Ok so I decided to work on this story because somehow my muse likes it more. . so well who am I to ignore her?? (Ok so I do. . . I know) I should be updating this one more often since I'll be home for a little while... oh well good for you guys right? If you review anyway...

Last time

"I eat a large breakfast, and so be it I skip Lunch and dinner, that is nothing to concern yourself about." She snapped, walking over to her robe and putting it on. She then proceeded to walk to the door and left, door slamming behind her. Sitting up he stared at the door for several moments before getting up and walking out the door as well.

Chapter 5: Breaking the Ice

            Hermione sat in her room, staring at her arm, petals of blood slowly floated down her arm. She knew she overreacted to Draco's statement. But well who was he to concern himself with her, the mudblood's concerns? Picking up her knife she drew two more lines and put the it away; hoping Draco would not see the blood on the couch. She knew he wouldn't care; he'd changed somehow, in almost a nicer way. Instead of insulting her every minute of the day they were in the others sight he was nice, he'd even been kind to her when she was working out and he could see the lines on her arms from her past times where she had let herself release. Knowing she needed to find a way to stop the bleeding she ran into her room, Harry and Ron would be by soon, despite her avoidance of them, they had followed her and knew where her shared rooms were.

            Upon hearing a knock she dashed upstairs, only to trip over a chair and cause it to topple over, and to her dismay it was a very loud thud. "Hermione is that you?!" Ron yelled. Stopping Hermione quickly cast a voice-altering spell, allowing her to sound like Pansy.

            "Oh Drackie! Tell Weasel and Potty to go away!" she shrieked. Hoping Draco wasn't outside with them. She paused, walked over to the entrance and put her ear to the door, hoping to hear footsteps. Sadly she only heard another set go to the door.

            "Malfoy what are you doing out here if your slut of a girlfriend is in there?" Harry asked venomously.

            "I don't know what your rattling on about now Potty mouth but I suggest you keep your mouth shut before I shut it for you. " Draco threatened. Hermione panicked, she heard him whisper the password and enter, Harry and Ron close behind him.

            Draco didn't know what the Slut wanted now but he was sure gonna kick her ass out of there. Walking in there, he quickly saw Hermione, blood flowing down her arm, after thinking for a second he turned so Potter and Weasley wouldn't see. "Did I invite you in?" he asked. "What goes on with Parkinson and I is nothing you need to worry about. Now fuck off!" he sharply stated, pushing them out of the doorway and slamming the door in their face.

            "Thanks Draco." Hermione said, her voice still sounding like Parkinslut.

            "Don't worry about it, just change your voice back, I hate that whore's voice." he said. Hermione nodded and complied with his request.

            "Why'd you do that for me?" she asked.

            "If they found out do you think that'd look good for me? Malfoy knew about Granger's blade running, and didn't rat her out, not a good thing for me. Lucius wouldn't be pleased, and people would grow suspicious of me, why doesn't he do anything about that? Does he do that too is that why?" he stated. "You see I gotta be careful, next time don't do that down here, go into your room or the bathroom for Christ's sake!" he finished.

            "All right, but thank you again Draco, I owe you." she said.

            "Don't worry about it like I said, but before you go to dinner we need to clean that up." he told her, gently grabbing her arm and escorting her to their bathroom. Once there he sat her on the counter and went into the cabinet to get some bandages. He knew a spell that would help but he would use that once he got the bandages to prevent any more blood flow. Walking back over he took the robe she still wore off, allowing him better access to the cut area.

            "Why are you helping me now?" she asked.

            "You, like me, need someone to talk to, since we both have the same problem I don't see being an ass as a good way of earning your confidence." he explained, wiping the blood from her skin. He then took his wand and whispered a spell and a small flow of liquid spilt from the tip of his wand, and onto the cuts on her skin. "This will sting at first." he said, as she winced.

            "What was that?" she asked.

            "Hydrogen Peroxide, good for cleaning cuts and preventing infection."

