Chapter Five: Begging, Ignoring and More Fights
It was a week since Dumbledore had given Draco and Hermione their ultimatum and so far they had kept their promise, no insults, sarcastic comments or hurtful gestures had been directed from one to the other. Hermione was getting desperate; she knew that if she didn't help Draco soon he would implode from his own feelings, they would eat at him from the inside until he couldn't take it anymore. She didn't know how much longer he could cope with his anguish and so she was desperate to gain his trust so he would have someone to talk to.
"Draco, can I talk to you?" She said as he finally entered the common room at 9:30, she had been waiting there for two hours for hi to reappear. He had been doing an extremely good job at ignoring her for the past week and she hated it.
"Sorry, too tired" He said and walked straight through to his bedroom and leaving her alone in the common room once more.
She sighed and went up to her own bedroom, 'He is impossible'
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As the bright morning sunlight moved onto her face, she woke and when she realised why the sun was flooding her four-poster cursed herself for not shutting the curtains. She turned over and looked at the clock and seeing that it was only 6:45 cursed again before getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom, there was no way she would get back to sleep again. When she entered she saw that Draco was tiredly walking in through his door.
He grunted and walked back out again, not wanting a confrontation, there was no way in hell he would lose that badge when he worked so hard for it.
"Draco, Draco", Hermione ran towards him, but before she had got to his door, it was slammed shut.
She cursed to herself for the third time that morning, before having a shower, when she got out Draco was still locked in his room so she knocked on his door and yelled that the bathroom was free.
She then went back to her on room to get ready for the day.
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When Hermione got back into the common room that evening she put a locking spell on his door before settling herself at her desk and started on the mountain of homework that she had somehow let build up. She had done Binns foot and a half essay on her choice of goblin rebellions and had started McGonagall's Transfiguration essay when she heard the portrait open. She waited numbly for the reaction that would come any second. She glanced up and saw Draco staring at her lividly from the doorway.
"Don't just stand there come in" She said welcomely.
"Open my door now Granger" He said coldly
"Not until you talk to me" She replied.
"No" He said turning away, "I'll sleep on the couch"
"Please Draco", she started, "I'm begging you, I can help you, I haven't told anyone what you told me, I can help you, I haven't had the perfect life you think I have"
He turned for a moment, he was about to walk away when curiosity got the better of him.
"What d'you mean by that" He spat.
"My father used to beat my mother and last year my baby sister died in a car crash, I haven't got the best past either"
"Y-You have no idea" Draco yelled as his anger welled up.
"You think I don't have horrors in my past, I obviously didn't mention that my own father almost killed my mother and that I was the driver of the car that crashed into a truck which killed my own little sister" She said before tears tumbled down her face. She ran over to the door and slammed it in his face.
He was left standing there stupidly. Angrily he stalked off and marched around the corridors looking for people to tell off. He had no idea that Granger had had a hard life. He had been too wrapped up in his own past to think about anyone else. He hadn't even imagined that Granger had horrors in her life, she was so innocent and perfect how could she have had a bad childhood?