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Chapter 4- Explanations

(normal pov)

' I think I can trust him,' she thought, ' I guess I do.'

"Well first off, I'm not perfect. My life is no where near it. The only reason why I read so much is to get my attention off of my life. My mother and I don't have a relationship, and my father tries his best to stay out of it. My parents are in the middle of getting a divorce. My friends don't act like they're my friends. Nobody talks to me, I'm like a social outcast. My friends and family don't even notice the scars on my arm..." she suddenly put her hands to her mouth in shock. She then got up and ran to her room.

When Draco finally got over the shock of what she said he ran to her room. He tried to open it but to his dismay it was locked. He knocked but got no answer, so he took out his wand and muttered, "Alohamora". The door opened and he walked silently and cautiously over to her bed, then he sat down.

"Hermione, I'm sorry that I added on to that for the past six years. I should tell you something," he paused for a moment, " I use to cut. My life with my father was hell. I'd get beat and have curses put on me every day. I know how you feel, at least I have an idea. I also know that cutting doesn't help, in the end." he said calmly as he soothingly rubbed her back.

"Draco please don't tell anybody," she begged with tears running down her face.

" I won't," he replied while giving her a hug.

He then laid down and pulled her to him. They laid there thinking and letting sleep take over them.

(hg pov)

I wake up in someone's arms. I look to my right and there is Draco. I am so thankful that I have somebody to turn to now. I have somebody to love and loves me back. It feels right being in his arms like this. I feel so safe and happy, like I haven't been in ages. I feel him stir next to me.

"Morning sunshine!" I said happily, while laughing at the fact that he covered his face with the blanket.

"I don't want to get up, do we have to get up?" he asked tiredly.

"Well I'm going to take a shower and then get dresses. You can do whatever you want to do." I replied.

"Sounds good to me," he said before falling back to sleep.