Disclamer: This is a fic about Draco being beaten at home. I don't usually
write these sort of fics because I'm a more of a FG person but never mind.
I don't own nada bar Draco's twin sisters.
Bruises
Chapter 4,
"Hello?" Ron answered the telephone, having got the hang of not shouting down the phone anymore.
"Ron? Ron it's Hermione. I need to talk to your dad, it's kinda urgent" Hermione said.
"Ok, well wait a minute" Ron said. "DAD!" he shouted. Mr Weasley came into the kitchen. "Hermione wants to speak to you" Ron said, handing the phone over.
"Hello Hermione" Mr Weasleys said happily.
"Mr Weasley. I can't explain everything now but can you please apparate to Littleworth Street in Windsor. I promised Draco I'd get him some help" Hermione said.
"Draco!" Mr Weasley shouted.
"Yes Mr Weasley. Draco's in trouble. Please do this, he's changed" Hermione said.
"Alright Hermione, for you. Where is he again?" Mr Weasley asked, not very enthusiastically.
"Littleworth Street, Windsor. He'll be in or near a phone box" Hermione said, grateful that Mr Weasley had conceded.
"Alright, I'll bring him to yours when I find him" Mr Weasley said before hanging up the phone. Ron was looking at him confused but Mr Weasley just apparated with a pop.
Draco was still in the phone box, but his sobs had ceased and he was now quiet and tired. The pain he was feeling was increasing and he felt sick. He shivered uncontrollably. He closed his eyes and against his better judgement fell asleep.
Mr Weasley apparated onto the road and looked about him and saw a small figure curled up in a ball in a phone booth. He walked over to it and opened the door and looked down at the sleeping form of Draco.
The boy looked awful. His skin was pale and covered in dark bruises and he was shaking. Mr Weasley also noted that his lips were alarmingly blue. He crouched down and picked him up. Draco struggled slightly in his grip but soon calmed down. Mr Weasley awkwardly picked up the boys bag and apparated.
Hermione looked up from her book when she heard a pop downstairs and her mum crying out in shock. She dropped the book and hurried down the stairs to find her mum fussing over the unconscious form of Draco who was laid out on the couch. Hermione gasped at the bruises on his face.
"Hermione, get some blankets. The poor boys freezing" her mother ordered. Hermione ran to the airing cupboard and got out 2 of the thickest blankets and took them to her mother who laid both over Draco.
"What happened to him?" her mother asked.
"His father I think" Hermione said, kneeling Draco and smoothing Draco's hair gently. Hermione mother was getting a damp cloth to lay across the worst of the bruises while Mr Weasley talked to Mr Granger before apparating home.
Hermione gently stroked Draco's cheek, before leaning over and kissing his forehead.
"You're all right now Draco, I'll take care of you" she whispered.
Draco didn't wake for 2 days and in that time he had been moved to the spare room by Hermione's bedroom and changed into some of Mr Grangers pyjama's which were far too big for him. The bruises were starting to fade but his skin was still pale.
The first thing he saw when he woke up was Hermione leaning over him with a wet cloth, cleaning his face.
"Hello" Hermione said smiling. Draco smiled for the first time in a long while and looked around him.
"Where am I?" he asked.
"The spare room in my house. Mr Weasley brought you here, much to Ron's annoyance" Hermione said smiling. Draco laughed.
"Glad I could annoy him" he said weakly. "Is they're anything to eat? Cos I'm starving" Draco asked.
"What is it about you boys, you all think with your stomach!" Hermione joked before leaving the room, grabbing some food in the kitchen and bringing it back up. Draco ate everything she brought up very quickly, leaving Hermione to stare at him.
"Sorry, that was rude. How long have I been out?" Draco asked.
"Just 2 days, we've still got a while left (their half-terms are 1 week long k?). My parents say you can stay here as much as you want. Do you?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, please Hermione, I need a good friend after what father..." Draco whispered, suddenly looking sad. Hermione, without thinking it through first, threw her arms around him and hugged him.
"Of course I'll be your 'good friend' Draco. I already am" she said, before starting to pull back realising what she had done but Draco was holding her just as tightly so she stayed where she was. He buried his face in her frizzy hair and Hermione could feel the tears trickling onto her neck. She held him, and gently rocked him like she had many times before until he let go of her, wiping his red eyes.
"Thanks" he mumbled to her. Hermione smiled.
"Well, now that that bit of melodrama is over, how about a game of chess. I'm afraid it's not wizarding chess but it's the same concept" Hermione said to him. Draco nodded and Hermione got the board from her room and the 2 began to play.
