Salt in your wounds
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter or anything else in this blastered Fic except the plot line.
CHAPTER
I am not him
Hermione granger stood in front of the headmasters office as lunch began, she wondered how she would phrase what she wanted to say, so he didn't find it necessary to ask for more information, she stood there for a couple of minutes staring at the gargoyle that hid the entrance to his office. Finally she spoke "Cornea's confectionary .co" and watched as the gargoyle jumped aside revealing the moving stair case.
Before she had a chance to nock on the door it was opened by a very tired looking madam Pomfrey,
"Good morning ms granger, it's good to see you again" she said briskly before leaving.
"Yes ms. granger?" professor Dumbledore asked gesturing for her to sit on the opposite side of his desk.
"Well professor, I was wondering if I could ask you a question" she stated deciding on not beating around the bush. Dumbledore gestured for her to continue. Hermione took a deep breath and closed her eyes psyching herself up silently before opening her eyes once more and smiling at the headmaster.
"well professor I would like to request to have a private dorm," Dumbledore's eyebrows slowly rose and she continued quickly, "it is just recently I've been suffering from nightmares, and I would often wake up screaming, and if not then I will mutter or scream in my sleep until I am woken, I don't think it would be very kind to have to inflict theses problems onto the girls I share a dorm with" Dumbledore nodded once resting his chin on his hands.
"Well I under stand the problem, but tell me, have you been to see madam Pomfrey about your nightmares?" Hermione shook her head and spoke quietly.
"I don't like the idea of having a lack of control over my sleep" Dumbledore nodded and slowly let out a breath.
"Fare enough, I will grant you a private dorm, only due to your position as head girl and the fact that you have been a responsible student and have continued to be so far in your years at Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall will show you to your dorms after dinner so you can settle in before you go to sleep tonight." Hermione nodded and smiled as she left the office, smiling broadly at the idea of having her own room. 'Nobody has to find out about my past now' she thought happily as she entered the great hall to eat for the remainder of lunch.
As she entered the great hall she noticed that Harry and Ron hadn't saved her a seat anywhere near them, her smile faltered but didn't disappear entirely. So she sat herself obediently next to Ginny, Ron's younger sister, who smiled at her from over her potions book which was leaning against a pumpkin juice jug, a trick she had learned from Hermione. She smiled back before setting upon devouring her meagre lunch, her stomach protested to all the food that Hermione ate; she hadn't eaten very well since her parents died. She stopped eating halfway through and pushed her plate aside as she looked over her transfiguration essay she had received the day before.
At no time during lunch did Harry or Ron look away from their girlfriends or quidditch team mates to look down the table for her.
"So how have you been Ginny?" Hermione asked after ten minutes of content silence between the two, Ginny smiled and put her book mark in her book.
"I've been great, I found out all about this new potion, it stops you from bleeding when cut, it saved hundreds of lives during some war, just because every time one of their warriors were cut or even stabbed they didn't lose any blood and there for kept fighting" Ginny squealed with delight as she told her interested listener about the potion. "its called the 'caedes' potion, its really powerful and complex to make but its absolutely fascinating to learn about" during Ginny Weasleys years at Hogwarts she had become transfixed by the art of potion making much to the delight of potions master professor Snape although he refused to admit it, he was pleased that somebody had taken such a love of potions.
"That's wonderful Ginny, I'm so pleased you've found something you love so much" Ginny grinned and stood up with Hermione as they left the table ad exited the great hall still talking about the potion.
"Hey Hermione, we didn't see you at lunch, where were you?" Ron asked as he and Harry left their group and headed towards her.
"I was sitting with Ginny, we had some girl talk" she said smiling brightly at Ginny silently telling her to follow her lead. Harry raised an eyebrow and looked suspicious, but Ron seemed happy in avoiding any conversation about 'girl stuff'.
"Come on, we'd better go to class, don't want to be late to McGonagall's class" Harry said as they began walking up the flights of stairs that would take them to their classroom.
Draco entered transfiguration class and spotted the golden trio sitting in their usual seats near the front, he glanced quickly at Hermione as she sat silently between the two goons, tapping her quill absently on the table with her eyes closed as if she was listening to music, nodding her head with the beat slowly, before being pulled out of her trance by Harry nudging her and asking a question. She nodded and he looked at her paper before quickly scribbling on the end of a piece of parchment filled with messy handwriting. 'Probably cheating off of her for their homework' he thought quickly before pulling his gaze away and being led to another table by Crabbe and Goyal who had been quietly conversing behind him.
