Disclaimer: Again, I do not own this.
Authors Note: After chapter 8, mundugnus said something about Snape raping Hermione. He did not rape her, he was just undressing her when Harry and Draco found him. Hope that clarifies that and enjoy the next chapter!
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The instant Draco collapsed Hermione was at his side. She tore some of his robe and placed it around his bleeding 'hot spots'. She didn't care how much another robe cost, she had to save Draco.
The bleeding was momentarily stopped and Hermione took the opportunity to call for help. Harry and Ron answered her urgent call and when they saw her, they were shocked.
Hermione couldn't understand why, but she realised when she went to get changed that she was coated in Draco's blood and her face was pale. She wheezed Draco and although they despised him, followed her anyway.
Draco had his eyes open, opening and closing his mouth. His arm had started to bleed again whilst the carpet was stained. Harry and Ron were shocked at him and Harry gathered him up and levitated him.
They got to the Hospital Wing, to Hermione her second home, and placed him in a bed. Ron ran off to get Madam Pomfrey and she returned with some bandages. Hermione protested the bandages wouldn't work but Pomfrey ignored her. After several minutes though, she knew that she was doing it in vain.
Dumbledore swept through the room at a fast pace, Stone and McGonagall, as well as Cainbridge behind him. He scowled at Draco's loss of blood and Pomfrey's impossible battle.
Hermione didn't hear what he said, though she dearly would have loved to have known, because the Professor pulled out his wand and Draco's blood loss stopped. Colour formed in his cheeks and his breathing regulated.
"Poppy, I'm ashamed," he murmured softly.
"Well, Prof..."
"NO! You know the spell, you should have used it!" Dumbledore yelled angrily. Pomfrey nodded meekly and retreated quickly out. The children were then shooed back to the Head's common room and Draco was being puzzled out.
"But why?" Ron asked.
"Maybe his father got angry," Harry replied simply.
"Or he refused something," Hermione mused out loud. Harry and Ron looked at her.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Well, if his father is a Death Eater," Ron snorted. He quickly blushed and looked away. "If his father is a Death Eater and tonight was the night Draco became a heir or something of Voldemort and was meant to be branded with the Dark Mark, thus he refused, then he was tortured," she explained.
"Since when do you know all this about Malfoy? And when did you start calling him Draco?" Harry asked.
"The reason I call him Draco is because he is Head Boy and I am Head Girl and eventually you have to draw the line somewhere with anger. I know this because he has.told me a lot of things about himself lately," she replied.
"Like?" Ron hinted, now suddenly interested.
"Like, maybe you should get out because you're getting to nosy and you should be in bed!" Hermione snapped. Ron frowned and Harry scowled angrily.
"Hermi..."
"OUT! NO! I don't want to hear it! Out! Get out!" she shrilled angrily. The boys hustled to get out, beating a hasty retreat. Hermione let a tear trickle down her face. Why her?
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Draco was let out of the Hospital Wing two weeks later on strict regulations on sleeping and resting, no lessons. Hermione met him and he flushed.
"What are you doing here?" he muttered.
"Figured you needed someone to cry on," she whispered. He looked at her, an eyebrow raised.
"Yeah, whatever."
They walked in silence the rest of the way and when they reached the Common Room, Draco sat on a couch. Hermione sighed but walked up to her room. Draco didn't do anything, just sat, thinking.
"Hermione?" he asked timidly. Hermione jumped.
"Yes?" she replied.
"Can I come in?"
"Sure!" she thought, wishing the thought from her head. "Sure."
He walked in and pulled up a chair, but Hermione patted the bed. He stood and sat on the bed awkwardly, glancing at the Potions homework Hermione had been doing. She blushed and shoved it under her bed. Rolling onto her stomach and cupping her chin in her hand she looked up at Draco.
"What did you want?" she murmured.
"To explain myself and talk?" he questioned. She sighed but nodded.
For the next hour and a half, Draco recounted his life. Hermione responded to certain things with gasps and thumbs up. When Draco finished he looked exhausted. Hermione had since moved up to the crook of his arm.
"Hermione? Can I call you that?" he inquired. She nodded.
"As long as Harry or Ron don't hear that. To everyone else, we still hate each other. Ok?" It was Draco's turn to nod.
"Well, when we kissed..."
"It was a mistake," Hermione interrupted.
"Was it? Because I want to do it again," Draco whispered in her ear.
"Draco, I can't! I've nearly been raped by Snape, have been raped by my so called Uncle and have been so abused that I still feel battered. Draco, I couldn't get in a relationship, I couldn't!" she told him.
"I'm not saying a relationship, just a kiss," he replied.
"But a kiss means a relationship normally. Besides, I couldn't do it for a kiss and a one minute fling, for me a kiss would be a relationship," she whispered.
Draco looked down and she looked up. His face came towards her, slowly and soon Hermione could feel his warmth on her. His lips picked up hers and she pulled away.
I...can't Draco, I'm sorry," she breathed on his lips. He nodded mutely and grasped her hand. He let his drop off hers and walked to his room, tears springing to his eyes. Hermione meanwhile, closed her door with her wand and tears trickled down her face.
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A/N: There was another chapter. Because this is like PG - 13+ I can't make anything too graphic but there will most likely be a little bit of kissing and cuddling and maybe some revelations. I can't decide. Anyway, review and tell me what you think my faithful reviewers! * Kisses your feet * Review!
