Diet Cola
A/N: I would have said "Diet coke" because that's what I meant but I figure people might take it the wrong way and think I'm referring to like cocaine. So cola works, I guess.
Disclaimer: read it, I think its pretty damn clear what I own and what I don't.
Chapter One: Nutzend sie aus
Hermione sat in her relatively uncomfortable seat aboard the Hogwarts express with a notebook on her lap underneath a thick book. She stared out the window resting one hand on the books in protection and listened dispassionately to Harry and Ron's conversation about Voldemort's defeat.
Something was bothering Hermione and any dim-witted freak would have noticed but Harry and Ron did not.
Voldemort had been defeated just before school had ended last year. No one knew who had destroyed him except Hermione. She had rid the world of him. Harry had come moments after she had killed him and she apperated away. She knew what Harry would have said, had he known that it was her.
She put the thick book into her bag and took out a quill and ink and began writing while Ron and Harry continued talking not taking notice to her.
She continued writing for quite a while until it started raining. She looked outside and enjoyed the pitter-patter the rain made against the window. It usually calmed her down. But not today.
"Look, it's raining, innit?" she said, not that Harry or Ron heard her or noticed she was talking to them. She rolled he eyes and sighed rather loudly and any normal person would have at least NOW realized something was wrong. She put all her stuff away, picked up her bag, stood up, stomped out of the compartment just as Harry yelled "can I have your potions homework to copy" and she slammed the glass door so hard the glass broke.
Harry looked at the door, or what was left of it, and said, "What the hell is her deal" and he looked at Ron who was having trouble and said, "Forget it." Ron laughed stupidly.
Hermione stormed away from them looking for an empty compartment. She came to one at the end of the train and she sat down inside. She put her bag down and looked out the window at the falling rain. She heard footsteps and loud voices so she peered out to the corridor and saw Harry and Ron poked into Lavender and Parvati's compartment. Obviously, they didn't give shit about her; they were talking to their flaming girlfriends.
She heard them talking as loud as they fucking could and she decided to see if they knew she still existed. She stood up and looked out into the corridor and saw the still hanging inside that wretched car. So she took a deep breath and screamed as loud and she possibly could and then began yelling "Ron, Harry HELP ME!!!!!!!!!! HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!" and she let out another piercing scream.
She sat back down and took out her notebook.
'Holy shit! Harry and Ron are clueless. They are only friends with me because I spend all my free time in the library and I help them with homework. They take advantage of me, they use me. I am so fucking tired of it!!!!!!!!!'
She wrote and realized she needed more ink.
She took a razor blade out of her bag and drew it across her finger. She watched the blood form where the razor had just been and she then stuck her finger over the opening in the jar. She bled into the jar. When it was nearly full she stuck her finger in her mouth to stop it from bleeding. She then glanced at her watch.
*10 minutes, I dunno, I say 25 more minutes. *
Just then she heard footsteps again, coming down the passage. Her compartment door opened to reveal none other than Draco flippin Malfoy.
"What do you want Malfoy?"
"Let me think about that one" he started sarcastically "you scream your head of like someone if fucking killing you, figured I OUGHT to come and see if you were dead or something." He smirked.
She looked at him with a hint of fury in her eyes. "Gee thanks Malfoy, come to see if I was dead eh? Lovely innit?," she rolled her eyes and continued "sorry to burst your bloody bubble but I'm not dead, not yet anyways, though it does sound like a good idea, I'm thinking about it Malfoy."
He shrugged and said "prefects meeting, Granger, don't forget." He then turned and left.
She checked her watch and thought *20 minutes since I screamed*
She picked up her notebook and continued writing.
'I wish I could die! I feel so alone in this world. Sometimes I bleed just to know I'm alive. I wish I had just one friend in this God-awful world. A friend that didn't use me. I don't even think my parents give a damn about me. Oh damn this life is fucked up. Malfoy was just here. He came to check if I was dead yet. Lovely innit? Screw this. Its sixth year. And I'm a prefect.'
She sighed and checked her watch as the compartment door opened. *30 minutes*. She looked up to see Harry and Ron entering her compartment.
"Hermione.." Harry said slowly.
"OH SNAP you can see me now? Come to see if I was dead yet? Sorry Hun, hate to kill your spirit but I MUST congratulate you both. You made the record for 'slowest quote unquote friends to help a friend in need'." She put her thumbs up and smiled sarcastically.