Once Hermione's mum allowed Draco out of bed Hermione took Draco to the cinema and was shocked to find he'd never been to one before. They got seats at the back and coke and popcorn.
"What is this again?" Draco asked, holding up the popcorn.
"Popcorn" Hermione said stuffing a piece in her mouth. "Try a bit." He did and found he liked the sweet taste. He knew about Coca-Cola, it was rather nice for a muggle drink.
"And what are we seeing again?" Draco asked, nodding to the adverts on the screen.
"Pirates of the Caribbean" Hermione said. Draco was about to speak when the lights went down and the film adverts came up, including Lord Of The Rings 3. "God is Orlando Bloom fit" Hermione mumbled, only just loud enough for Draco to hear her.
Draco surprisingly found the film to be very good and Kiera Knightly was very nice. He looked at Hermione and found her staring at Orlando Bloom with a strange look in her eyes. Draco leaned close to her ear.
"I'm guessing you like him." Hermione jumped and turned her head to look at him. Their faces were inches away from each other, too close for comfort. Hermione blushed and turned back to the screen. Draco looked around the audience and saw lot's of boys with their arms around girls, or with girls heads resting on their shoulders. Slowly he put his arm around Hermione's shoulders and was surprised when she didn't jump away, rather snuggled closer to him. Draco decided he liked the cinema very much.
On the Wednesday night the 2 of them were sat in Hermione's room, listening to a CD (Black Eyed Peas) and playing chess, again. Draco was winning, again.
"I don't like this game, Harry's the only one I've ever beaten at it" Hermione complained.
"What about Weasley?" Draco asked.
"He's one of the top players in Gryffindor, I've never even come close to beating him" Hermione said while thinking of her next move. Draco looked around her room. The walls were a very light purple, the carpet a darker shade and the curtains violet. There were four book cases with 3 shelves in each, all packed to the brim with either fictional books like Lord of the Rings or school books, both muggle and wizarding. There was a tv in one corner and a stack of video's by it. One her desk was her CD player and a pile of notebooks, all seemingly full. He'd asked her once what was in them but she'd just answered 'Junk'. He quickly Checkmated her and they packed away the game. "Want to watch a movie?"
"Sure, what do you have?" Draco asked.
"Um, LOTR1, LOTR2, Mulan, Enemy at the Gates, Pearl Harbour, Gladiator" she read the titles going down the pile.
"What's that one about?" Draco asked.
"A roman gladiator, it's rather depressing" Hermione said. "It's good though. I've also got the Mighty Ducks Trilogy."
"Let's watch Gladiator" Draco said. Hermione nodded, slid the box out of the pile and put it in the video player.
"It needs rewinding" Hermione said as she pushed the rewind button before sitting next to Draco with the remote in her hand.
"I never realised how nice you are" Draco commented suddenly. Hermione looked at him surprised.
"Same here, well it wasn't that hard not to see what with you calling me a mudblood" Hermione said.
"About that, I never really meant it, I was just frustrated about my life at home and was trying to please him so he wouldn't...well you know" Draco said, a light blush staining his cheeks. The video clicked as it finished rewinding and Hermione pushed play. "Hermione, are you going out with Weasley?"
"Surprising question but the answers no, he wants to but hasn't asked me yet" Hermione answered.
"How'd you know he want to?"
"It's pretty obvious" Hermione said smiling. Draco laughed nervously. "Why did you want to know?"
"Just wondering" Draco lied. He fancied her. Simple as that. During the last week he'd started to fancy her, really badly. Maybe he'd tell her some day, but not yet, not yet. The movie took his mind off it for a while and Hermione had been right it was sad. He subconsciously put his arm around her again and she leaned into him so that the 2 were snuggled up on her bed. Eventually Hermione's head rested on his shoulder. When the little boy was run over by the horses she turned her head sharply and looked into his shoulder. Draco smiled and touched the back of her head gently. "not scared are you?"
"No, it just looks so realistic" she mumbled. It did look realistic as did all the fight's with blood spraying everywhere and one woman being chopped in half. Hermione again turned her head into his shoulder. Draco chuckled slightly and let her. They let it play right to the end, totally, credit's and all (I do that with everything I watch, including in the cinema!) Draco looked down at Hermione a realised why she hadn't spoken in a while, she was asleep. He stroked her hair gently but didn't wake her. But she wasn't really asleep, just 'resting her eyes'.
"You are so lovely" Draco murmured to the 'sleeping' Hermione who had to fight the urge to look at him in shock. Eventually both of them actually fell asleep on Hermione's bed.
