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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The next morning Hermione walked through Kings Cross Station and immediately went through the barrier. She was a little anxious to find out who the head boy was. Surprisingly Head Girl business had slipped her mind in the last 1 and ½ days. She also was very eager to see Harry and Ron again. 'It'll be great to be with friends again. I'm sick of being around people who hurt me.' She thought as she shoved her bags into the luggage compartment. She then proceeded to climb onto the train but when she turned around she bumped straight into none other than Harry Potter.
"Harry!" Hermione squealed and wrapped her arms around his middle. She noticed he was definitely a lot taller as she was only just as tall as his shoulders now.
"Hermione! I almost didn't recognize you! You look great!" Exclaimed Harry as he hugged back. She then helped him heave his trunk into the compartment and then moved into their own compartment and sat to wait for Ron and catch up.
"So Harry, how have your holidays been?" questioned Hermione. Harry grimaced and sighed, "I wish I could say it was great but it was the same as the last 6 summers have been. How was yours?"
Hermione hesitated at this query, opening and shutting her mouth a number of times before letting out a quiet "I'd rather not talk about it…" Harry, seeing her obvious discomfort stepped over and sat next to her. "Hermione if you want to talk about it I'm here, okay?" A single tear slipped down her cheek but she swiped it away before it reached her jaw line.
"Hey! What have I missed guys!" Came a cheerful voice from the door. Ron Weasley strolled in but stopped short when he saw Hermione crying. He sat on the other side of her and put an arm around her shoulder. "Hey what's wrong? This isn't like you Hermione!" Hermione just shook her head and said "My summer just wasn't the greatest that's all." Then she bolted upright as she heard the train start "Oh, sorry guys! I forgot that I'm meant to go to the Heads compartment! I got Head Girl…sorry I got to go. See you a little later!" and turned from their surprised faces and out the door.
"I'm sure that woman has a spilt personality or something…weird…" said Ron almost inaudibly. They both shrugged and started a deep conversation about Quidditch.
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Draco was in the Heads compartment, slouching in the farthest corner from the door. He already knew that Granger would be head girl. It was inevitable. She always had the best marks, teacher's pet…perfect really. And now that her hair had calmed down she was actually reasonably attra…what was he thinking??? This is the mudblood he is thinking about! How could he think a MUDBLOOD is attractive! As if!
He heard the door open and saw a surprised looking Hermione Granger looking at him. "Your head boy?" she asked quietly.
"No Granger. I'm the grim rapier come to take a visit. Of course I'm head boy! Apart from you I had the best marks in school!" Her expression quickly turned to one of anger.
"Well, at least we have settled that! I suppose we sho-" He interrupted with a comment to make she would know he did not want to spend more time than necessary in her presence.
"Granger. Really. Skip the chitchat. Every half hour from now you patrol and ill patrol in between that. Meet outside the train to sort out those miserable first years at the end of the train trip. You got that?" She glared at him.
"Well, I was just trying to be nice. If your going to be that way about it…I see our meeting yesterday did not change anything. I don't know why I ever thought Malfoy could care. See you at the end of the trip."
With that she walked out the door not even looking at him.
Malfoy put his face in his hands and groaned. Why did he have to care? He would just have to away from her as much as possible cause since the get-together they had yesterday he had been scared of what she made him feel for her. It definitely was something he did not understand.
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A/N: I'm going on holiday tomorrow so no updates for a while…say 2 weeks. Hope you had a good Christmas and have a Happy New year!
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