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Authors' Note: This is a joint story between MZ Kane and AK Waters. We'll accept any suggestions to make this story better. Please read and review! On a further note, we are so sorry to make Ron like this. Please don't flame us, this was simply an idea that sprung up into our heads. Don't worry, in the end, everything will work out fine! Sorry again that this first two chapters deal with rape. Thanks!

A Different View

Chapter 1: And Then It Happened...

Hermione went slamming into the bookcase by someone obviously taller and stronger than her. He pinned her to the bookcase with undeniable strength, Hermione immediately felt her chest constrict and her heart pound.

She closed her eyes in pain and fear.

Oh no, not again! She thought as her mind went back to a few weeks before...

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Hermione Granger was in her sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was a bright young girl who always made it a priority to study. Having been named a school prefect this year, she wanted to excel in her studies. All this studying made it particularly hard for her to do much socializing. Not that she had any friends, oh no. She had two friends who were dear to her.

One was the famous Harry Potter. He was now quite tall and had filled up over the summer. His green eyes were still behind glasses and his dark hair was still all over the place. Hermione always reminded him, although sometimes he failed to heed her, to fix up his clothes which were always getting disheveled for some reason or another. Harry was also the Captain and Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Anyhow, she loved him like a brother, especially after what they had been through together over the years.

But Hermione also had another friend. One by the name of Ronald Weasley. He was a tall and lanky character with flaming red hair, passed down the Weasley clan. He was short-tempered, to say the least. He was very overprotective of her during their lower years. Many people suspected that domineering attitude was the result of Ron's secret crush on her; news which fell deaf on Hermione's ears. She simply refused to believe that one of her best friends had something other than friendship to offer her.

Until Ron himself proved her wrong...

A few days after school started, Hermione was on her way to the library. It was after classes and she had little to an hour to do some research on a charm they had to learn in the class for the next week. Now, Hermione being Hermione, she wanted to get a full background on the charm before having the official lesson in Charms. Hence, the need go and visit the library.

Hermione loved the library. She found comfort and solace in the numerous books that filled the shelves and the quiet of the room. She always went there to study, read or just relax. Hermione smiled in anticipation as she rounded a corner and accidentally collided with a tall person, sending her to almost fall backwards from sheer impact and causing her to drop her books.

"Oh...!" She said as she groped for something to stop her from falling. The person reflexively caught her and righted her. Hermione's eyes were only level to the person's hard chest. She slowly let her eyes travel upwards to see the person's face. Once she looked up, her eyes immediately saw the piercing blue eyes of no other than Draco Malfoy.

Draco Malfoy was, in a word, an enemy. He was a tall boy with blonde hair which was always slicked back. He was a Slytherin, the archrival of her own house, Gryffindor. He was the cause of her and her friends' many problems. He was the one who had called her 'Mudblood', a name which implied to her parents' being muggle-born.

"Thank you." She said curtly, much to the dislike of Draco. He regarded her with a look that insinuated that he was not pleased that she chose this time to bump into him.

"For what?" He asked with a look of superiority. His voice was low but laced with disdain.

"For catching me."

He raised an eyebrow. "And now, you're thanking me... where's the hate and provocation, Granger?"

"They seem to be missing right now, but if you insult me further, they might be coming back in full force." She retorted, her brown eyes flashing.

It was then that they both realized that he was still holding both of her arms and her hands were splayed on his chest from the incident that happened earlier. They were standing very close and their position, should it be viewed by some unsuspecting bystander, would probably mean that they were close to kissing. Draco took the initiative and pushed her away from him. When he did, Hermione noted that he didn't push her harshly, the way she thought him to do so. Feeling flustered that she would think that he was softening to her; she busied herself by picking up her books, expecting him to just stand there and watch her. But he didn't. Instead, he helped her pick up her books. When they both stood, he gave her the books with a look of nonchalance, as if it was not wrong (by his standards, of course) to help a girl pick up her books that had fallen.

"Have a pleasant afternoon at the library, Granger." Draco said as he handed her books. Hermione took it and without another word, he started walking towards the direction which she came from.

She looked at his retreating back and wondered where all the civility came from. Then she came to herself and remembered that she should be at the library. Squaring her shoulders, she walked the rest of the way to the library.