            "Oh." was her reply as the liquid stopped flowing and he dried the skin, then once again said another spell, this one stopped more blood and sealed the cuts.

            "There, I'm finished." he said, letting Hermione off the counter.

            "Thank you doctor." she said before walking into her room. "I'll see you at dinner right?" she asked. Being heads they had the option of eating in a small dining area if they were too busy with Head duties or other jobs.

            "Yes, I'll see you there." he said, before turning and walking out of the bathroom and into his bedroom. Hermione nodded and walked into hers. She emerged moments later and went to the hall to eat, opting to eat with several Ravenclaws she knew from her other classes, to avoid Ron and Harry. However to her disappointment they spotted her and had dragged her to their table.

            "Hermione, why does it seem like your avoiding you?" Harry asked, getting to the point.

            "Sorry, I'm not I'm just really busy with being a Head now, its really crazy!" she lied. After serving herself a small portion of meat and vegetables, and finishing her small meal she excused herself and went back to her rooms, not wanting to deal with either of them. Unbeknownst to her a pair of grey eyes followed her fleeting figure.

            Once out of the Hall, Hermione left to go to the library to relax and read, something to iron out her wrinkled day. When she reached there however she saw several people she did not wish to be around, she quickly went into the Restricted Section (being a Head had benefits) and looked through the books she found one that looked rather interesting: 1001 Uses of Blood in the 18th Century.  After picking it up, she checked the book out and proceeded to the Head Dorms. After whispering the password and entering she walked over to the front of the blazing fire and proceeded to lay herself down before the fire and opened her book.

            As she read the time flew by. Seemingly moments after she had started her book Draco walked by and into his rooms, coming out minutes later with a small pile of papers in his arms, which he set on the table before the couch. When he finally went up to his respective room Hermione glanced down at the page number and gasped, surprised she had become so enthralled with her book. After closing the book she went into her room to get ready for bed.

After she finished in their shared bathroom she walked into her room to change into her boxers, she didn't normally bother to change out of her shirt unless it was a nice or dressy one. Boxers in place she went out to finish reading the chapter in her book. Deciding to sit on couch, she sprawled out and got comfortable, she still had time, she'd left dinner early, as did Draco, neither needed to stay and they were both allowed to leave, should an important announcement be made they would know ahead of time, and would most likely be the ones giving the announcement. 

Seconds after she closed her book, she heard a door opening and closing and the groaning of the stairs that led to Draco's rooms, she didn't bother to turn as she greeted him. "so, what do we need to work on tonight?" she asked him, they had divided the responsibilities they shared and decided to help each other as needed, and one or two things they would do together.

"Yes actually I did want to ask your opinion on some things." He replied.

"Ok, well sit and we'll talk." She said, moving her feet. He sat and set a small stack of papers on the table.

"I need to know what you think about my plans for the Yule Ball." He said, taking several papers out of his stack, and handed them to her. She looked them over and realized that although she'd hate to admit it, the dances needed to be planned together, by herself and they would be unbalanced, and by Draco's self and once again no balance, they needed balance.

"This is good, but I think we need to do the dance planning together, your plans are slightly more masculine than feminine and well it needs harmony, do you get what I mean?" she asked.

"Yes I get you. So do you want me to help you with the plans for the Halloween Dance then?" he asked.

"I'd love that, thank you Draco." She said, getting up to retrieve her plans. After running up to her room and grabbing them, she walked down the stairs and sat next to him on the couch.

"Hermione, before we get started I need to tell you something." Draco said, startling Hermione.

"What would that be?" she asked.

"That I'm Madly, deeply in love with you!" he said, kneeling next to her. Hermione jumped up and gasped. " no, actually I just wanted to tell you about a spell I find really useful, and you might as well, to cover up those scars." He said, after seating himself back on the couch.

Hermione calmed down, and sat, however she moved over slightly, putting space between them. He told the spell to her and made her practice it until she had it down perfectly. "So, where did you learn that spell?" she asked, after they had been talking over the dance plans for about half an hour.

