Hermione paused momentarily to glance down at herself. Her skin was raw and red and it was getting pruney. She had scrubbed so hard, part of her skin felt leathery and stung a little. She was so confused and angry; she couldn't understand why this had to happen to her, not when she had had so many hopes and dreams to achieve. She hated herself deeply. It wasn't her fault, she knew, but it was her body that had been raped, and that dirt wouldn't let go of her, clinging everywhere in places she couldn't see. But she felt it creeping over her. Hermione lashed out angrily a last time, before she got up and began to dry herself. She drained the stained water in the tub, feeling a slight bit better to see it disappear down the tiny sinkhole, taking all the dirt with it.
She walked slowly to where her towel was, clutching it tenderly around her, hissing softly as the uneven surface of the blue terry cloth towel brushed against sore skin. Hermione stood in front of the oval mirror, staring at her reflection as she gently cleaned herself, wiping her tears dry every now and then.
She unlocked the doors, and stepped into her room. She found herself feeling intensely troubled and anxious. She didn't know how to hide the bruises and cuts. She didn't know any Medispells to magically heal them or to hide the colored masses completely. The bruises were at least easier to deal with; she could try and apply a concealment charm, a powerful one. She couldn't bear to have anyone ask her questions for she knew she would definitely break down and cry again. As it was, it was hard for her to stop crying once she got started. Suddenly, she remembered of a tube of ointment that her mum had placed in her trunk before she had left. She rushed to the polished wooden trunk and lifted its heavy cover open, flinging her things aside till she finally got her hands on the slim yellow tube. In addition, she spied a box of plasters and grabbed it gratefully.
Carefully, she applied it on each cut or scratch she could see, gritting her teeth in pain. Finishing up quickly, Hermione proceeded to stick on a plaster over each one, feeling satisfied that with her robes, no one would see the obvious long strips over her arms and legs. She glanced into the mirror and panicked once more. Her face! How would she cover it? For one thing, there was a long thin scratch on the left cheek, smack right in the middle of a purplish blue bruise. On the right side, slightly above her temple, was a fresh dark blue-black from slipping in the tub. She couldn't patch up her whole face! She gave a little scream, pacing up and down briskly. Deciding what was best, she said a concealment charm, pointing her wand to the bruises.
It worked and she looked more like normal, but those patches on her face were a little discolored. She smoothed on ointment on the scratch and stuck on a plaster. She would just have to give an excuse for that. There was nothing more she could do, not being a Mediwitch or anything.
Then she randomly picked out a long black robe that was slightly bigger than her usual size. She got dressed quickly and pulled her wavy hair up in a ponytail, with a few resolute curls peeking out here and there. A flash of brilliance occurred to her and she grabbed the flesh-colored foundation and powder lying on her dresser, one of the few make-ups she owned. She smoothened out some of the liquid foundation with a steady hand as possible and brushed on the pinkish powder. She sighed resignedly, though feeling better now than she had all morning. She looked all right, and she would even go as far as to say that she looked positively healthy. The pink powder added a good healthy glow.
Hermione picked up her books and held them in the crook of her arm. She trembled for a moment, feeling very weak and she gripped her elbow with her other hand. She slung her back on her shoulder and reached gingerly for the brass doorknob.
She twisted it open and pulled back the door, before gasping loudly in shock, stumbling back into her room as she met face to face with the sneering glare of Draco Malfoy.