Professor McGonagall entered the classroom moments later and instructed them to hand in their homework. Everybody in the class placed their essays on the table in front of them and their paper was magically taken away from them. She counted them quickly and nodded with satisfaction before starting the class by telling them about the up coming N.E.W.T's. draco droned out her voice and quietly started to draw on his parchment, without realising he began to draw a cemetery with only one gravestone legible 'here lies D. Malfoy, finally free' was all it read no dates or anything. Crabbe nudged him slightly to get his attention but caused him to put a large line across the paper, he sighed coming out of the trance he was often in when drawing and scrunched the paper up and tossed it to the edge of the table. "What?" he whispered to Crabbe not looking up from the teacher.
"I was wondering if you had slept well last night" draco raised his eyebrow at his sceptically and decided not to answer thinking it completely odd to be asked by a fellow Slytherin, half way through the day whether he had slept well or not. So instead he copied down the notes that had appeared on the board as McGonagall talked.
At the end of the class professor McGonagall asked Hermione and Draco to stay behind to work on some paperwork that they were required to do as heads. They agreed and she led them to a empty classroom next to hers where 5 piles of paper a meter high each stood waiting for them.
"How are you?" Hermione asked after a moment of silence after the door of the room had closed, her eyes flickered on his wrist where she knew his most recent scars lay. Draco let the corners of his mouth curl up ever so slightly before answering with a shrug and an emotionless "fine". Hermione frowned slightly before they set about working on their piles without a word said between them.
An hour after they began they found themselves seated on the floor surrounded by papers, draco was leaning against a wall with his legs outstretched in front of him, clicking his tongue ring absently and Hermione laying on her stomach before him.
"Does it hurt?" Hermione asked after a while of listening to his tongue ring clicking, she gestured to his mouth absently with her quill.
"It's just like having your ears pierced" he said as he scribbled away at a piece of paper. Hermione lifted her hands to touch her unpierced ears.
"And how does that feel?" she asked smiling as he looked up at her and noticed he ears. He smiled and was about to answer when the door opened and Harry and Ron walked in.
"Hey herm, what are you doing here you missed the last class" they said grinning before noticing Draco sitting down and they sneered at him and spat a greeting "Malfoy" and turning back to Hermione with the sneer just disappearing from his face "We'll see you later herm, I don't want to spend any longer then I have to around him" Harry said jabbing his thumb at Draco. Hermione nodded and she looked at Draco as the door closed, she found a sneer on his face and his black nails were digging into his palms.
"Don't worry about them Malfoy, they wont do anything if you don't provoke them first" she said noticing the bitterness that enter her voice, she regretted it being there, it wasn't Draco she was angry at it was Harry and Ron for acting that way that made her angry.
"I didn't provoke them then, is that them being nice? Or does my presence alone bother them so much?" he asked bitterly looking into her eyes not blinking, suddenly Hermione found herself becoming angry with him and his response, as well as openly insulting her friends.
"Well its not like you have been exactly civilised to us for the past six years" she said her voice becoming a little louder then it was intended.
"Oh well don't worry, I've had my fair share of slaps, kicks, and punches" he yelled back, making Hermione regret raising her voice at him, it was true, no matter how much he had verbally abused them over the years Harry and Ron, and on one occasion even herself had resorted to physical violence rather then verbal. But still she couldn't control her anger anymore and found herself shouting at him.
"Shut up Malfoy, just shut up" to her surprise he didn't yell back, he just looked down at his paper and whispered harshly.
"Don't call me that" Hermione looked at him utterly confused.
"What?" he looked up into her eyes and she saw nothing but flaming anger.
"I said don't call me that. Are you deaf?" Hermione sat in shock and before she could stop herself she found herself chanting cruelly.
"Malfoy, Malfoy, Malfoy." he stood up throwing the papers across the room, his eyes ablaze with anger again.
"Don't call me by that name! I'm not my father and I will never be my bastard father so don't call me by a name that he is fucking known by! I am not him and I will never he him!" he shouted loudly before storming out of the room not before glaring at her with pure hate. "I am not him" he said quieter before closing the door. Hermione could hear his footsteps echo down the corridor. Followed by another set of footsteps coming from the classroom next door, professor McGonagall entered the messed up classroom in which Hermione sat alone in the middle of a pile of half finished papers
A/N there you go, another chapter up, not exactly the best but still, its making the story, delving deeper into the mind of Malfoy.
Thanks to my wonderful reviewers, once again their all so good for my ego.
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