Hermione woke with a start, sat bolt upright, and stared at a blurry Draco. Her eyes adjusted and Draco looked over at her. She weakly smiled at him and laid back down on the bed. She whispered a small thanks to him and got ready for the questions.

"Hermione, where did all of these bruises come from?" Draco asked.

Hermione sighed and looked him straight in the eyes. "I have a secret to tell you... Harry has been getting drunk out of his mind after lessons are over and busting into my room to rape me." A silent tear streamed down her face.

Draco looked shocked. "You need to tell the headmaster about this. Dumbledore can fix this...somehow."

"Dumbledore is a great man and can fix a lot but he can't fix mental damages." Hermione said meekly.

Draco knew she was right but if something wasn't done then Potter would never stop doing this to her.

"I deserve this, you know. Somewhere in my life I must have done something wrong to make it so I deserve this. I want to die because I know I can't go back to the way I was. I-I never t-thought that this c-could happen to me." Hermione cried. She curled into a ball, dug her fingernails into her scalp and screamed as loud and hard as she could. She tried with all her strength to scream out all the pain she felt, all the anguish. But she knew that no matter how loud or how hard she could never make the pain stop. She would have to heal over time and she knew it. She knew she could never ignore what had happened to her. She was like a scared child in a maze made for adults; trying so hard to put the pieces of the puzzle, which was missing pieces, back together.

"Hermione you don't deserve any of this." Draco stated quietly.

Hermione closed her eyes. Everything was all wrong. She was so confused. She felt like she had dug a whole that no one could dig her out of, but she knew Draco was trying. She needed help but she didn't know who to believe or who to trust anymore.

"I'll go to the headmaster tomorrow morning if you'll go with me." Hermione stated. "But I want to sleep here tonight and maybe for a little while I can go get some of my stuff tomorrow after I talk to Dumbledore and I can camp out here until this thing with Harry can be dealt with properly."

Draco nodded in agreement and told her that he would stay here with her. It was Friday night they had all weekend to deal with all of this. Draco would stay the night to protect her and be there to talk if she needed it.

There was a hanging mirror on the wall that Hermione had just noticed. She got up balled her hand into a fist and punched at her reflection until the mirror was so distorted that the spider crakes made her look even worse than before.

Hermione lay back down on the bed and looked over at Draco. She wished that he would hold her until she fell asleep. She didn't want to dream tonight. She didn't want to fall and drown like she always did. She was about to ask Draco to hold her when he wrapped an arm around her side and laid next to her with her head on his chest.

Hermione fell asleep almost instantly, but she still dreamed. She was walking down a hallway with a glass floor that made you feel like you were walking above a drop. The walls of the hallway was lined with moving pictures of her past, present, and future but suddenly the floor cracked like a mirror and she fell through into nothingness until she hit the water. She forgot how to swim and so she drowned and woke up to the sound of Draco's heart.

Draco had been there the whole time. He was taking care of her right when she needed some one the most. He looked so innocent and beautiful. She placed a soft kiss on his forehead and looked at the clock on the table next to the bed. The clock read 5:30 AM. She had a few hours before she had to go talk to Dumbledore. She decided to take a shower.

She entered the bathroom that looked like her own but was green and gold instead of red and gold. She grabbed a towel hung it over the shower door and turned on the water. She got undressed and let the water beat on her. She sat on the floor of the shower with her hair draped over her knees and the water beating straight down on her. She knew what she wanted to do but she was going to wait to see how things would turn out for her first.

Draco woke to the sound of the running water. Hermione was gone from his side and he got worried, 'what if she tries to kill herself'? He walked silently into the bathroom and opened the shower door to find a naked Hermione washing her hair. Hermione took one look at him and he turned away muttering a small sorry. She grabbed his arm.

It had been a while since she realized that she loved him. She realized that she had loved him ever since he saved her. He looked at her hand and let his eyes wander up her arm and to her naked body. He loved the way she looked, the way her hair draped over her shoulders, the way she was beautiful even with the bruises that he could take away with a wave of his wand.

Draco took her hand and a wash cloth, rolled up his sleeves, and finished the job Hermione had started. He dried her off and she told him where to find her common room and the password to it so that he could go get her some clothes.

Draco walked down the halls to the portrait of a sinister looking Goth girl who had black hair, a black top hat, white gloves, and was holding a black wand.

"Password", the portrait of Emily the Strange asked.

"dreams", said Draco.

Harry was asleep on the couch in the common room. He heard Draco come in and looked up hoping it was Hermione. Harry was enraged when it turned out to be Draco.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU FUCKING DOING HERE MALFOY? WHERE THE FUCK IS HERMIONE?" Harry yelled at the platinum blonde Slytherin.

"From now on Potter things will be very different. You will never touch Hermione again. She doesn't belong to you. She wants to be with me now." Draco stated in his drawing voice adding a sneer to the whole deal.

"She's my bitch who are you to say that she belongs to you? She's my whore and you can't stop me from claiming what's mine. You can go tell that fool of a headmaster whatever you want but he'll believe me over you any day."

"Potter get out of my way before I'm forced to hurt you."

Draco was punched with a considerable force right in the ribs. He retaliated right away by a blow to Harry's head, knocking the-boy-who-live unconscious. Draco ran to Hermione's room and got her stuff. Within ten minutes he was back in Hermione and his private room.

Hermione was ready to go twenty minutes after Draco brought her her clothes. Hermione led the way to the headmaster's office. She gave the password "Blood Pops" and they went up the stairs. Hermione knocked on the door and it was answered by a tiered looking Dumbledore still in his night shirt and cap.