Compassion from a Malfoy?
Flashback
"Mom? Mommy? What? What are you doing to her? Stop!!!"
The 17-year-old girl ran up to her mother in hopes that she still is alive.but alas.The young girl feels no pulse, nor breath.
" Mommy!!!! Noooooooooooooo!!!"
" Why? Why did you do this to her? I thought you loved her!"
" You're mother was a bitch! All she ever did was nag, nag, and nag. You weren't even suppose to be alive! You were nothing but an accident! A MISTAKE! Ahh fuck now what am I suppose to do with you? Ah yes.now I know. Since your mother never had the time to please my needs you'll have to do for now."
" No please! Please stop!"
End of flash back
Hermione got up the next morning at 7 am. It was the first day back to hogwarts. and she had no doubtly had made head girl.
The young woman had changed since she was a child. She has grown into a beautiful, witty teenager. She now carried the same wonderful characteristics as her mother had when she was younger. Instead of her big bushy hair, her mom and her had straightened it allowing it to flow down her back elegantly, and she now had the curves of a super model. If you were to compare a picture of her and her mother you would think that they were twins.but now her mother was gone.
With that thought, Hermione ran down to the dining room to see if her mother still laid there.but it was too late.her father has already disposed of the body.
The young girl ran back upstairs to take a cold shower. Once she had finished she went to her room to change. She herself had also noticed that she had developed not only physically but also her personality.though her personality wasn't with much attitude. After deciding what to wear she walked out of her room wearing a black tank top, and a denim skirt. with her trunk in hand she made her way down the stairs.
" Hermione will you hurry up you ass! I don't have all day you stupid bitch!"
The cold heartless voice of her father had sent chills down her spine. Hermione had decided not to eat breakfast that morning in fear of what her father might do to her. But the choice she had made was oh so very wrong. Hermione had sat herself in the living space just waiting until her father would tell her to put her things' in the car. But when her father had entered the living space he was filled with anger and disgust, BUT also with a very hot pan in his hand.
" I HAD MADE BREAKFAST AND YOU JUST DECIDE TO SIT HERE AND DO NOTHING.THAN FIND STARVE TO DEATH YOU FILTHY BITCH!"
He then threw the blazing pan at her, and since she didn't have THAT fast reflexes she just turned around so that the pan had burned her back. She let out a scream of pain. But her father again still didn't care. She could hear her father laughing at how much pain she was feeling.
Then she felt herself being lifted by the hair. Her father mercilessly began to beat her. He began to punch her and kick her and it had continued for 2 hours. After her father had finished his entertainment, she gathered up all her energy and headed towards the washroom.
'Why is he doing this to me? Why did he do that to mom? Did he always feel like this? God I feel so dirty, and alone.' Tears began to fall from her chocolate brown eyes.
Within 5 min she cleaned off the blood and covered her bruises as best as she could. Her father had called upon her to get to the car ASAP if she still wanted to go to Hogwarts. On her way to Kings cross.she tried her best to hold in the tears. Once they arrived, once Hermione opened the door her father pushed her out. Trying her best to not cry she made her way to platform 9 ¾. She entered the train, and sat in an empty compartment. She decided not to tell her friends about anything, and she decided not to sit with them this time.
She felt the train jerk then she knew that the train was on its way to hogwarts. For the whole train ride, instead of reading her books as she usually had done, she just stared out the window, and thought about the happenings that had occurred. She wasn't leaning on her back in fear of how bad the burn her father gave her was. But then her thoughts were disturbed when she heard the compartment door opened.but she still hadn't bothered to see who it was. Then a voice spoke up.a very deep voice, and then she immediately knew who it was.
" Well, well, well, if it isn't the filthy little mudblood. what happened to your boyfriends? Did they dump you once they found out that you really are a filthy little mudblood?"
' Hmmm who's this.whoa! Is that Granger? But wait where are Potty and Weasel?'
