seen. The dried up blood looked like a dull red tattoo.)
'But Hermione.why?'
'I love him.' she simply replies wincing as she pokes her shoulder gingerly. 'at least the pains still there.I love you Ron.'
'Hermione Ron' s not worth it.why don' t you tell us what happened.we know you really.uurrmm.care.love.him.and you wouldn' t purposely want to hurt him.' said Fred in a what would be calm voice, but still glaring intensely at her shoulder.
'You wouldn' t understand.'
'Try us.' said both the twins determinedly.
'OK here goes.you know.' Hermione started, still poking at the scars she blacks out.[typical Hermione!!!]
'Shit.Shit.' muttered George and Fred catching her.