A/N This story sucks so far but there's a possibility of it getting better, please r/r at the end!

I forgot 2 say I don't own harry potter, shame on me!

The word "Hermione!" came out of Harry and Ron's voice in a raspy tone… "Is- is that you?"

She nodded slowly with disgrace, how could she forget? Forget that she had a partial life hear,

what had happened to make her push them so far out of her head? Well considering the

circumstances, it could happen to anyone. She felt a stab of pain shoot through her and up in

rising came the almost unbearable demand for her dirty little secret… that's what she called it

because that's what it was.

"E-excuse me" she quickly flew out of the compartment as fast as her body would allow her

to. She found refuge in the claustrophobic bathroom. She slammed and locked the door, her

physical demand for the metal to the skin was so great it made her legs feel like jelly as she

dropped to the floor in a violent thud. Violent. That was- is everything in her life now, so

damn violent. But it's the time for school now, those 3 months seemed more like 3 long years

to her that she forgot all about Hogwarts. Her trembling hand reached for her pocket were it

lay. She was trembling in fear of her life, in fear of what she left behind, what she did, and

what will happen. Someday it could just put her out of her misery, end the pain once and for

all, she'll finally be able to pay for all the lives she ruined. When she grasped it firmly in her

hand her sleeve went up and… she then started to cry, but she was quickly draw back to the

reality of life when there was a violent banging on the door. Yes, Violent.

"Hurry your bloody ars up in there!" It was Draco Malfoy. She quickly put it back in her pocket

and once again pulled down her sleeve. She quickly unlocked the door and stepped out, Malfoy

being the prat he is stuck his foot out and tripped Hermione. "You bloody first years have got

learn who your superiors are around hear" when he turned to go into the bathroom he quickly

stole a second glance at the scowling girl on the floor. "GRANGER!...damn, whats up with

you?"

Still seated on the floor she said "None of your Fing business, you great git!"

He quickly stole her arm and pulled her to her feet, he lightly kissed her hand "what ever you

say…pet" He walked away smirking and left her alone in the hall, confused and disturbed,

exactly the definition on her newly profound life…