A/N There we go, next chappie = kisses! evil cackling oh and when they get back to hogwarts, who should find out first? Please give me your ideas.
Bruises
Chapter 4,
"Hello?" Ron answered the telephone, having got the hang of not shouting down the phone anymore.
"Ron? Ron it's Hermione. I need to talk to your dad, it's kinda urgent" Hermione said.
"Ok, well wait a minute" Ron said. "DAD!" he shouted. Mr Weasley came into the kitchen. "Hermione wants to speak to you" Ron said, handing the phone over.
"Hello Hermione" Mr Weasleys said happily.
"Mr Weasley. I can't explain everything now but can you please apparate to Littleworth Street in Windsor. I promised Draco I'd get him some help" Hermione said.
"Draco!" Mr Weasley shouted.
"Yes Mr Weasley. Draco's in trouble. Please do this, he's changed" Hermione said.
"Alright Hermione, for you. Where is he again?" Mr Weasley asked, not very enthusiastically.
"Littleworth Street, Windsor. He'll be in or near a phone box" Hermione said, grateful that Mr Weasley had conceded.
"Alright, I'll bring him to yours when I find him" Mr Weasley said before hanging up the phone. Ron was looking at him confused but Mr Weasley just apparated with a pop.
Draco was still in the phone box, but his sobs had ceased and he was now quiet and tired. The pain he was feeling was increasing and he felt sick. He shivered uncontrollably. He closed his eyes and against his better judgement fell asleep.
Mr Weasley apparated onto the road and looked about him and saw a small figure curled up in a ball in a phone booth. He walked over to it and opened the door and looked down at the sleeping form of Draco.
The boy looked awful. His skin was pale and covered in dark bruises and he was shaking. Mr Weasley also noted that his lips were alarmingly blue. He crouched down and picked him up. Draco struggled slightly in his grip but soon calmed down. Mr Weasley awkwardly picked up the boys bag and apparated.
Hermione looked up from her book when she heard a pop downstairs and her mum crying out in shock. She dropped the book and hurried down the stairs to find her mum fussing over the unconscious form of Draco who was laid out on the couch. Hermione gasped at the bruises on his face.
"Hermione, get some blankets. The poor boys freezing" her mother ordered. Hermione ran to the airing cupboard and got out 2 of the thickest blankets and took them to her mother who laid both over Draco.
"What happened to him?" her mother asked.
"His father I think" Hermione said, kneeling Draco and smoothing Draco's hair gently. Hermione mother was getting a damp cloth to lay across the worst of the bruises while Mr Weasley talked to Mr Granger before apparating home.
Hermione gently stroked Draco's cheek, before leaning over and kissing his forehead.
"You're all right now Draco, I'll take care of you" she whispered.
Draco didn't wake for 2 days and in that time he had been moved to the spare room by Hermione's bedroom and changed into some of Mr Grangers pyjama's which were far too big for him. The bruises were starting to fade but his skin was still pale.
The first thing he saw when he woke up was Hermione leaning over him with a wet cloth, cleaning his face.
"Hello" Hermione said smiling. Draco smiled for the first time in a long while and looked around him.
"Where am I?" he asked.
"The spare room in my house. Mr Weasley brought you here, much to Ron's annoyance" Hermione said smiling. Draco laughed.
"Glad I could annoy him" he said weakly. "Is they're anything to eat? Cos I'm starving" Draco asked.
"What is it about you boys, you all think with your stomach!" Hermione joked before leaving the room, grabbing some food in the kitchen and bringing it back up. Draco ate everything she brought up very quickly, leaving Hermione to stare at him.
"Sorry, that was rude. How long have I been out?" Draco asked.
"Just 2 days, we've still got a while left (their half-terms are 1 week long k?). My parents say you can stay here as much as you want. Do you?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, please Hermione, I need a good friend after what father..." Draco whispered, suddenly looking sad. Hermione, without thinking it through first, threw her arms around him and hugged him.
"Of course I'll be your 'good friend' Draco. I already am" she said, before starting to pull back realising what she had done but Draco was holding her just as tightly so she stayed where she was. He buried his face in her frizzy hair and Hermione could feel the tears trickling onto her neck. She held him, and gently rocked him like she had many times before until he let go of her, wiping his red eyes.
"Thanks" he mumbled to her. Hermione smiled.
"Well, now that that bit of melodrama is over, how about a game of chess. I'm afraid it's not wizarding chess but it's the same concept" Hermione said to him. Draco nodded and Hermione got the board from her room and the 2 began to play.
Once Hermione's mum allowed Draco out of bed Hermione took Draco to the cinema and was shocked to find he'd never been to one before. They got seats at the back and coke and popcorn.