No reply came. she continued her gaze out the window. He decided to sit in the chair in front of her.
' What? Why isn't she replying to any of my insults?'
" What's wrong Granger? Cat's got you tongue?"
Still nothing came from her. Draco then took the time to examine her.she had grown up a lot. When he was eyeing her from head to toe, he noticed some faint bruises and cuts on her legs, and legs. When he looked at her neck he noticed a really large bluish, purplish bruise. And when he looked at her face he acknowledged a cut on her cheek that seemed to be covered by make up or something.
' What on earth happened to her?' he thought as he looked down to the floor. Then when he raised his head up to see her face once again, he noticed a tear roll down her cheek.
'Is Granger crying? Well that's a first. She's probably thinking about how she can't have me.hahaha that's it.'
"What are you contemplating about Granger?"
Hermione had finally turned her head to face him.
" It's nothing of your concern." She replied dryly.
" Oh come now, it must be interesting if you don't want to tell me."
" All YOU really need to know is that I am NOT thinking about you, like you think." She replied menacingly.
Draco gave her a puzzled look And Hermione returned to her somewhat calm, and depressed state.
" Your grin gave it away. I can't read your mind or anything. But now if you please, would you kindly leave? I'd rather be alone at the moment."
' What's with her?'
"Actually no.I'd prefer to stay here if you don't mind."
Hermione was beginning to get emotional because flashbacks were starting to enter her mind. And she was on the verge of tears.
" If you stay then I will go" With that she got up ready to leave but then.
" Well wherever you go I'll go too!" He said like a little annoying boy.
Hermione decided to stay since she was to weak, and tired to argue or to do anything at all, so she just ignored him and sat back down. She took out her laptop and turned it on. (A/N I know I didn't mention her bringing a laptop or anything but I just had to include it, you'll understand later.)
Draco gave her a puzzled look once again. Hermione noted this quickly, though she knew that if she were to open her mouth tears will also b streaking her face, so she just decided to write on paper to tell him what it is. After writing it on a piece of muggle paper she handed it to him.
" What's this Granger? A love letter?"
Hermione just continued with her work on her laptop. (She was just chatting on MSN Messenger with some of her muggle friends)
Draco began to unfold the letter.
No this is not a love letter. I know you are probably wondering the little contraption I have placed on my lap and I decided to let you know in a note because I'd rather not talk. So anyways.it is a "Laptop" muggles use it to do their work, or just to have fun by playing games and such.
Time had passed and they arrived at Hogwarts. Coming out of the train she was greeted by her friends. (A/N she left Draco there)
" Hey 'Mione! We didn't see you on the train! We got worried!" Ron said
" Oh it was just that.There was a meeting for Head Girl and Boy" She lied
" CONGRATULATIONS" Harry, Ginny, and Ron said simultaneously.
The feast.
The sorting hat had gone by fast, and now it was the feast. As usual Ron was chopping down all the food, while Harry and Ginny were laughing. Hermione on the other hand had her mind up in space. She didn't eat much though. After the feast Dumbledore led Hermione and Draco to their common room.
They arrived at a painting of an Asian Fairy.
" Password" the little fairy said
" New Love" Dumbledore said.
As they entered into their common room, their mouths were hanging in awe.
" Alright then.here is your common room, you will be holding prefect meetings, and such here. Your dormitories are up those stairs.and your bathroom connects to both your rooms. I believe that is all. If you have any questions come and see me tomorrow."
After Dumbledore left, the two of them went up the stairs and went inside they're own respected dorms.
Once Hermione entered her room she immediately was filled with happiness. Her walls were of the Gryffindor colours, and she had a shelves, and shelves of books. She dropped her trunk, and opened it, and magically put her things away. Then she made her way to her bed..it was a King Size bed with four posters.and the sheets were of silk. Then across from her bed there was a desk for her to do her homework. After taking in everything she decided to head down to her common room and read a Hogwarts History, and drink some coffee. (A/N They had a kitchen)
Flashback
"Mom? Mommy? What? What are you doing to her? Stop!!!"