"I was once actually attracted to Parkinson, and one night, the first and last night we had sex, I was on my way out and realized that she had given me several marks on my neck that I didn't want. She showed me a spell as to how to hide about everything, and well I've been using that spell to hide my own scars." He confessed. "however I found out that she was playing me, a Malfoy, no less and I realized how much of a slut she was, and after stealing some truth potions from my father one day I gave her some and found several things, all of which make me hate her."

"Ok." She said, unable to think of what to say. They sat in silence as they finished up the plans for the Halloween ball, and adjusted several parts to the Yule Ball, before stopping, Hermione to do Hall Checks, Draco to bed. Hermione took her robe and left for the hallway she was to check, wand in pocket.

She was on her way back, grateful for her luck when she heard the one thing she didn't want to deal with, two students kissing in one of the closets. Grabbing her wand, she opened the door to see two people she didn't want to see, Harry and Ginny. "Well you two, I don't want to do this but I need to assign both of you a detention and I need to take away fifty points for being out after hours and for unseemly behavior in public."

"At least its only fifty for both of us." Ginny whispered.

"I'm sorry, fifty points each." Hermione corrected herself.

"Come on Herm, I mean I'm your best friend, cut me some one time slack?" Harry asked.

"No, I can't. should I cut you slack I'd have to do that with every student in the hall, and you know just as well as I that your breaking the rules." Ginny walked over to Hermione, and placed her hand on Hermione's shoulder, and let it slide slowly down to her chest and waist, seductively.

"Maybe I can do you a favor?" she suggested, her voice low and husky. Hermione backed up appalled.

"No! you most certainly will do no such thing!" she shrieked. "I've not the slightest inclination where you believe that I am attracted to you! Let alone that I would take a Sexual Favor from you! That will be another seventy-five points!" Hermione shrieked once again. "and a weeks worth of detention as well with Professor Snape!" she added. "now off to your dormitories!" she said. After marching them to the Fat Lady she walked into the common room she shared and collapsed on the couch, only to realize Draco was sleeping on it. She got up and gently shook him. "Draco, Draco you need to get to your own room." She gently said, shaking him gently.

He slowly sat up, and saw teary eyes before him, slowly the face cleared up and he saw Hermione, Tears in her eyes, but they had not fallen yet. "What's wrong?" he asked, motioning to the spot next to him, she sat and told him what happened.

"And then Ginny offered to do a sexual favor to me! Like I was not only like that, but that she could bribe me!" she ended, tears finally falling.

"What would make her offer that?" he asked.

"I spent a week at their house this summer and one night she and I had had too much to drink and I told her that I'm bi, something I didn't even tell my closer friend that I've known longer and trust. She laughed at me and I discovered that she was not drunk, she hated me, because I was in her way to getting Harry."

"But I thought she was over him."

"Oh far from it, she's beyond obsessed with him. After she tricked me into telling her that, I found out she was using a recorder just incase I told her anything that would destroy my friendship with Harry and Ron. And now I'm not supposed to be even talking with them. Or she'll tell them, and I can't loose their friendship, but I just about already have. I hate this!" she said, Draco held her in his arms and let her cry.

"Time will get Ginny back, or you can tell them, and that will get rid of her blackmail."

"I wish it were that simple, she also found out I cut."

"That bitch! I knew she was a deceiving little bitch! Glad she's not in Slytherine, shit she'd cause more trouble than she's worth." He said.

"What do I do?"

"You should have obliverated her."

"I panicked, I couldn't. I didn't think of that." She told him. Draco frowned and looked at the fire, he stood and looked down at her.

"Well what we can do is this, go to sleep tonight and come tomorrow we will talk about different ways about get back at Ginny. Alright?" he asked.

"Alright." Hermione said, standing and shaking his hand.

"Tomorrow we will seek revenge on Ginny." Hermione said. Draco nodded and walked up to his room after saying good night. Hermione went into her room and fell asleep, plotting revenge.