Chapter 20-

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Hermione shot up in her bed. She was drenched in sweat and tears were falling from her eyes. She had had a nightmare. Ron had been there and he…

Hermione wiped away the tears and it was then that she realized that she was totally naked. That's when it hit her, It wasn't a dream at all…

Tears began flowing down her face and she cried. She cried because she was weak, she cried because of her dad, she cried because of Ron, and she cried because she had now lost the only think that had been good in her life: Draco. Everything seemed to hit her at once and so she cried.

Meanwhile in the Great Hall

"Great game, Ron. I have never seen you do so good! You seemed so…confident. What's into you, mate?" Harry exclaimed, patting his friend, who had blocked ever single Quaffle that came his way helping Gryffindor win 230 to 0, on the back.

Ron smiled and shrugged. "I had a really good morning." he replied putting extra emphasis on really.

Harry cocked an eyebrow at him before he realized something, "Hey, where's Hermione? Didn't you go get her?"

Ron smiled and said, "She is resting. She had a busy morning too."

"Huh?" Harry said, utterly confused by Ron's tone of voice.

Ron rolled his eyes and leaned in to whisper in Harry's ear.

Harry's eyes widened and his mouth and his mouth wide open. "Merlin! You and Hermione! Are you guys like dating now?" Harry asked, completely stunned by this revelation.

"Yeah, I guess we are." He replied happily.

"Wow. I can't believe it!"

"Me either! I mean, I went in there to get her and she just totally came onto me and ….well you know." Ron said, blushing slightly.

"Cool."

"Yeah. Let's eat, I'm starving."

Draco was furious. 'How could she do that to me! That is so not how it is supposed to happen. If anyone was going to cheat it should have been ME!' he thought as he paced his room.

What if you walked in and assumed things that weren't true? The little voice inside his head asked.

'NO! She cheated on me!'

Why don't you ask her. You could be wrong you know. I mean, do you honestly think that Hermione would do that to anyone?

'Fine! I will ask her!'

Draco walked directly to Hermione's room and opened the door. She was nowhere to be seen. He looked around the room and saw that the sheets were tossed everywhere, Hermione's clothing was scattered across the floor, and there was a tear stained piece of paper under his foot. He picked it up and began reading.

Hermione,

I had a great time this morning. Sorry that I couldn't stay. I had to go play Quidditch. Talk to you later.

Love, Ron

P.S. Thanks for this morning. It was my first time too. We should do it again tonight.

The note crumbled in his hand and he had to struggle to stop himself from screaming. 'This is sooo not happening!'

After pushing back his anger he went in search of Hermione. He walked out into the Common Room where he saw a light on in the bathroom. He threw the door open and ran inside. He no longer cared what she thought. He walked straight to the bath and threw the curtain aside. What he saw stopped him dead in his tracks. Hermione lay floating in the tub, the water red with her blood.

FlashbackHermione

After crying for nearly two hours, Hermione got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. She put a silencing charm on the door, began running the bath, and turned to look at herself. She stood naked in front of the mirror and screamed at the top of her lungs. 'WHY!'

When Hermione turned back to the mirror, all that she could see was a good for nothing whore who was not worthy of life. She suddenly slammed her hands into the mirror breaking it into thousands of pieces and cutting her hands in the process. She stared at the pieces for several minutes before bending to pick one up. She lifted the piece in front of her eyes before putting it against her wrist and pressing it into her pale flesh. The pain was sharp and immediate. Blood welled to the surface and began making way down her hand. The pain was oddly satisfying, so she lifted the glass to the other wrist and made another cut, deeper this time. Blood began running down both of her arms as she stood naked staring at the damage she had caused.

After a few minutes, she became light headed and decided that the last moments of her pathetic life should be spent swimming freely, so she climbed into the pool-sized bathtub to live out the rest of her life. After swimming for a few seconds, Hermione sat down against the side with her head resting outside of the tub and passed over into blissful unconsciousness. 'Everything will be okay now, and I love you Draco.' Were the last thoughts she had.

