Salt in your wounds

Chapter 3

Forgive? But never forget

Disclaimer: I don't own anything that is familiar, I don't own the characters. but the plot is mine.

'How dare she how bloody dare she have seen them, there none of her business, why the hell did she have to go and look, it's none of her business, so why the hell did she have to look? Now she's going to tell her bloody boyfriends all about it and soon the whole bloody school will know that draco Malfoy has all there's scars and cuts along his arm. It isn't any of her business, it none of their business!' theses thoughts were running through Draco's head as he stormed down the narrow passage not even knowing where he was going just trying to get as far away from Hermione and her questioning eyes as he could.

'Why does it bother you so much that she saw them? If I really wanted no body to know I would have put a concealment charm on them' Draco paused momentarily as this thought made itself known. 'Why do I care so much?' he questioned himself and answered it with 'because its granger, Harry potters best friend, best friend of my arch rival'.

He began walking down the passage again this time at a slower pace. He glanced into the compartments as he made his way to the back of the train but stopped when he saw Harry potter and Ron Weasley sitting in a compartment with two girls one a brunette who was placed on Ron's knee and the other a blond sitting on Harry's knee. He thought for a moment before realising that the two girls where none other then lavender and Pavarti two Gryffindor seventh years.

'They don't even seem to care that grangers not with them' he thought quietly as he opened the compartment door.

It took them all a second to realise who he was but when they did Pavarti and Lavender bombarded him with questions as to why he dyed his hair alone with painted his nails and piercing mutable parts of his face. He tuned them out and rounded on the two very annoyed looking boys sitting with now empty laps.

"Looks like there's trouble in paradise did the golden trio break up or something?" both boys looked confused and both shook their heads then sneered.

"No why would there be?" Harry said awarding a pleased look from Ron.

"Then why is it that granger is sitting all alone up the front of the train, while your down here with other girls?" he asked ignoring Harry's question.

"Oh, that's where she is, I was beginning to wonder where she was" Ron said more to Harry then Draco.

"Nearly two hours into the trip and your only JUST beginning to wonder where she was? Great friends you are no wonder she changed how she looks" he said before turning and leaving, walking once again to the back of the train to find an empty compartment.

'Maybe that's why she's dressed like somebody died, she finally realised how idiotic and uncaring her two best friends are' he thought absently as he thought about how sad she looked when she had entered the heads compartment. Fingering his oldest scar absently thinking about the new granger.

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.

"Dressed like what?" Hermione asked trying not to let her bitterness towards them show, but their cheerful nature annoyed her 'how can people be so cheerful when the world is full of rapist and murders, and people who take advantage of others innocence and pain?' she thought and swallowed trying to get rid of the lump that was making its way into her throat. 'I've cried enough, crying wont bring back my innocence or my parents, crying wont stop the dreams that haunt my sleep, crying will only make me weaker' she repeated to herself, 'and neither will taking my anger out on your friends' she reminded herself before hearing their answer.

"You're dressed like someone just died" Ron said again, 'no sugar coated questions for me are there?' she thought bitterly before spitting out,

"Well maybe someone did" she said feeling the coldness as she said it.

"Yeah well that happened at the start of the holidays, you've had your grieving period, where's all your colour like you used to wear?" Harry said not really caring that he just told her to get over her parents death.

"Your right what ever was I thinking? But I quite like this look so I'll stick to it thanks for your concern" 'you self conceited git, and thanks so much for your concern as to if I'm alright or not' she added.

Harry and Ron smiled and sat down in the seat Draco had occupied a while ago, she thought again about his scars and shivered wondering what made him do it.

"That's cool," they said and started telling her about their summer, which they had spent together with their girlfriends, they had no death in their summers, no rape either no pain that wouldn't go away or the haunting fact that it could happened again, nothing like that just a fun filled summer spent with each other.

Hermione's mind travelled and she soon found herself day dreaming and pretending to listen to their enthralling tales of their summer 'they don't care, just like those bastard's at the orphanage, no body gives a shit what happens to me as long as their happy and I help them with their homework' She thought bitterly.

At the mention of the orphanage images flashed in front of her eyes. She wanted shout out and scream and cry but she couldn't Harry and Ron would think she had gone crazy so she hid her tears and touched the bruise that still lingered on her wrist from where he always held them. She pulled her black windcheater sleeves down further to make sure they were covered. (A/N, sorry I know I didn't mention she had a windcheater on before but she did and its black and quite thin the only reason she wears it is to hide her bruises)

As they left the Hogwarts express at hogsmead station and headed towards the carriages Harry turned around smiling at Hermione

"So herm how was your summer?" 'Thanks for remembering me' she thought bitterly but put on a smile and shrugged

"Just fine" she said before greeting Seamus and Dean and sat down in the carriage that would take her to her final year of education. She droned out the energetic conversation about Quidditch and sat in silence wishing she was alone.

A/N There's the third chapter, I hope you all liked it be expecting my next chapter soon, I'm trying to update as often as I can, I'm doing good at the moment thought but that's only because I haven't had any homework.

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