Steal a Dragons Heart

Disclaimer: I am only 14 and still in school so I only own the plot. I do not own any of the lovely characters J.K. Rowling created. (Although I really wish I did.)

Small Summary: Even though Hermione puts on the perfect persona at school her life is a living hell. Her stepfather abuses her and her mother is no help at all, drinking away her problems. When one summer Hermione is raped all the faith she has left in the world disappears and she returns to school a changed person. The most unexpected person helps to pull her out of this, Draco Malfoy.

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Draco strutted into the Three Leaky Cauldron and went up to the counter to order a butterbeer. His parents had gone away on a 'romantic holiday' to Paris and left him to stay at one of the fancy inns in Diagon Alley. He paid and grabbed his butterbeer and went to go sit down when a familiar figure caught his eye. Sitting at the corner table hunched over an empty mug of butterbeer was Hermione Granger. Her hair was in disarray but, surprisingly, not frizzy and her chocolate brown eyes were puffy and red.

'She must have been crying.' He thought 'She and Weasel probably got together and he just broken it off with her.' But then just as he was about to take a seat away from her he saw her pull back the sleeve of her robe and run her delicate finger over a number of bruises, cuts and scars. 'Merlin' thought Draco 'she's definitely had it rough.' Then he noticed she also had a black eye and a long red cut on her cheek.

His conscience got the better of him and he walked over and sat down opposite her, putting a hand on her arm.

"Hermione," he whispered, "Come with me. I'll get you cleaned up".

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Hermione sat in the Leaky Cauldron finishing off her 5th butterbeer. 'That's the last one' She thought, though she knew she would need another soon. She reached up her quivering hand and ran her fingers threw her messy hair. 'Should have brushed it' she thought again. 'Why did he do this to me? Why didn't mum help? Why does life have to be so unfair! What did I do to deserve it?' She considered and she rolled back one of her sleeves and ran a finger over the bruises, cuts and scars that arranged themselves there. Then she gasped as she felt a hand on her arm and looked up to see the last person she expected.

"Hermione, come with me. I'll get you cleaned up," whispered Draco Malfoy.

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Hermione sat perched on the edge of the bath, only wearing a singlet and some extremely short shorts. Draco Malfoy had a soft cloth in his hand and was slowly cleaning up some of the cuts she had. He looked up and saw that Hermione's eyes were full of confusion. He raised one eye brow and asked " What's the matter?"

Hermione's bottom lip quivered and she whispered "Why are you being so nice?"

He whispered back "No one deserves this. Not even a friend of Potter's."

Hermione burst into tears and hid her face in her hands, turning away from him. He looked at her heaving back and then, to the surprise of both of them, wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. She swiveled around and hugged him back, resting her head on his chest. "Thank you for doing this even though you hate me." She whispered softly.

They stayed like that until he heard he breathing slow and he took her over to his bed and tucked her in so she could sleep. Then he wrote a note for her.

Hermione,

I've gone to Diagon Alley to buy me books. I thought I'd get your aswell while I'm out. You don't have to pay me back. If you feel like coming out I'll probably be in the book store but I'm not sure we should be seen together.

Be back in 2 hours

Draco

Then he grabbed his backpack and walked out the door.

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A/N: Just a small note saying thanks for the reviews! Yes I know, poor Hermione. Don't worry I'm pretty sure J.K. Rowling would never write anything quite so…morbid!