END OF FLASHBACKDraco

After staring in shock for a few seconds Draco dove into the pool to retrieve Hermione. Once he got to her, he tore off his shirt and began tightly wrapping pieces of it around her wrists. When he had sealed the wounds as good as he could he pulled her out of the tub and laid her on the tile floor. He then pulled out his wand and conjured up a portkey. 'Illegal, but necessary.' he thought as he grabbed it and Hermione. Seconds later they were in the Hospital Wing.

"MADAME POMFREY!" Draco screamed at the top of his lungs. She immediately appeared in the room and look ruffled. She saw Hermione and ran at top speed to her side. A few seconds later she had Hermione on a bed and was magically pumping blood into her.

Draco was standing outside, having been kicked out by Madame Pomfrey shortly after arriving.

Half an hour, the hospital door opened and Madame Pomfrey walked out to find Draco pacing and nearly ripping his hair out. "Mr. Malfoy, calm down!" she said as he ran to her to find out what has become of Hermione.

"What happened? Is she okay? Tell me WOMAN!" he yelled, shaking the woman.

"I need you to tell me what happened." she said looking disapprovingly at the boy.

"What? I-I-I don't know. How is Hermione?"

"Tell me what happened and then we can talk about Miss. Granger."

"Fine…I went into the bathroom and I found her in a tub full of blood! Now is she okay?"

"Come now Mr. Malfoy. You must have heard something. Miss. Granger is not the kind of girl that would do this to herself and you are the only one who has access to the Head Common Room."

"Are you trying to say that I did this?" He gasped in complete shock.

"Well, it is a theory."

"I would never do that to Hermione, I love her!" he yelled, unbelieving.

"We will see, but for now I am going to have to ask you to stay right here until I can get Dumbledore."

"Fine. Whatever."

"Good, I will be right back, now don't move." she said, once again disappearing into the Hospital Wing. Draco sat down against the wall awaiting her return.

A few seconds later she reappeared, Dumbledore right behind her. Draco stood up and tried to wipe all of the tears from his eyes as he faced the headmaster. "Mr. Malfoy, can you please tell me exactly what happened." Dumbledore asked calmly.

"Well, I was pissed off at Hermione," he began guiltily, "so I busted into the bathroom to talk to her about it. When I walked in I went straight to the bathtub and threw back the curtain to yell at her." he gulped and a few tears fell from his eyes. "Then all that I could see was red. The water…it was…red…"

"Calm down Mr. Malfoy. Now, what did you do next?" Dumbledore asked.

"I jumped in." he gulped. "I swam across the tub to her…her…her wrists were…cut." he said, whispering the last.

"Then…"

"Then I tore off my shirt…I tied pieces around her…w-w-wrists. I-I-I thought that she was…"

"It's okay, Mr. Malfoy. Can you finish?"

Draco cleared his throat, wiped the tears, and nodded. "I p-pulled her o-out of the t-t-tub. :sniffle: Then I conjured a portkey and came h-here. And that woman won't tell me if she's okay!" he yelled the last pointing at Madame Pomfrey. "Is she okay?"

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy. Miss. Granger will live."

"Thank you. Thank you." Draco whispered collapsing against the old man.

"Go tend your patient, Poppy, I think that I need to spend some time alone with Mr. Malfoy."

"Yes, Headmaster."

"Mr. Malfoy, do you have any idea what would cause Miss. Granger to do this?" Dumbledore asked the boy as he patted his back.

"I-it wouldn't be m-my place to s-say even is I d-d-did." Draco muttered against the professors chest.

"Very well then, why don't you go to your room and get some rest."

"No! Don't make me go! Please, I never want to leave her side again!"

"Okay calm down, you can stay. I will go have a talk with Madame Pomfrey."

Soon Draco was in a chair at Hermione's side. Hermione was sound asleep having taken a serious dosage of Dreamless sleep potion.

"I am soooo sorry Hermione! If you will just be okay I promise that I will never be mad at you again!" he muttered over and over again as he drifted off to sleep.