Hermione awoke the next morning still in Draco's arms. She felt a tear escape from her eye and run down her cheek. She wanted to forget everything that had happened with Harry and she thought that sleeping with Draco would fix it. Yes, she loved him more than anything in the world but that didn't help the fact that she had hurt herself in the process. She felt the same hurt after Harry had broken her. She remembered that day well...

Flashback

Hermione was in a jeep with Harry. They had been going out for four and a half months. Hermione's mother was driving them back to her house; Harry was spending the a few days with Hermione before school started. Harry was watching Hermione look at the window at the world passing her by, her hair blowing softly in the wind, he smiled and reached for her hand. They were a few miles away from Hermione's house but her mother had to stop for gas. Harry got out of the car and claimed he needed to use the restroom. Hermione thought nothing of it and kept staring off into space at a cloud as if it held all the answers to her problems with the world.

Hermione's mother got back into the car and they sat and waited on Harry to get back. A few moments later Harry hopped back into the car with a strange grin on his face and he gave a wink to Hermione. The jeep started back up and a few minutes later they were at Hermione's house.

Hermione's house was very simple. It had a recreation room in the basement with a futon, TV, stereo, bathroom, laundry room, and closet. The top floor had the kitchen, dining room, family room, and three bedrooms. Hermione and Harry went down to the basement and sat on the futon.

Harry started to kiss Hermione passionately and got one of his hands anywhere he could. Hermione was too lost in the moment to notice Harry undoing his pants. Harry pulled away and stared at Hermione.

"You know I love you more than anything but there's one thing I want you to do to prove that you really love me" Harry said.

"What do you want me to do Harry? I've given you all the love I ever could." Hermione stated, puzzled as to what Harry wanted.

"I thought you were the smart one Hermione" Harry said quietly. "But you're really just another stupid whore." Harry raised his voice slightly, "You haven't given me your innocence. You haven't given me your purity. I want to break you; I want you to give me your body."

"I'm not ready to do something like that, Harry, I'm not old enough."

But Harry didn't care about what Hermione was ready for. Harry pulled a role of duck tape out of one of his pockets and taped Hermione's mouth. Harry then grabbed Hermione's wrists and pulled her up, as she struggled, he duck taped her wrists together and then taped them to the arm of the futon. He did her feet in the same fashion with a little more effort. Harry pushed Hermione's skirt up and pushed aside her panties, he had put a condom on in the bathroom at the gas station; he shoved into Hermione as hard and fast as he could. Hermione was too far gone to realize what was happening until she felt the pain; at that point all reality had come crashing back into her mind. She tried to scream, but it was muffled by the tape. She realized then that there was no way to get away, all she could do was lie there and take it.

Harry finished within ten minutes, but those ten felt like an eternity to Hermione. Harry got off of Hermione, disposed of the condom, and looked at Hermione. Tears were welling up in her eyes but she refused to cry.

Harry bent down and whispered into Hermione's ear, "If you say anything about this to anyone I will make you wish you'd never been born."

End Flashback

That had been the morning of their return to Hogwarts a year ago. She had lost it all not long after Draco had saved her; but he had found her in the prefects' bathroom after Harry had raped her yet again. He had found her lying, bleeding, on the cold stone floor. He found her with bruises in places that didn't make sense to him. She had bruises in between her thighs, on her wrists, on her ribs, and on her face. She looked like she had been raped and beaten. Draco loved Hermione, that's why he had set her free. He wrapped her body up, made it invisible, and led it to a smaller version of the room of requirement.

Draco had taken care of Hermione and healed all her bruises. She told him everything. After that they became closer.

Hermione loved Draco but she was afraid that he would turn out to be like Harry. Hermione got up and walked over to the couch. She picked up on of the cushions and found her journal. She wrote...

Alone in the dark,

I wonder.

The prophets died alone,

Withering in their tombs.

The desolate plain and withered trees,

Is all that I may see.

Death surrounds me,

The world is dark and cold.

There's no one to turn to,

There's no where left to hide.

Standing on a lone rock,

The gentle wind whips through my hair.

Silent tears fall from Jade eyes,

Mingling with blood on the black marble stone.

Beaten like a slave,

Raped like a whore,

Dead like a vampire.

The silver dress that shields her skin,

Ripped and torn to rags.

I'm left for dead in this barren place.

Hermione returned her journal to its hiding place and went back to Draco's side. She sat next Draco and started to beat herself up for all the mistakes she had made. Every time she thought about her mistakes she wanted to die because she knew she deserved every single one of them because they were all her fault.

Hermione got back up and went into the bathroom. She opened her hidden blade cabinet. She plugged up the drain in the sink and ran some warm water. She got a wash cloth and sat down on the sink looking into her tiny hidden cabinet behind the mirror. She picked out one of her favorite blades and looked at her shoulders in the mirror. She started to cut, slowly at first then more violently. Once she decided she couldn't take anymore pain she took the washcloth, dipped it into the water and cleaned her cuts.

Hermione went back into the room changed her shirt and returned back to bed where she fell back to sleep, hoping the world would all go away.