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Hermione stood in one of the bathrooms on the train and tried to fix her makeup since it had gotten messed up terribly when she had cried. After a while Hermione just wiped off what was on her face, her hands shaking too bad to allow her to put on her makeup correctly. Someone knocked on the door.
"Just a minute!" she called as she shoved her stuff back in her bag. She tucked her hair behind her ear and opened the door. As she looked out through the doorway she looked up into eyes that were such an intense steel- blue that her knees almost buckled underneath her.
"Well are you just going to stand there and stare at me Granger or are you going to get out of the way?"
"Shut it Malfoy," she said to him as she pushed past him into the hall. Draco stepped into the bathroom and slid the door closed. He leaned against the wall and just stared at the door in disbelief.
* * *
Hermione walked back into the compartment shut the door. She sat down on one of the seats without saying a word to ether of her friends and stared out of the window.
"Why didn't you tell us before?" Ron asked her.
"I don't know," she replied dully.
"You should have told us," Harry interjected. "If you had told us we could have done something about it."
"I have to get out of this room." Ron stood and stepped out of the room and slid the door shut.
"I-" Harry began but simply stood and walked out of the room just as Ron had a few moments before. Hermione curled her feet up in front of her chest and sat staring out of the window. Thought after thought ran through her head like racers in a marathon. However the predominant question was always, Why? She wiped a tear away from her eye when there was a knock at the door.
"Hermione?" someone asked. She turned to see who was there and once again met the eyes of frozen steel.
"What do you want Malfoy?" she asked.
"Dumbledore told me to find you. We need to patrol the halls until we get to the station." Hermione was surprised that he wasn't acting rude at all. She stood and walked out of the room with Draco at her heels.
"Are you ok?" he asked her as they walked.
"I'm fine," she responded. "Why do you ask?"
"You're just acting a little beaten down, that's all."
Damn, he really chose an interesting wording for that didn't he?
Hermione said in her mind. They walked from end to end and back of the train in silence.
"So how was your summer? You know, before you spit on me and everything?"
"Why do you care?" she asked him slightly taken aback.
"Just asking," he said with a shrug of his shoulders.
They lapsed into silence again before, "Draco what in the hell happened to you?!"
Draco had been stretching when Hermione saw something on his back. "What?" he asked her looking a little confused.
"Your back what did you do?!"
"Oh...that...I...er...fell."
"You're lying! What really happened?"
"Well from what I heard earlier the same thing that happened to you...by the hand of your parents."
(A/N: I realize that his was really short but I am going to my Dad's house and I wanted to get another chapter up on this before I left. Please read and review! I will be checking my email while I am over there and hope to see some reviews in my box!)
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Hermione stood in one of the bathrooms on the train and tried to fix her makeup since it had gotten messed up terribly when she had cried. After a while Hermione just wiped off what was on her face, her hands shaking too bad to allow her to put on her makeup correctly. Someone knocked on the door.
"Just a minute!" she called as she shoved her stuff back in her bag. She tucked her hair behind her ear and opened the door. As she looked out through the doorway she looked up into eyes that were such an intense steel- blue that her knees almost buckled underneath her.
"Well are you just going to stand there and stare at me Granger or are you going to get out of the way?"
"Shut it Malfoy," she said to him as she pushed past him into the hall. Draco stepped into the bathroom and slid the door closed. He leaned against the wall and just stared at the door in disbelief.
* * *
Hermione walked back into the compartment shut the door. She sat down on one of the seats without saying a word to ether of her friends and stared out of the window.
"Why didn't you tell us before?" Ron asked her.
"I don't know," she replied dully.
"You should have told us," Harry interjected. "If you had told us we could have done something about it."
"I have to get out of this room." Ron stood and stepped out of the room and slid the door shut.
"I-" Harry began but simply stood and walked out of the room just as Ron had a few moments before. Hermione curled her feet up in front of her chest and sat staring out of the window. Thought after thought ran through her head like racers in a marathon. However the predominant question was always, Why? She wiped a tear away from her eye when there was a knock at the door.
"Hermione?" someone asked. She turned to see who was there and once again met the eyes of frozen steel.
"What do you want Malfoy?" she asked.
"Dumbledore told me to find you. We need to patrol the halls until we get to the station." Hermione was surprised that he wasn't acting rude at all. She stood and walked out of the room with Draco at her heels.
"Are you ok?" he asked her as they walked.
"I'm fine," she responded. "Why do you ask?"
"You're just acting a little beaten down, that's all."
Damn, he really chose an interesting wording for that didn't he?
Hermione said in her mind. They walked from end to end and back of the train in silence.
"So how was your summer? You know, before you spit on me and everything?"
"Why do you care?" she asked him slightly taken aback.
"Just asking," he said with a shrug of his shoulders.
They lapsed into silence again before, "Draco what in the hell happened to you?!"
Draco had been stretching when Hermione saw something on his back. "What?" he asked her looking a little confused.
"Your back what did you do?!"
"Oh...that...I...er...fell."
"You're lying! What really happened?"
"Well from what I heard earlier the same thing that happened to you...by the hand of your parents."
(A/N: I realize that his was really short but I am going to my Dad's house and I wanted to get another chapter up on this before I left. Please read and review! I will be checking my email while I am over there and hope to see some reviews in my box!)
