Chapter 5
Sunday
Draco somehow made it through Saturday and it was currently 4am Sunday. He went to his bathroom to grab his toothbrush, he grabbed it but then looked in the mirror. He was horrified to of what he saw. His nose was still kind of purple, his face had a cut where Lucius had kicked him, he looked horrible. Draco then lifted up his shirt, his stomach was bruised, it was an ugly shade of dark purple. He turned around and looked in the side mirror to see his back, it was bruised too. He almost started to cry again, but he got a hold of himself and left the bathroom.
Draco finished packing and took his stuff out to the car, he got in and started up the car, he only had his permit but who cares?
2 hours later he arrived at the platform. He casually walked through the platform hoping that the train would be there. It was. The whole place was empty, except for maybe a driver, but hell, maybe he was on break.
Draco boarded the train, he found an empty compartment, hell all of them were empty. He looked at his watch, it was 6:30am.
Suddenly a sharp pain came about his stomach and back. I will hate you Father, forever. He fell to the compartment floor shaking. He curled into a ball and started to cry. All of a sudden it got really hot Draco ripped off his shirt and went back into the curled ball position.
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"Hermione, are you SURE you want to leave now?" Mr. Granger asked his daughter. "Yes dad. I can't concentrate at home with the new baby crying all the time. I mean I love Bryan, but he makes too much noise, and I still need to finish up the last of my homework, I'll have time to do so on the train. Bye daddy." Hermione said as she got out of the car. "Okay, have a safe journey sweetheart, bye!" Mr. Granger said sticking his head out of the window as Hermione loaded her trunk onto a trolley and pushed it along. She waved and went inside.
She found platform 9 ¾ easily. She could find the platform with her eyes closed. She casually walked through the barrier. When she got through the place was absolutely empty, the train WAS there, thank god.
She boarded the train and headed toward the compartment she, Harry and Ron usually sat in, problem was there was already someone there. When she saw she gasped, it was a man, maybe a 6th year, he was shaking and he had the most gruesome looking bruise on his back, it was a shade of purple. "Sir? Um sir? Are you okay?" Hermione blurted. She bent down on her knees and touched the man. "Please. Don't touch me." The man said weakly. "Are you okay?" Hermione asked, her voice filled with worry. "What do you honestly think?" the man said. He uncurled and turned his head. It was Draco Malfoy! "Oh my god, Malfoy! Are you okay?" She saw his face it had a cut on it, an ugly cut it was too. His nose was also discolored and his cheek wasn't of a normal shade either. Draco sat up and began to cry harder. "Draco, you stomach." Hermione observed it was a really disturbing shade of purple. She touched his stomach. "Don't touch me!" he almost yelled. Hermione choked back a bit. "What happened?" She asked. Should I tell her? I mean she's a MUDBLOOD and she'll probably blab to Weasel and Pothead. "Lucius..." Draco started. Hermione's eyes filled with tears. "Here sit on the seat," she suggested, she grabbed Draco's hands and pulled him up and sat him down. She observed he was still shaking.
Draco blabbed everything out to her, and I mean everything. When he finished Hermione was crying. She reached out hug him. Draco tensed as she wrapped her arms around him, should I hug back? He wrapped his arms around her.
"Wait.what are you doing here?" he asked.
"My mom had a baby and he's been nothing but annoying, I needed to get away from the noise."
Draco nodded. "I bet you know why I'M here," Draco said quietly. Hermione nodded. "Why are you being so nice Mal-Draco?" Hermione asked curiously. 'Why did you care when you saw me?"
Neither of those questions were answered. They sat in silence. Draco stood up and grabbed his shirt off the floor and put it back on. "I take it you have been beaten before." Hermione said, trailing off. "Yeah, it all started when I was 9. I broke this stupid glass ball that apparently was worth a fortune, and he at first just spanked me, but then it got out of control." Draco explained, he trailed off. "Draco, I am so sorry, for everything that bastard has done to you." Draco sighed and sat on the other side of the compartment. He fell asleep.
~*~*~$% Alex is SPEAKING! Wowsh! I'm not sure I like this chapter.so..review PLEASE. And so sorry to have taken SO long to add these chapters! I mean, I really just forgot entirely about this! SO I sat here for a good 2 hours to write two chapters for you. I'm rather fond of chapter 4..