Harry and Ron looked clueless. "Uh.. What??? Are you ok Mione?"
"Don't call me that," she said coldly.
They stood staring for a moment until Hermione picked up her notebook and kept writing.
Harry and Ron stood obliviously until Harry said "Mion..Hermione, can you help me with the potions assignment?"
She looked up and said "NO WAY IN HELL!!!" she looked at the guys standing there and Hermione stood up and said to them "get.the.hell.out.of.my.face."
Harry and Ron FINALLY took a hint and backed slowly out of the compartment.
Hermione sat back down and Harry and Ron came back.
"Come on Hermione, let me cope your homework" Harry said popping his head in the compartment.
"You always let us copy Mione" Ron said, he took hanging into her compartment.
"Don't call me that and NO!!!!!"
Harry and Ron sighed and said "pleeeeeeeeeeeease"
Hermione yelled "NO!"
They once more retreated from the compartment. Hermione sighed and tears began falling down her cheeks.
She took the razor back out of her bag and cried to herself. She took the razor, pushed away her sleeve and drew it across her wrist.
Just then, Malfoy walked in. "DAMN GRANGER WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING???" he near yelled.
"None of your business," she said watching her wrist. "What do you want Malfoy?"
"Can I sit in here?"
"Whatever"
Draco sat down across from Hermione both staring out the window. Hermione had now pushed her sleeve back down and was gripping it in her palm. Occasional tears ran down her face.
Draco finally spoke
"So uh.. what's with the clothes?" he asked her.
She was clad in baggy black pants and a black long sleeved shirt with a skull on it. She had dyed her hair black and wore black eyeliner and mascara.
"What?"
"Um yea, one word. Gothic"
"Lovely, innit?" she said to him sarcastically smiling.
"Depends on your definition of 'lovely'" he said
"Leave me alone Draco." She said playing with the razor on her palm/
"Stop it granger, why are you doing that?"
She looked up at him devilishly and said morbidly "its fun"
A/N: by the way if you're not Dutch Nutzend sie aus means- taking advantage of her. LoL
A/N: I would have said "Diet coke" because that's what I meant but I figure people might take it the wrong way and think I'm referring to like cocaine. So cola works, I guess.
Disclaimer: read it, I think its pretty damn clear what I own and what I don't.
Chapter One: Nutzend sie aus
Hermione sat in her relatively uncomfortable seat aboard the Hogwarts express with a notebook on her lap underneath a thick book. She stared out the window resting one hand on the books in protection and listened dispassionately to Harry and Ron's conversation about Voldemort's defeat.
Something was bothering Hermione and any dim-witted freak would have noticed but Harry and Ron did not.
Voldemort had been defeated just before school had ended last year. No one knew who had destroyed him except Hermione. She had rid the world of him. Harry had come moments after she had killed him and she apperated away. She knew what Harry would have said, had he known that it was her.
She put the thick book into her bag and took out a quill and ink and began writing while Ron and Harry continued talking not taking notice to her.
She continued writing for quite a while until it started raining. She looked outside and enjoyed the pitter-patter the rain made against the window. It usually calmed her down. But not today.
"Look, it's raining, innit?" she said, not that Harry or Ron heard her or noticed she was talking to them. She rolled he eyes and sighed rather loudly and any normal person would have at least NOW realized something was wrong. She put all her stuff away, picked up her bag, stood up, stomped out of the compartment just as Harry yelled "can I have your potions homework to copy" and she slammed the glass door so hard the glass broke.
Harry looked at the door, or what was left of it, and said, "What the hell is her deal" and he looked at Ron who was having trouble and said, "Forget it." Ron laughed stupidly.
Hermione stormed away from them looking for an empty compartment. She came to one at the end of the train and she sat down inside. She put her bag down and looked out the window at the falling rain. She heard footsteps and loud voices so she peered out to the corridor and saw Harry and Ron poked into Lavender and Parvati's compartment. Obviously, they didn't give shit about her; they were talking to their flaming girlfriends.
She heard them talking as loud as they fucking could and she decided to see if they knew she still existed. She stood up and looked out into the corridor and saw the still hanging inside that wretched car. So she took a deep breath and screamed as loud and she possibly could and then began yelling "Ron, Harry HELP ME!!!!!!!!!! HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!" and she let out another piercing scream.
