Hermione stared at the badge lying neatly next to her hairbrush. She had done it. It had been her goal. And she had achieved it like she always knew that she would. But somehow it didn't seem right. So what! She thought. Hermione threw herself onto her bed and buried her face in her pillows. Taking in a deep breath she suddenly felt suffocated.
Hermione had two options one she could cut herself and two she could go for a walk. Hermione didn't feel much like walking so sliding her hand under her pillow she pulled out the razor and rolled onto her back. Smiling she made a quick slash into her skin and winced in pain.
Allowing a tear and smile for each drop of blood that hit her blanket. A soft melodic pounding reached her ears and Hermione quickly put her razor away.
"Scougrify!" she muttered. Within an instant the blood vanished from her blanket. Just as she was pulling on her shoes Parvati walked through the door.
"Hey!" she said as Hermione placed her hand on the door knob "Congratulations on making Head Girl!"
"Thanks!" Hermione replied.
Once Hermione was out of the way of peoples eyes she ran. Running was her way of letting her brain know that something was wrong. Soon Hermione came to an empty hallway and slowed her running to a stop. She began to walk down the empty hallway finally alone...or so she thought
Draco stared at her walking down the hallway from a broom closet. He loved her so much but she was oblivious to the fact that he loved her so. Why are things so complicated? he thought.
Today he was going to make her talk. Today he was going to finally keep his promise of "tomorrow". As Hermione neared his hiding place he stuck out a hand and pulled her into the broom closet. Pressing her body up against the wall he kissed so passionately that his heartbeat faster and slower at the same time.
"I love you, Hermione!" he said.
Still Hermione said nothing.
"Talk to me god damn it!" he yelled at her.
Still Hermione said nothing.
"Fine!" he said walking towards the door. "Fine!" he repeated.
Soft as a whisper he heard "Help me, Draco!"
Draco turned around and stared at her transfixed. "Help you with what?" he asked her.
Hermione's eyes glossed over and her mouth hung open.
"I wished that he would go to hell...but in my heart...I knew...that hell would not have him."