The library was deserted, as expected by Hermione. Smiling at the empty room, she quickly went to the far end of the library and set her books down on a desk which was facing the window. She loved working there since it was secluded and the other students rarely went to 'her desk'. Walking over to the Charms' section, she looked up and scanned the titles of the books, looking for one that would help her. All of a sudden, an arm came around her waist and lifted her a good six inches of the floor. Hermione almost let out a scream, if it weren't for a hand that went to her mouth.

"If it isn't Hermione... always at the library, eh?" The person said into her ear. The voice was familiar and it took Hermione all but a few seconds to realize that it was Ron.

She squirmed in his arms playfully until he had no choice but to set her down.

"Ron!" She hissed, smacking him on the arm. He grinned.

"What?"

"Don't ever scare me like that!" She said, catching her breath.

Ron simply shook his head and winked at her, causing Hermione to laugh. After a few moments, Ron spoke up. "Why are you still here?"

"Huh?" Hermione replied, perplexed. Then remembered. "I just got here..."

"But you were gone for half an hour... where did you go?"

"I..." Hermione started, wondering if she should relay her encounter with Malfoy a few minutes ago. "I had to go back to my room, forgot my um. quill and parchment."

"Oh." Ron said, idly running his fingers on the books lined up on the shelves. Hermione looked at him and subconsciously compared him to Malfoy. From her experience earlier, Malfoy was taller by a good two inches and he had broader shoulders and more defined chest. And he-

Stop it! Hermione chided herself, turning her attention back to Ron. "Why are you here?"

"I wanted to come and fetch you. Dinner is in an hour."

Hermione rolled her eyes. It was normal for Ron to just come to her and say that it was time for dinner. "I can't. I have to study."

"Aw, Hermione." Ron subtly whined. Hermione smiled in spite of herself.

"I'm sorry, I really have to study."

"But, tomorrow's the weekend. You can do your studying then." Ron reasoned.

"No. I want to do it now."

"But-"

"No buts, now if you don't want to stay with me, then you better go."

Ron looked at her. She was looking at him through those big brown eyes and her cheeks were tinged with pink. Ron's breath caught. It was in this moment that all he wanted to do was sweep Hermione off her feet and kiss her.

And so he did just that.

Bending down and holding her neck with one hand, he kissed her fully on the lips. His kiss was inexperienced, even she could tell that. Hermione simply stood, shocked and confused. Then, she put her hands on his chest and pushed him off her. She the put in a good twelve inches of space in between them and looked at him in disbelief and a hint of disappointment. He looked at her, breathing heavily.

They stayed that way for a few minutes, until Ron suddenly grabbed her to him and trapped her lips once again. This time, Hermione squirmed against him, trying to break free. When she did, she did the only thing she could do and gave him a hard slap.

"What's wrong with you?" She demanded as she moved away from him once again.

Ron didn't say anything, but his temper was rising, Hermione was sure of that. He looked at her differently, as if she had done something wrong and it was not the other way around.

"Ron! What's up with you?" Hermione tried once again.

"Nothing, it's what's wrong with you."

"What? I don't understand what you're saying."

"I'm in love with you, Hermione." He said simply.

"What?"

"I'm in love with you. I always have been."

"Ron... I..." Hermione was at a loss for words. "I only consider you as my friend, nothing more-"

But her words were cut off as Ron once again reached out and grabbed her to him. Hermione was startled by his sudden action that she did not know how to react and respond. And so Ron took advantage and kissed her forcefully on the lips. No matter how hard Hermione tried to get away from him, her efforts were futile. He was bigger and stronger than her.

Hermione blinked back the tears as Ron pressed her into him. Her hands were at his chest, trying desperately to push him away. He had lifted her up by a few inches, still kissing her and forcing her to comply. She simply wouldn't. When his tongue snaked its way in her mouth she tried hard not to gag.

Ron then picked her up and walked over to the far corner of the library. When Hermione realized where all of this was leading, she did one final attempt to get away from him. She bit hard into his lip, causing him to release his hold on her. Hermione took the chance and broke free running away from him. Her vision was blurry with tears and she could hear him grunt and swear a few feet behind her.

Too close... she thought.