Salt in your wounds

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Chapter 2

Hermione granger got out of her taxi at kings cross station on the first of September to go to your seventh and final year at Hogwarts. The driver put her luggage on a trolley and she paid him before he drove off leaving her alone to head towards platforms 9 and 10, before slipping into the hidden platform between she took one last look at the muggle world that she knew so well and then walked into the magical world seeing the crimson train brought back memories of her first year, she had been alone then and she was alone now. How ironic she thought dully before looing around at the people standing on the platform, a couple of first years and second years were scattered around with their parents along with two large boys standing near the tracks looking down and talking in lowered voices. One of the boys had unruly raven hair, he wore glasses that hid his bright green eyes from the world, he was standing next to a boy with bright red hair and a freckled face, both boys were tall and muscular. These boys were Harry potter and Ron weasley.

When Hermione laid eyes on the two boys her heart skipped a beat as she looked around nervously she didn't want them to see her, she wouldn't be able to control her actions if she went closer, she thought it best to avoid them then let all her pent up anger and unhappiness out on them, she was never one to let out her anger she thought that bottling it up would make it go away, it never did, she just didn't know any way to get ride of it without yelling and screaming so she kept it hid away from prying eyes.

Hermione made her way to the train looking down at her feet she only looked up when she had stepped onto the train, she looked down the passage and wondered where to go, I could find an empty compartment, but then people would find me faster or I could just go to the heads carriage, I doubt that he head boy would be there and then at least I could have most of the ride by myself she decided on the later and made her way towards the front of the train.

As she walked to the compartment she thought about all the years she had been friends with Harry and Ron, they where the 'golden trio' and best friends how could they possibly just ignore her when she was crying out for their help?

When Hermione opened the compartment door she saw the head boy already seated gazing out the window, he turned to look at her when she entered and removed one of his headphones. Her eyes widened in shock 'this is Malfoy? What happened to the Malfoy I knew and hated? What on earth made him change?' and it was true he had changed a lot, his natural platinum blond hair had been died pitch black, he still had his pale complexion and silver eyes, but his now black hair made them both more prominent, he was wearing a long sleeved black t-shirt with holes cut for his thumbs to stick through, his nails are painted black, his pants where baggy and black and covered most of his doc martins, she looked again at his face and noticed that he had his eyebrow, nose and lip all pierced. He didn't smirk or sneer he had no expression at all, as he looked at her with dull seemingly lifeless eyes, they didn't twinkle or shine, they just looked like old silver or metal.

"granger" he said in acknowledgment and looked at her quickly before looking back at her eyes, no expression just acknowledgment.

"Malfoy" she said politely as she went and sat in her seat opposite him, he visibly flinched when his name was said. But turning away and replacing his headphone and looking out the window again before closing his eyes slowly.

Hermione followed his example and took her Discman out of her bag and letting herself drift into another world listening to the voice of Oleander.

Draco called for a taxi as he finished packing his things into his trunk and pulled it down the stairs, he muttered a goodbye to Tom as he left the leaky cauldron, and headed down the street, and hour later his taxi arrived at kings cross station he grunted a thanks and paid the driver before going to platform 9 3/4.

The platform was basically deserted so Draco stepped onto the train unseen; I trudged to the heads compartment and threw my stuff into the corner before taking out my Discman and sitting in the corner looking out the window and absentmindedly fingering my scars through my shirt, tracing the well known lines without looking.

I heard the door open and I looked up seeing a girl dressed entirely in black with soft curls flowing down her back, that were a deep brown, she was wearing a black camisole and tight black boot leg pants, her eyes were lined with black eye liner and smoky black eye shadow, her lips had a deep purple colour on them and her skin was pale, her eyes seemed lost and clouded.

It took Draco a while to realise that the girl in front of him was Hermione granger, he looked deeper at her and traced one of his scars before deciding that it was.

"Granger" he said absently wondering why she had changed so much from the know-it-all bookworm she had been at the end of last year.

"Malfoy" she said politely and walked towards the chair opposite me, Draco tried not to flinch but the sound of his fathers name made images flash in front of his eyes and he cringed visibly.

Draco turned away again and looked out the window putting his headphone back in his ear. And closing his eyes trying to stop the images from bombarding his mind.

The train was moving and both head students sat in silence until professor McGonagall entered and looked at the two students. She talked about their responsibilities and privileges that they had, she asked them to plan the hogsmead (A/N selling?) trips for this year as well as organising the prefects patrolling duties; they both nodded sullenly but didn't say a word. Half an hour pasted and professor McGonagall left congratulating them for becoming head boy and girl.

A couple of minutes after she left they began to plan the trips and petrol times never saying a word that didn't have anything to do with their work. Draco pulled his sleave up when he thought Hermione wasn't looking and scratched around a fresh scab on his forearm that was beginning to itch, Hermione glanced up at him at that moment and stared at his arm and his thin white marks. She stared in wonder transfixed at the thin white lines. Draco looked up and saw her looking and pulled down his sleeve quickly and stood up to leave. "I got to go, we'll finish this later" she said quietly before closing the door after him.

Hermione stared at the door where Draco had stood moments before.

'what would make somebody do that to themself?' she had never cut herself, she was scared of knives and sharp objects she didn't even like seeing blood.

Her thoughts where interrupted by the compartment door opened and Harry and Ron walked in laughing about something. They stoped and looked at Hermione calmly, 'how can they be so calm after not a word from them all summer?'

"hey Hermione! Why the hell are you dressed like that?" Ron asked cheerfully.

A/N sorry for the mild cliff hanger there's the second chapter I hope you all liked it, I know not a lot happened but I cant just rush everything in on you guys, it would be way to much so I'm dosing it all out to you in small doses.

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