Please?
Authors Note: After chapter 8, mundugnus said something about Snape raping Hermione. He did not rape her, he was just undressing her when Harry and Draco found him. Hope that clarifies that and enjoy the next chapter!
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The instant Draco collapsed Hermione was at his side. She tore some of his robe and placed it around his bleeding 'hot spots'. She didn't care how much another robe cost, she had to save Draco.
The bleeding was momentarily stopped and Hermione took the opportunity to call for help. Harry and Ron answered her urgent call and when they saw her, they were shocked.
Hermione couldn't understand why, but she realised when she went to get changed that she was coated in Draco's blood and her face was pale. She wheezed Draco and although they despised him, followed her anyway.
Draco had his eyes open, opening and closing his mouth. His arm had started to bleed again whilst the carpet was stained. Harry and Ron were shocked at him and Harry gathered him up and levitated him.
They got to the Hospital Wing, to Hermione her second home, and placed him in a bed. Ron ran off to get Madam Pomfrey and she returned with some bandages. Hermione protested the bandages wouldn't work but Pomfrey ignored her. After several minutes though, she knew that she was doing it in vain.
Dumbledore swept through the room at a fast pace, Stone and McGonagall, as well as Cainbridge behind him. He scowled at Draco's loss of blood and Pomfrey's impossible battle.
Hermione didn't hear what he said, though she dearly would have loved to have known, because the Professor pulled out his wand and Draco's blood loss stopped. Colour formed in his cheeks and his breathing regulated.
"Poppy, I'm ashamed," he murmured softly.
"Well, Prof..."
"NO! You know the spell, you should have used it!" Dumbledore yelled angrily. Pomfrey nodded meekly and retreated quickly out. The children were then shooed back to the Head's common room and Draco was being puzzled out.
"But why?" Ron asked.
"Maybe his father got angry," Harry replied simply.
"Or he refused something," Hermione mused out loud. Harry and Ron looked at her.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Well, if his father is a Death Eater," Ron snorted. He quickly blushed and looked away. "If his father is a Death Eater and tonight was the night Draco became a heir or something of Voldemort and was meant to be branded with the Dark Mark, thus he refused, then he was tortured," she explained.
"Since when do you know all this about Malfoy? And when did you start calling him Draco?" Harry asked.
"The reason I call him Draco is because he is Head Boy and I am Head Girl and eventually you have to draw the line somewhere with anger. I know this because he has.told me a lot of things about himself lately," she replied.
"Like?" Ron hinted, now suddenly interested.
"Like, maybe you should get out because you're getting to nosy and you should be in bed!" Hermione snapped. Ron frowned and Harry scowled angrily.
"Hermi..."
"OUT! NO! I don't want to hear it! Out! Get out!" she shrilled angrily. The boys hustled to get out, beating a hasty retreat. Hermione let a tear trickle down her face. Why her?
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Draco was let out of the Hospital Wing two weeks later on strict regulations on sleeping and resting, no lessons. Hermione met him and he flushed.
"What are you doing here?" he muttered.
"Figured you needed someone to cry on," she whispered. He looked at her, an eyebrow raised.
"Yeah, whatever."
They walked in silence the rest of the way and when they reached the Common Room, Draco sat on a couch. Hermione sighed but walked up to her room. Draco didn't do anything, just sat, thinking.
"Hermione?" he asked timidly. Hermione jumped.
"Yes?" she replied.
"Can I come in?"
"Sure!" she thought, wishing the thought from her head. "Sure."
He walked in and pulled up a chair, but Hermione patted the bed. He stood and sat on the bed awkwardly, glancing at the Potions homework Hermione had been doing. She blushed and shoved it under her bed. Rolling onto her stomach and cupping her chin in her hand she looked up at Draco.
"What did you want?" she murmured.
"To explain myself and talk?" he questioned. She sighed but nodded.
For the next hour and a half, Draco recounted his life. Hermione responded to certain things with gasps and thumbs up. When Draco finished he looked exhausted. Hermione had since moved up to the crook of his arm.
"Hermione? Can I call you that?" he inquired. She nodded.
"As long as Harry or Ron don't hear that. To everyone else, we still hate each other. Ok?" It was Draco's turn to nod.
"Well, when we kissed..."
"It was a mistake," Hermione interrupted.
"Was it? Because I want to do it again," Draco whispered in her ear.
"Draco, I can't! I've nearly been raped by Snape, have been raped by my so called Uncle and have been so abused that I still feel battered. Draco, I couldn't get in a relationship, I couldn't!" she told him.
"I'm not saying a relationship, just a kiss," he replied.
"But a kiss means a relationship normally. Besides, I couldn't do it for a kiss and a one minute fling, for me a kiss would be a relationship," she whispered.
Draco looked down and she looked up. His face came towards her, slowly and soon Hermione could feel his warmth on her. His lips picked up hers and she pulled away.
I...can't Draco, I'm sorry," she breathed on his lips. He nodded mutely and grasped her hand. He let his drop off hers and walked to his room, tears springing to his eyes. Hermione meanwhile, closed her door with her wand and tears trickled down her face.
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A/N: There was another chapter. Because this is like PG - 13+ I can't make anything too graphic but there will most likely be a little bit of kissing and cuddling and maybe some revelations. I can't decide. Anyway, review and tell me what you think my faithful reviewers! * Kisses your feet * Review!
Please?