"See! This is exactly why I didn't want to tell him! Now he's going to tell The Ministry! I'm so dead when I get home." Draco said to Hermione. They were walking to the Three Broom Sticks at Hogsmade. They went into the crowded little shop and took a seat at the back.

"Draco your father won't kill you. He'll b in Azkaban. Besides even if he didn't go to Azkaban I'm sure he won't kill you." Hermione said. She started on her Butterbeer.

"What are you new at this?" They laughed.

"So what are you going to do when you get home if he's your father did get sent there?" Hermione asked.

"Well the ministry will probably come to our house and ask me and my mother questions." Draco said. He was looking down at the table.

"So did he ever hit your mother as well?" Hermione whispered. She didn't want anybody to hear their conversation. Draco looked up at her. He just nodded his head.

"So why didn't you tell Dumbledore this as well?" Hermione asked once more.

"I don't know. It just didn't seem that important for me to tell them." They finished their drinks and left. They followed the rest of the students back to the school. Hermione and Draco wanted to go to a quit place. So they headed to the Room of Requirement. When they got in they sat down on the couch.

"Finally some peace and quiet." Hermione sat back and closed her eyes.

"Are you falling asleep on me?" Draco asked. He lay next to Hermione on the couch.

"No. I'm just resting my eyes." She whispered. He kissed her on the forehead.

"What was that?" Draco asked. Hermione heard it to. It was coming from the fireplace. They sat up.

"It's coming from over there." Hermione pointed to the fireplace. There was a series of green flames and Lucius Malfoy stepped out. He looked at his son and Hermione in disgust.

"Am I interrupting something?" He drawled. He walked over to the couch and grabbed his son and threw him to the floor.

"Draco!" Hermione went over to Draco and pulled him up.

"Oh I see what's going on. First you turn down the Dark Lord. Then you go and befriend a filthy little mudblood? (That explains it) I raised a wimp. Going to the good side. It sickens me." Lucius looked at Hermione in disgust. He grabbed her by the scuff of her collar and brought her up to his face.

"Hermione!" Draco yelled he tried to get up, but his father kicked him back down. He turned back to Hermione.

"Do you love my son?" He asked softly. Hermione couldn't believe that he was asking her this.

"Yes." She replied terrified. He threw her to the ground next to Draco. He kicked her as hard as he can. Hermione's eyes filled up with pain. Draco watched in horror as his father kicked the woman he loved. Draco just couldn't sit here and watch this. He jumped up and punched his father. Lucius fell to the ground. His nose was bleeding. He looked up at his son in horror. Draco went over and picked Hermione up in his arms. He ran over to the door, about to escape. Lucius, still on the ground, picked up his wand and aimed it at Draco's back.

"Crucio!" Draco fell to the ground, dropping Hermione. (Sorry, I don't know how to spell it.) Lucius got up and kicked Draco in the stomach so hard that you can hear his ribs breaking. He was knocked unconscious. Lucius turned his head to Hermione. She was trying to make her way to Draco, still holding her stomach.

"Draco! Draco please wake up!" There were tears rolling down her eyes. She was scared. Lucius raised his wand to her head.

"Avada,"He was about to kill her but someone else got to Lucius.

"Espelliomus!" Lucius was knocked out. Hermione looked to see who it was that did it. She couldn't believe her eyes. It was Snape! He ran over to where the two students were laying.

"Are you ok?" He asked. He looked at Draco, who was still unconscious.

"Quick, can you walk?" He asked. She nodded her head.

"Good. Come on, we have to take you two to the hospital wing." He levitated Draco up in the air and they went to the wing. Snape hovered Draco over a bed and gently let him down. Hermione sat down on the bed next to him. Madame Pomfrey came out and saw all the commotion. She went over to Draco.

"What happened?" She asked.

"It was his father again. We were in the Room of Requirement when his father came out of the fireplace. And then he kicked Draco so hard in the stomach, I think he broke his ribs." Pomfrey went over to the cabinets and took out some medicines. She brought them over to Draco's bed.

"Here, help me lift him up. He needs to drink this." Hermione lifted Draco's head and Pomfrey poured the drink down his throat. Hermione put his head down.

"Is he going to be ok?" Hermione asked. She was looking at Draco, concerned.

"Yes. He should be ok by tomorrow, hopefully. Did he do anything to you?" She asked.

"Yeah. H-he kicked me in the stomach. Don't worry, I think he just left a bruise." She lifted up the side of her shirt where he kicked her. There was a nasty green and blue bruise just above where her ribs start.

"Oh dear! Here put this on it." She conjured up an ice pack and handed it to her. She lay down and put it on her bruise, wincing at the coldness of the ice. Madame Pomfrey put a blanket on both Hermione and Draco.

"Rest up. Your going to need it." She turned out the lights and went back into her office. Hermione looked over to Draco.

"Good night Draco." She rolled over and went to sleep.