Again, not mine. Sorry the long delay, I was writing a short fanfic for a challenge in
The New Girl, One Night Stand, Why Should It Matter? and Desperate, THANKS!
Enjoy!
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After potions Hermione ran off, literately, saying something about homework. Ron and Harry just stared after her.
"There's something wrong with that girl." Ron was saying, but Harry wasn't listening. "Harry?" Ron poked him hard in the ribs.
"What?" Harry almost yelled.
"What do you think is going on with Hermione? She looks a little off to me." Ron said meekly.
"I don't know mate. Probably studying too hard." Harry said, shaking his head.
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They don't care. Hermione was in the girls lavatory, crying. No one ever came in this bathroom except for her because of moaning Murtle. Lately Hermione has been too depressing even for her though, and just sat up in the corner watching her.
They didn't even bother to chase after you. These thoughts flowed from Hermione's brain as fast as the tears. Sitting in a stall, she rummaged through her bag and found a broken shard of glass, wrapped up in tissue. She lifted her robes, a sliced her leg with it. Even though she knew how, she wouldn't do a healing spell on it. She just watched the blood drip down her leg and to the floor. You deserve this. You're a failure. You should die, but your too chicken. She just sat there crying, and when it was close to time for next class, she taped some tissues to her leg and ran off.
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Ron and Harry were already in Herbology when Hermione came in, looking more pale then ever. She was favoring her left leg, and looked like she had been crying.
"Harry, she can't be well." Ron whispered, but before Harry could say anything class had started.
About half way through attempting to plant some particularly nasty seeds that liked to bite, Harry noticed Hermione was starting to wobble. Raising her hand, she asked to be excused from class, then limped out of the greenhouse.
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"Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid!" Hermione said all the way to the lavatory. She knew why she was weak. She hadn't eaten in 2 days, and she was still bleeding. I should of fixed that cut before I left. She got into her stall and lifted the make-shift bandage, and saw that the blood was still pouring out. Must of hit a vein or something. Casting a simple spell the flow of blood stemed and she felt a bit better. How did I get into this mess?
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(A/N Flash back)
"Hermione, can you pass the sirup?" Ron asked, his mouth still full of pancakes.
"Harry you do it, I don't want to get my hands sticky." Hermione said, absently stuffing another bit of fruit in her mouth. She was reading Teen Witch, doing the 'Are you on your way to a more beautiful you?' quiz. Ron looked over at it, seeing her dismal score on the test.
"The only tests you ever fail are in those magazines!" Ron laughed, and Hermione shot him an evil look. Ginny looked up from her breakfast too see what Hermione was reading.
" 'Mionie, Mum says the only thing those Magazines are good for is lowering your self esteem so you buy all their stupid products." Ginny reached over to take it but Hermione had shoved it in her bag.
"I'm going to head to the library now." She said quickly and ran off.
"Aren't you going to finish your breakfast?" Ron called after her.
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"He's right you know. You are a failure." Hermione said softly to herself, as she search the library for a book to help. "Maybe if you didn't spend so much fucking time studying you'd have a boyfriend. Spent more time taking care of yourself."
"Wow, the mudblood knows how to curse." Hermione spun around to find herself face to face with Draco.
"What do you want Draco?" She spat out the name like poison.
"Temper temper dear. I was just enjoying your little moment there. Seems to me Miss Hermione Granger has finally discovered she isn't so perfect after all. About time too. Everyone else knew it. Only guy who ever wanted anything to do with you was the Krum fellow, and we all know how that ended, don't we." Hermione's eyes filled with tears. She didn't think anyone else knew about that. Krum had cheated on her over the summer, and she arrived at his place in July to find him in bed with another girl. When they talked after Krum said it was her fault anyway, if she had paid attention to his needs he wouldn't have needed anyone else. He then told her to get lost, for she was just a little girl who no man would want.
"You don't know anything Draco." Hermione said, but it was weak, and Draco just laughed.
"Mudblood, you don't belong in this world and you know it. You just a tag along to you little Quidditch playing friends. You can barely even fly a broom! You couldn't even handle your heavy work load in your 3rd year could you. You think your so great mudblood, but we all know better." With that Draco threw a book at her, and glided out of the library. Hermione looked at the cover, 'Magical Ways to Make You a Better You'.
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Hermione had read the book cover to cover, and realized she was the exact opposite of what she should be. She found out she was over weight, her nails were done wrong, and that she should be spending more time on her hair. Well this should be easy to fix. I'll skip breakfast, and cut out the sweets. That'll solve the weight problem. And I'm sure there's spells for the nails and hair. Hermione went back to the library to do more research. After the 3rd book she realized she had her work cut out for her.
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Ginny ran up to Ron and Harry. "Have you guys seen Hermione?" She panted
"No, why?" Harry asked, looking up from his Potions homework.
"Not recently." Ron added.
Ginny shook her head. "I don't know, I've got a bad feeling. Ever since a couple of weeks ago she's been acting odd."
"I'm sure it's nothing. All the professors decided to asign work at the same time. That's probably it." Harry said, but he looked worried too.
"I'm going to go find her." Ginny said and walked away.
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She found Hermione in her room, crying. Ginny sat on her bed and rubbed her back until she calmed down. "What's wrong Hermione?" She asked quietly.
"I'm good at everything else, but I can't be pretty. It's not fair." Hermione sighed and turned over on her back, letting Ginny see what she was reading. 'You too can be beautiful!'
Ginny shook her head. "You already are beautiful, in your own way." Hermione just sighed, and Ginny realized she had fallen asleep. That's odd, it's only 8 o'clock.
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It's been a month, and you've only lost 10 pounds. What kind of witch do you think yourself as? Hermione was sat in the girl's loo, crying. Murtle wasn't anywhere to be seen, which was odd. You are a failure. You need to be punished. She hit herself in the leg, which hurt. But at the same time she felt a surge of life she hadn't felt in a long time. She did it again, harder. The pain felt real, like a cold shower waking her up. She could already see the bruise forming from the second hit. But it wasn't enough. She looked around, and saw the mirror. Without a second thought she punched the mirror with all she could, shattering it. She took on of the pieces, raised up her gown, and sliced her leg. Pain washed through her but Hermione was smiling. This would be her nurishment.
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(A/N) The long awaited second chapter! It's longer, w00t! The next chapter will be here faster. Sorry if the grammars's off, I'm using Word Pad at the moment for writing.