"What is this again?" Draco asked, holding up the popcorn.
"Popcorn" Hermione said stuffing a piece in her mouth. "Try a bit." He did and found he liked the sweet taste. He knew about Coca-Cola, it was rather nice for a muggle drink.
"And what are we seeing again?" Draco asked, nodding to the adverts on the screen.
"Pirates of the Caribbean" Hermione said. Draco was about to speak when the lights went down and the film adverts came up, including Lord Of The Rings 3. "God is Orlando Bloom fit" Hermione mumbled, only just loud enough for Draco to hear her.
Draco surprisingly found the film to be very good and Kiera Knightly was very nice. He looked at Hermione and found her staring at Orlando Bloom with a strange look in her eyes. Draco leaned close to her ear.
"I'm guessing you like him." Hermione jumped and turned her head to look at him. Their faces were inches away from each other, too close for comfort. Hermione blushed and turned back to the screen. Draco looked around the audience and saw lot's of boys with their arms around girls, or with girls heads resting on their shoulders. Slowly he put his arm around Hermione's shoulders and was surprised when she didn't jump away, rather snuggled closer to him. Draco decided he liked the cinema very much.
On the Wednesday night the 2 of them were sat in Hermione's room, listening to a CD (Black Eyed Peas) and playing chess, again. Draco was winning, again.
"I don't like this game, Harry's the only one I've ever beaten at it" Hermione complained.
"What about Weasley?" Draco asked.
"He's one of the top players in Gryffindor, I've never even come close to beating him" Hermione said while thinking of her next move. Draco looked around her room. The walls were a very light purple, the carpet a darker shade and the curtains violet. There were four book cases with 3 shelves in each, all packed to the brim with either fictional books like Lord of the Rings or school books, both muggle and wizarding. There was a tv in one corner and a stack of video's by it. One her desk was her CD player and a pile of notebooks, all seemingly full. He'd asked her once what was in them but she'd just answered 'Junk'. He quickly Checkmated her and they packed away the game. "Want to watch a movie?"
"Sure, what do you have?" Draco asked.
"Um, LOTR1, LOTR2, Mulan, Enemy at the Gates, Pearl Harbour, Gladiator" she read the titles going down the pile.
"What's that one about?" Draco asked.
"A roman gladiator, it's rather depressing" Hermione said. "It's good though. I've also got the Mighty Ducks Trilogy."
"Let's watch Gladiator" Draco said. Hermione nodded, slid the box out of the pile and put it in the video player.
"It needs rewinding" Hermione said as she pushed the rewind button before sitting next to Draco with the remote in her hand.
"I never realised how nice you are" Draco commented suddenly. Hermione looked at him surprised.
"Same here, well it wasn't that hard not to see what with you calling me a mudblood" Hermione said.
"About that, I never really meant it, I was just frustrated about my life at home and was trying to please him so he wouldn't...well you know" Draco said, a light blush staining his cheeks. The video clicked as it finished rewinding and Hermione pushed play. "Hermione, are you going out with Weasley?"
"Surprising question but the answers no, he wants to but hasn't asked me yet" Hermione answered.
"How'd you know he want to?"
"It's pretty obvious" Hermione said smiling. Draco laughed nervously. "Why did you want to know?"
"Just wondering" Draco lied. He fancied her. Simple as that. During the last week he'd started to fancy her, really badly. Maybe he'd tell her some day, but not yet, not yet. The movie took his mind off it for a while and Hermione had been right it was sad. He subconsciously put his arm around her again and she leaned into him so that the 2 were snuggled up on her bed. Eventually Hermione's head rested on his shoulder. When the little boy was run over by the horses she turned her head sharply and looked into his shoulder. Draco smiled and touched the back of her head gently. "not scared are you?"
"No, it just looks so realistic" she mumbled. It did look realistic as did all the fight's with blood spraying everywhere and one woman being chopped in half. Hermione again turned her head into his shoulder. Draco chuckled slightly and let her. They let it play right to the end, totally, credit's and all (I do that with everything I watch, including in the cinema!) Draco looked down at Hermione a realised why she hadn't spoken in a while, she was asleep. He stroked her hair gently but didn't wake her. But she wasn't really asleep, just 'resting her eyes'.
"You are so lovely" Draco murmured to the 'sleeping' Hermione who had to fight the urge to look at him in shock. Eventually both of them actually fell asleep on Hermione's bed.
A/N There we go, next chappie = kisses! evil cackling oh and when they get back to hogwarts, who should find out first? Please give me your ideas.