Tiredness fuels empty thoughts
I find myself disposed
Brightness fills empty space
In search of inspiration
Harder now with higher speed
Washing in on top of me
So I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
When I'm down, down, down.

" Sod off Harry." Hermione said through gritted teeth as she pushed through the boy and his friends on the way to lunch on a Monday afternoon. The obnoxious boy had been cat calling to Hermione throughout the history of magic class.

He sat next to her that day.

" Why Hermione, why should I sod off? That's not what you said that night you know." The raven haired boy spat. His friends laughed from behind.

She bit back tears. She also considered the options of lunging herself at him, ripping his eyes out or tearing his balls off and feeding them to Mrs. Norris.

She did know how long she was silent, probably only a couple seconds. But within those seconds, which seemed endless, she gripped the last amount of courage inside her and said the best thing that came to mind.

"No Harry, I guess I was just too surprised at how small it was. You know?" she said brazenly. Harry's eyes glittered for a moment, with something that Hermione hadn't seen in a long time.

But it was gone within seconds.

Those green eyes went back to the malevolence that had plagued it for the past five months and the hope that had come into Hermione's heart left.

"You always did have a sharp tongue Hermione. The clever little witch." Harry said falsely as he quickly pulled out his wand and pointed it at Hermione's face.

Gryffindor bravery surged within her veins at that moment. In the face of peril, her courage came to the surface, no matter how broken and beaten she was. She quirked an eyebrow as her hand went to her pocket for her weapon; her wand. Harry just smirked back.

She no longer was going to be tortured by this man anymore. But before she could even get her wand out.

" Ahem."

Both perpetrators turned at the familiar noise that sounded so much like the former Hogwarts high Inquisitor.

It was just Malfoy.

" What do you want?" both asked.

"Professor Dumbledore wishes to see Granger." Malfoy said quickly, eyeing the situation. To him, it looked like Potter was about to curse Hermione. And it seemed that the girl had not even attempted to move. Stupid Gryffindor cow.

"Oh yes, just give me a second." Harry said cheekily before he set his eyes back on the young woman in front of him. She still hadn't moved an inch, and stared him straight in the eye.

" Actually no. It seemed rather urgent." Harry gave him an exasperated look. " Oh believe me, I would love to watch you two hex each other into oblivion. But I have a duty. And I promise that as soon as we're done you two can go back to killing each other. I'll even be around this time to enjoy the show." He said sarcastically.

Harry dropped his wand and Hermione turned quickly towards the blond boy. They walked silently towards the headmaster's office. Hermione could still feel Harry's harsh gaze at her back.

Malfoy grabbed her forearm to stop the small girl from actually entering the office.

"Malfoy?" She surveyed him harshly.

"Do you want to hear something funny?" The blond boy asked proudly.

"No." she said quickly was she went for the office entrance.

"Well I sure do. Well anyways, the headmaster never sent for us."

"What—why?" she sputtered.

"I thought it would be funny to fool you." He said bluntly

"You're impossible!" she yelled.

"I think the words 'amazing' Granger. Not impossible." He said dryly.

"Did you not see that I was in a situation?" She pointed down the hallway.

"Yes, a very sticky situation. That I'm sure I saved you from." He said proudly.

Rain it wets muddy roads
I find myself exposed
Tapping doors, but irritate
In search of destination
Harder now with higher speed

She stalked towards him quickly. Her face was in his, her eyes blazing with anger and her hair seemed to crackle with newfound electricity. "I don't need saving Malfoy. If anything, its you who needs the saving." She said through clenched teeth.

"What? I need saving? I'm not the one who's slashing their skin every time someone makes a rash remark towards me." He said quickly.

His words seemed to sting her, for her eyes widened and her skin blushed. " I don't need saving." She said softly.

"Sure you don't." He said sarcastically.

"I don't." She said, sounding as if she was trying to reassure herself. She was on the verge of tears.

He stared at her for a second, her shoulders hunched, and eyes dead. She was beaten; it was finally out there for all to hear or at least him, that she had a problem.

She probably was denying it the whole time.

"He's not worth it Granger. Not even worth your time." He said finally.

"What do you know? Huh, what do you know what I'm worth. Maybe I do deserve this." She stared at the ground, as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"You don't."

"Shut up. I do." She turned to him, and yelled, eyes frantically searching his.

"You don't." he said simply.

"I do." She whimpered.

"I don't know what to say, Granger, to make you believe me."

"There's nothing you can say."

" I'm sure there's nothing. The longer your on this 'woe is me' kick, the longer I have to suffer." As soon as that came out of his mouth, he knew he shouldn't have said that.

"You insufferable little shit! Did it ever occur to you Malfoy that being an obnoxious little twit only makes you look like your compensating for something…" she spat at him contemptuously.

And while his comment before was a little harsh, her comment had hit waay below the belt. Here he was being nice and…Maybe he should keep his mouth shut and walk away.

Too late…

" Why are you always such a bitch Hermione, I was just being nice to you? Were you like this with Potter also? No wonder he broke your heart…" He shot back venomously

Her eyes widened, unshed tears becoming more apparent at their stressed state. "You're an asshole." She said softly before she turned and walked away.

He shouldn't have said that.

Washing in on top of me
So I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
When I'm down, down, down.

A?N this is my last chapter for a while. The dreaded moving date is tomorrow and I am very upset and sad about leaving my friends.

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