The 17-year-old girl ran up to her mother in hopes that she still is alive.but alas.The young girl feels no pulse, nor breath.
" Mommy!!!! Noooooooooooooo!!!"
" Why? Why did you do this to her? I thought you loved her!"
" You're mother was a bitch! All she ever did was nag, nag, and nag. You weren't even suppose to be alive! You were nothing but an accident! A MISTAKE! Ahh fuck now what am I suppose to do with you? Ah yes.now I know. Since your mother never had the time to please my needs you'll have to do for now."
" No please! Please stop!"
End of flash back
Hermione got up the next morning at 7 am. It was the first day back to hogwarts. and she had no doubtly had made head girl.
The young woman had changed since she was a child. She has grown into a beautiful, witty teenager. She now carried the same wonderful characteristics as her mother had when she was younger. Instead of her big bushy hair, her mom and her had straightened it allowing it to flow down her back elegantly, and she now had the curves of a super model. If you were to compare a picture of her and her mother you would think that they were twins.but now her mother was gone.
With that thought, Hermione ran down to the dining room to see if her mother still laid there.but it was too late.her father has already disposed of the body.
The young girl ran back upstairs to take a cold shower. Once she had finished she went to her room to change. She herself had also noticed that she had developed not only physically but also her personality.though her personality wasn't with much attitude. After deciding what to wear she walked out of her room wearing a black tank top, and a denim skirt. with her trunk in hand she made her way down the stairs.
" Hermione will you hurry up you ass! I don't have all day you stupid bitch!"
The cold heartless voice of her father had sent chills down her spine. Hermione had decided not to eat breakfast that morning in fear of what her father might do to her. But the choice she had made was oh so very wrong. Hermione had sat herself in the living space just waiting until her father would tell her to put her things' in the car. But when her father had entered the living space he was filled with anger and disgust, BUT also with a very hot pan in his hand.
" I HAD MADE BREAKFAST AND YOU JUST DECIDE TO SIT HERE AND DO NOTHING.THAN FIND STARVE TO DEATH YOU FILTHY BITCH!"
He then threw the blazing pan at her, and since she didn't have THAT fast reflexes she just turned around so that the pan had burned her back. She let out a scream of pain. But her father again still didn't care. She could hear her father laughing at how much pain she was feeling.
Then she felt herself being lifted by the hair. Her father mercilessly began to beat her. He began to punch her and kick her and it had continued for 2 hours. After her father had finished his entertainment, she gathered up all her energy and headed towards the washroom.
'Why is he doing this to me? Why did he do that to mom? Did he always feel like this? God I feel so dirty, and alone.' Tears began to fall from her chocolate brown eyes.
Within 5 min she cleaned off the blood and covered her bruises as best as she could. Her father had called upon her to get to the car ASAP if she still wanted to go to Hogwarts. On her way to Kings cross.she tried her best to hold in the tears. Once they arrived, once Hermione opened the door her father pushed her out. Trying her best to not cry she made her way to platform 9 ¾. She entered the train, and sat in an empty compartment. She decided not to tell her friends about anything, and she decided not to sit with them this time.
She felt the train jerk then she knew that the train was on its way to hogwarts. For the whole train ride, instead of reading her books as she usually had done, she just stared out the window, and thought about the happenings that had occurred. She wasn't leaning on her back in fear of how bad the burn her father gave her was. But then her thoughts were disturbed when she heard the compartment door opened.but she still hadn't bothered to see who it was. Then a voice spoke up.a very deep voice, and then she immediately knew who it was.
" Well, well, well, if it isn't the filthy little mudblood. what happened to your boyfriends? Did they dump you once they found out that you really are a filthy little mudblood?"
' Hmmm who's this.whoa! Is that Granger? But wait where are Potty and Weasel?'
No reply came. she continued her gaze out the window. He decided to sit in the chair in front of her.
