INJURED INNOCENCE

The next day, Hermione woke up on her four poster bed. She could not remember how she ended in her bed. She tried to remember last night events where she slapped Harry hard in the face. She felt terrible for hurting Harry. She got out of her bed, took a bath and wore some new clothes. She went downstairs to the common room.

It was a good thing that it was Sunday. She looked at the stairs to the Boys' dorm room, wondering if Harry would come down. She waited for five minutes and then gave up. She went to the Great Hall to see if Harry was there. To her dismay, Harry was not there. She felt gloomy and went to where Ron and her Gryffindor friends sat.

"Hey Ron," she greeted her best friend in a weak tone.

"Hey Hermione," Ron said in the same tone as Hermione. She knew something was wrong after Harry went up to sleep. The table was somehow quiet. Hermione suspected something was not right. She looked at her friends. Dean and Seamus were looking at her for moment and looked back at their food quickly. Parvati and Lavender gave her a cold look. Neville however was a bit nervous looking at her.

They knew about last night little incident. Incident... that was an awful thing to say. It was a bloody tragedy.

Hermione's P.O.V

I was worried about Harry. Maybe this worries that made him utterly stress. Should I cared about him or should I not. By the looks of the others it was like my fault. It's not my fault.

It was your fault you awful girl.

'Shut up' I told my head. I have to know about him, what happen to him exactly. I looked at Ron with intense pleading eyes. He looked at me and knew immediately what I want. I made the first move by asking him.

"So umm... how is Harry doing?" I asked vaguely. He dropped his food and stared at me with a not so assuring face.

"He's still in his bed," Ron answered gloomily. I was not surprise at first since its Sunday. He could be sleeping late. Wait a minute; Ron should be the one who would sleep till lunch.

"Is he alright after what I did to him?" it was a stupid question but I have to ask something. Ron was a good friend; he gave a look that nothing bad happen last night.

"He's a bit down," he said but I was not sure about what he said so I gave him an intense glare. He was scared a bit. "Alright, he wouldn't listen, there are you satisfy," he said, I was now in utter shock.

"What do you mean he would not listen?" I asked Ron swiftly.

"He... He," Ron stammered by my sudden question. I gave him time to answer. He gathered his breath and spoke, "He didn't sleep last night, and he was rolling in his bed and kept thinking about something. He was totally shock by your slap or should I say bad hand gesture."

My mouth opened widely. Harry was in confusion after I slapped him. He said sorry and wanted forgiveness and I did it hard on him. He never got slap, even his evil cousins, the Dursleys never slap him. It's a slap from a love one that made him confused.

"And to make matter worst, Hermione," Ron continued speaking. I gulped for his next few words. "Your hand marked was still there on his cheeks, I saw it this morning when I woke up," Ron said earnestly.

I gasped. Harry still has the mark on his cheeks. My hand was alright this morning but the slap mark could be seen oh his face. I buried my face in my hands feeling guilty.

Draco then came from the Slytherin table to sit beside me. He looked at me like there's nothing to worry about but there is sadness in the world. "Hello Ron, Hullo Hermione," he greeted me and Ron.

"Hey Draco, sorry I got to go, I need to bring food to Harry, if he did not eat anything, Terry would kill me," Ron said and stood up, picking some breads and ran out of the hall.

Terry Potter, our DADA teacher, Harry's other cousin. He's a nice guy but whoever made Harry mad, sick or injured would never make it to his class. I gulped again thinking of Terry.

"You did something bad to Harry?" Draco asked. I nodded reluctantly. Draco always supported Harry and Ron when they were in a not so good mood. He brought them to the concert to cheer them up but I have to slap Harry in the face. What kind of a friend am I to Harry.

"Look it's my fault, I shouldn't brought Harry to the concert when You-Know- Who wants to kill him," Draco said, feeling frustrated at himself.

Hermione looked at him in disbelief, "It's not your fault, Draco. You're just being a good friend and I'm not."

Draco grinned at her, "So it was your fault then." Her eyes went wide. She punched him in the arm. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, just want to liven you up," he said, rubbing his aching arm.

She pursed her lips, and then looked back gloomily at the table. "It is my fault," she muttered. Draco heard her but did not react back. "How was the concert?" she asked him.

"It was great, the music was out of the world," he answered her question ecstatically. "I mean, try guessing other rock band that can play music and playing quidditch at the same time," he said torridly.

She giggled at his words, playing music while on a broom. She thought it was silly, then again this was the Wizarding World, and every thing was possible. The thought of broom made her thought of Harry. "He loves quidditch," she said.

"Yeah, I know, that's why I brought him to the concert, the moves they were showing last night was mad and risky," he said, showing an over zealous face.

"Mad and risky, Harry loves flying, it was freedom from the stress, the work, the hero stuff, me," she stopped talking; Draco pitied her for that moment.

"Don't worry he will come around," Draco assured her.

"What if he doesn't?" she said sharply.

"If he doesn't, the cousin of his will make him," he said concisely.

Hermione was not sure if Terry could do it. She must do it, she must see him, talked to him, assured him that every thing was fine and show some love to him. But she was scared to see him at the same time.

THE END.

I was lazy to this chapter because I have another fic to do. Well exactly not my fic but my friends' fic. She told me to write it for her cause I have an account in HPfanfiction and fanfiction.net. Hope I can do it. I will edit this chapter some time in the coming days so be sure to check it once in a while.