Chapter 11 Deathly Glares

I know, This has not been updated since September 14th, and I'm soo sorry about that! I re-read this story just to refresh my memory and I must say, it is my favourite story that I've written so far. Which leads me to believe it is a shame to have not updated it sooner! I'm also again, very sorry. Life's been super stressful ect.

Please everyone review! Might make me update sooner.

Hermione drowsily pulled her head off the cold stone floor, she could see the fire flickering out of the corner of her eye. She pulled herself up off the floor, It wasn't even light out yet, Darkness surrounded the castle. Hermione swayed slightly as she looked around. She had absolutely no idea what was going on. All she remembered was Ron, yelling at her… Hermione shook her head. She remembered. Hermione was angry and horrified at the same time. She never ever thought Ron, the older brother figure she had would ever touch her like that.

She brushed a couple of pieces of hair off her face, a warm red liquid came off on her hand. She was instantly reminded of what he did to her as her cheek sent pain through out her body. Hermione groaned and fell back into the near by armchair. Blood dripped down her face, she had a cut or something above her right eyebrow which was bleeding a horrendous amount .She felt so horribly dizzy. It would be much easier for her to spend the night down here then risk falling on her travels up the girl's staircase. Hermione thought about it for a while then without warning she drifted off into a horrible sleep.

"Ow, Let go!" She told the person. Hermione looked up and was greeted by the red shag of a certain Weasley.

"Please Ron, Let go…" She whimpered " Your hurting me."

"Tell me you finally realized you were wrong for once! Tell me your not going back to the ferret." He spat angrily.

"Where's Harry?" Hermione asked holding back the tears.

"Not coming, Now TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO HEAR!" He said in a deathly whisper.

"Please let go!" She begged. Ron still held on to her shoulder, moving in front of her he placed his right hand on her throat, she gasped.

"R-R-o-n p-l-e-a-se" She gasped. Ron had a look of pure hatred. If looks could kill, there wouldn't be any more Hermione Granger.

"TELL ME YOU AREN'T TALKING TO MALFOY!" Hermione was desperate for air, she raised her foot and kicked Ron in the groin, gasping for air she struggled to get up. She looked at Ron who was on the ground clutching himself.

"Draco would have never touched me like that, I was wrong about you! You're a bastard!" Hermione went to run for the stairs, Ron grabbed her left leg and looked into her eyes. He did something no one ever thought he would do, he grabbed Hermione and slapped her. Hermione fell to the ground hitting her head hard.

Hermione awoke again panting for air. It was around the fourth time she had been snapped back into the real world. She wiped some sweat off her forehead, well the mixture of sweat and blood. Hermione had no energy to move, let alone wipe the blood away from her face and possibly clean up her blood stained robes. Hermione's head hung limply over her right shoulder. Crookshanks jumped into her lap, mewing softly. Hermione's eyes rolled back into her head and she passed out yet again.

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Harry woke to Crookshanks jumping on his chest. Harry groaned rubbing his eyes, reaching over to his night table patting around searching for his glasses. Harry sleepily grabbed them and placed them on the bridge of his nose.

"What is it Crookshanks?" Harry whispered in a raspy voice. Crookshanks simply just pawed at his chest and mewed.

"Shouldn't you be with Hermione?" Harry asked trying to clear his throat. Crookshanks simply jumped off of Harry's chest and pawed at the door. Harry had a small sinking feeling in his stomach. Harry followed the cat down the stairs and into the common room. He looked at the clock it was ten past four in the morning. The dull common room fire gave the room an eerie feeling. Harry noticed a stray arm hanging over the side of one of the common room chairs by the fire. His curiosity got the best of him and he went over to investigate. Immediately he began to panic.

Hermione Granger, sit slumped over in the arm chair by the fire, blood covered her face and her robes, Crookshanks jumped up on her lap and began to paw at her cheek. Harry was in total shock, not only did she have blood all over her, her face was also covered in nasty purple bruises.

Harry's first instinct was to get Ron. He sprinted for the stairs and ran quickly as he could to the boy's dormitory. Ron's curtains were pulled and he could hear the faint snoring of Neville and Dean. Seamus was always a light sleeper but he could generally hear Ron snoring, but this night was different.

"Ron, Ron , Ron!" Harry whispered hopefully as he entered the room. Harry didn't hear a response, he rushed to Ron's bed and pulled back the curtains. Ron lay there, his eyes were open and his head turned towards Harry.

"Yea?" Ron asked.

"It's Hermione, you gotta come! She's been hurt, really badly." Harry said out of breath.

"What about her?" Ron said in an odd tone.

"She's been hurt, there's blood all over her, something happened, I think she's been attacked!" Harry said as he pulled Ron out of his bed. Harry had a feeling of guilt that flowed through his body. He just got out of control, it's true that he wanted Hermione to suffer the pain or something close to what he was enduring, but he never meant to hurt her. After he left her he was just so angry. He couldn't even sleep.

Ron jumped out of bed and ran with Harry back down the boy's stair case into the common room. Hermione was in the exact same position and Crookshanks was still found on her lap , as if trying to wake her. Ron's mouth hung open. He did this to her, it was totally his fault. All he wanted at the moment was for Hermione to be alright and to forgive him. Ron didn't see it happening, how would he explain this to Harry? What would Draco do to him? A certain flash back flew into his mind.

"Don't you ever fucking touch or talk to Hermione and I ever again! Clear? I'll curse you to hell if you do, and thats not the worst I will do. Mark my words." Draco told him in a cold tone. He raised his wand to Ron's face , mumbled something and left.

I'm sorry again, but please please please review!

Katrina