' What? Why isn't she replying to any of my insults?'
" What's wrong Granger? Cat's got you tongue?"
Still nothing came from her. Draco then took the time to examine her.she had grown up a lot. When he was eyeing her from head to toe, he noticed some faint bruises and cuts on her legs, and legs. When he looked at her neck he noticed a really large bluish, purplish bruise. And when he looked at her face he acknowledged a cut on her cheek that seemed to be covered by make up or something.
' What on earth happened to her?' he thought as he looked down to the floor. Then when he raised his head up to see her face once again, he noticed a tear roll down her cheek.
'Is Granger crying? Well that's a first. She's probably thinking about how she can't have me.hahaha that's it.'
"What are you contemplating about Granger?"
Hermione had finally turned her head to face him.
" It's nothing of your concern." She replied dryly.
" Oh come now, it must be interesting if you don't want to tell me."
" All YOU really need to know is that I am NOT thinking about you, like you think." She replied menacingly.
Draco gave her a puzzled look And Hermione returned to her somewhat calm, and depressed state.
" Your grin gave it away. I can't read your mind or anything. But now if you please, would you kindly leave? I'd rather be alone at the moment."
' What's with her?'
"Actually no.I'd prefer to stay here if you don't mind."
Hermione was beginning to get emotional because flashbacks were starting to enter her mind. And she was on the verge of tears.
" If you stay then I will go" With that she got up ready to leave but then.
" Well wherever you go I'll go too!" He said like a little annoying boy.
Hermione decided to stay since she was to weak, and tired to argue or to do anything at all, so she just ignored him and sat back down. She took out her laptop and turned it on. (A/N I know I didn't mention her bringing a laptop or anything but I just had to include it, you'll understand later.)
Draco gave her a puzzled look once again. Hermione noted this quickly, though she knew that if she were to open her mouth tears will also b streaking her face, so she just decided to write on paper to tell him what it is. After writing it on a piece of muggle paper she handed it to him.
" What's this Granger? A love letter?"
Hermione just continued with her work on her laptop. (She was just chatting on MSN Messenger with some of her muggle friends)
Draco began to unfold the letter.
No this is not a love letter. I know you are probably wondering the little contraption I have placed on my lap and I decided to let you know in a note because I'd rather not talk. So anyways.it is a "Laptop" muggles use it to do their work, or just to have fun by playing games and such.
Time had passed and they arrived at Hogwarts. Coming out of the train she was greeted by her friends. (A/N she left Draco there)
" Hey 'Mione! We didn't see you on the train! We got worried!" Ron said
" Oh it was just that.There was a meeting for Head Girl and Boy" She lied
" CONGRATULATIONS" Harry, Ginny, and Ron said simultaneously.
The feast.
The sorting hat had gone by fast, and now it was the feast. As usual Ron was chopping down all the food, while Harry and Ginny were laughing. Hermione on the other hand had her mind up in space. She didn't eat much though. After the feast Dumbledore led Hermione and Draco to their common room.
They arrived at a painting of an Asian Fairy.
" Password" the little fairy said
" New Love" Dumbledore said.
As they entered into their common room, their mouths were hanging in awe.
" Alright then.here is your common room, you will be holding prefect meetings, and such here. Your dormitories are up those stairs.and your bathroom connects to both your rooms. I believe that is all. If you have any questions come and see me tomorrow."
After Dumbledore left, the two of them went up the stairs and went inside they're own respected dorms.
Once Hermione entered her room she immediately was filled with happiness. Her walls were of the Gryffindor colours, and she had a shelves, and shelves of books. She dropped her trunk, and opened it, and magically put her things away. Then she made her way to her bed..it was a King Size bed with four posters.and the sheets were of silk. Then across from her bed there was a desk for her to do her homework. After taking in everything she decided to head down to her common room and read a Hogwarts History, and drink some coffee. (A/N They had a kitchen)