She sat back down and took out her notebook.
'Holy shit! Harry and Ron are clueless. They are only friends with me because I spend all my free time in the library and I help them with homework. They take advantage of me, they use me. I am so fucking tired of it!!!!!!!!!'
She wrote and realized she needed more ink.
She took a razor blade out of her bag and drew it across her finger. She watched the blood form where the razor had just been and she then stuck her finger over the opening in the jar. She bled into the jar. When it was nearly full she stuck her finger in her mouth to stop it from bleeding. She then glanced at her watch.
*10 minutes, I dunno, I say 25 more minutes. *
Just then she heard footsteps again, coming down the passage. Her compartment door opened to reveal none other than Draco flippin Malfoy.
"What do you want Malfoy?"
"Let me think about that one" he started sarcastically "you scream your head of like someone if fucking killing you, figured I OUGHT to come and see if you were dead or something." He smirked.
She looked at him with a hint of fury in her eyes. "Gee thanks Malfoy, come to see if I was dead eh? Lovely innit?," she rolled her eyes and continued "sorry to burst your bloody bubble but I'm not dead, not yet anyways, though it does sound like a good idea, I'm thinking about it Malfoy."
He shrugged and said "prefects meeting, Granger, don't forget." He then turned and left.
She checked her watch and thought *20 minutes since I screamed*
She picked up her notebook and continued writing.
'I wish I could die! I feel so alone in this world. Sometimes I bleed just to know I'm alive. I wish I had just one friend in this God-awful world. A friend that didn't use me. I don't even think my parents give a damn about me. Oh damn this life is fucked up. Malfoy was just here. He came to check if I was dead yet. Lovely innit? Screw this. Its sixth year. And I'm a prefect.'
She sighed and checked her watch as the compartment door opened. *30 minutes*. She looked up to see Harry and Ron entering her compartment.
"Hermione.." Harry said slowly.
"OH SNAP you can see me now? Come to see if I was dead yet? Sorry Hun, hate to kill your spirit but I MUST congratulate you both. You made the record for 'slowest quote unquote friends to help a friend in need'." She put her thumbs up and smiled sarcastically.
Harry and Ron looked clueless. "Uh.. What??? Are you ok Mione?"
"Don't call me that," she said coldly.
They stood staring for a moment until Hermione picked up her notebook and kept writing.
Harry and Ron stood obliviously until Harry said "Mion..Hermione, can you help me with the potions assignment?"
She looked up and said "NO WAY IN HELL!!!" she looked at the guys standing there and Hermione stood up and said to them "get.the.hell.out.of.my.face."
Harry and Ron FINALLY took a hint and backed slowly out of the compartment.
Hermione sat back down and Harry and Ron came back.
"Come on Hermione, let me cope your homework" Harry said popping his head in the compartment.
"You always let us copy Mione" Ron said, he took hanging into her compartment.
"Don't call me that and NO!!!!!"
Harry and Ron sighed and said "pleeeeeeeeeeeease"
Hermione yelled "NO!"
They once more retreated from the compartment. Hermione sighed and tears began falling down her cheeks.
She took the razor back out of her bag and cried to herself. She took the razor, pushed away her sleeve and drew it across her wrist.
Just then, Malfoy walked in. "DAMN GRANGER WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING???" he near yelled.
"None of your business," she said watching her wrist. "What do you want Malfoy?"
"Can I sit in here?"
"Whatever"
Draco sat down across from Hermione both staring out the window. Hermione had now pushed her sleeve back down and was gripping it in her palm. Occasional tears ran down her face.
Draco finally spoke
"So uh.. what's with the clothes?" he asked her.
She was clad in baggy black pants and a black long sleeved shirt with a skull on it. She had dyed her hair black and wore black eyeliner and mascara.
"What?"
"Um yea, one word. Gothic"
"Lovely, innit?" she said to him sarcastically smiling.
"Depends on your definition of 'lovely'" he said
"Leave me alone Draco." She said playing with the razor on her palm/
"Stop it granger, why are you doing that?"
She looked up at him devilishly and said morbidly "its fun"
A/N: by the way if you're not Dutch Nutzend sie aus means- taking advantage of her. LoL