Draco somehow made it through Saturday and it was currently 4am Sunday. He went to his bathroom to grab his toothbrush, he grabbed it but then looked in the mirror. He was horrified to of what he saw. His nose was still kind of purple, his face had a cut where Lucius had kicked him, he looked horrible. Draco then lifted up his shirt, his stomach was bruised, it was an ugly shade of dark purple. He turned around and looked in the side mirror to see his back, it was bruised too. He almost started to cry again, but he got a hold of himself and left the bathroom.
Draco finished packing and took his stuff out to the car, he got in and started up the car, he only had his permit but who cares?
2 hours later he arrived at the platform. He casually walked through the platform hoping that the train would be there. It was. The whole place was empty, except for maybe a driver, but hell, maybe he was on break.
Draco boarded the train, he found an empty compartment, hell all of them were empty. He looked at his watch, it was 6:30am.
Suddenly a sharp pain came about his stomach and back. I will hate you Father, forever. He fell to the compartment floor shaking. He curled into a ball and started to cry. All of a sudden it got really hot Draco ripped off his shirt and went back into the curled ball position.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Hermione, are you SURE you want to leave now?" Mr. Granger asked his daughter. "Yes dad. I can't concentrate at home with the new baby crying all the time. I mean I love Bryan, but he makes too much noise, and I still need to finish up the last of my homework, I'll have time to do so on the train. Bye daddy." Hermione said as she got out of the car. "Okay, have a safe journey sweetheart, bye!" Mr. Granger said sticking his head out of the window as Hermione loaded her trunk onto a trolley and pushed it along. She waved and went inside.
She found platform 9 ¾ easily. She could find the platform with her eyes closed. She casually walked through the barrier. When she got through the place was absolutely empty, the train WAS there, thank god.
She boarded the train and headed toward the compartment she, Harry and Ron usually sat in, problem was there was already someone there. When she saw she gasped, it was a man, maybe a 6th year, he was shaking and he had the most gruesome looking bruise on his back, it was a shade of purple. "Sir? Um sir? Are you okay?" Hermione blurted. She bent down on her knees and touched the man. "Please. Don't touch me." The man said weakly. "Are you okay?" Hermione asked, her voice filled with worry. "What do you honestly think?" the man said. He uncurled and turned his head. It was Draco Malfoy! "Oh my god, Malfoy! Are you okay?" She saw his face it had a cut on it, an ugly cut it was too. His nose was also discolored and his cheek wasn't of a normal shade either. Draco sat up and began to cry harder. "Draco, you stomach." Hermione observed it was a really disturbing shade of purple. She touched his stomach. "Don't touch me!" he almost yelled. Hermione choked back a bit. "What happened?" She asked. Should I tell her? I mean she's a MUDBLOOD and she'll probably blab to Weasel and Pothead. "Lucius..." Draco started. Hermione's eyes filled with tears. "Here sit on the seat," she suggested, she grabbed Draco's hands and pulled him up and sat him down. She observed he was still shaking.
Draco blabbed everything out to her, and I mean everything. When he finished Hermione was crying. She reached out hug him. Draco tensed as she wrapped her arms around him, should I hug back? He wrapped his arms around her.
"Wait.what are you doing here?" he asked.
"My mom had a baby and he's been nothing but annoying, I needed to get away from the noise."
Draco nodded. "I bet you know why I'M here," Draco said quietly. Hermione nodded. "Why are you being so nice Mal-Draco?" Hermione asked curiously. 'Why did you care when you saw me?"
Neither of those questions were answered. They sat in silence. Draco stood up and grabbed his shirt off the floor and put it back on. "I take it you have been beaten before." Hermione said, trailing off. "Yeah, it all started when I was 9. I broke this stupid glass ball that apparently was worth a fortune, and he at first just spanked me, but then it got out of control." Draco explained, he trailed off. "Draco, I am so sorry, for everything that bastard has done to you." Draco sighed and sat on the other side of the compartment. He fell asleep.
~*~*~$% Alex is SPEAKING! Wowsh! I'm not sure I like this chapter.so..review PLEASE. And so sorry to have taken SO long to add these chapters! I mean, I really just forgot entirely about this! SO I sat here for a good 2 hours to write two chapters for you. I'm rather fond of chapter 4..