The comfort of Rain Disclaimer: Don't own anything, but I might make up some characters later in the story

FULL SUMMARY- Draco and Hermione arrive at Hogwarts for there 7th year, recently in the summer Hermione was raped, She went to counseling but she still can't cope with it. Draco still lives with the abuse of his father. Hermione comes out of her shell over time at Hogwarts. Depressed, surprisingly Draco feels the same way; can they comfort each other by living with another as prefects? To find out..r/r.

Chapter 1. Encounters with nightmares

On with the story:

Shadows were cascading in her mind. Voices echoing in her head, her heart drumming in her chest. The nightmare haunting her, causing her pain, violating her beauty. The memory came back to her

"Please, just leave me alone, go away!" She screamed.

"No, you can't leave me now, your mine!"

The voice echoed in her ears. He slapped her, kicking at her, abusing her. Sobs escaped her throat.

The voice yelled, "Why do you make me do this? Your such a bitch!"

She screamed in pain and hatred, as he violated her.

"You sick bastard, I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" She screamed at him repeatedly. She ran out of the room, visions blurred to the moment she was packing, to fleeing out of the house.

The man screamed after her, "Run, yeah go! You'll never escape me!" The words seemed to slap her in the face.

She felt a light shove, stirring her from her nightmare. Her eyes fluttered open, she gasped. She felt her face; it was wet with tears. Draco Malfoy was staring at her. They were in the heads compartment. When she walked in before, it was empty, and then she fell asleep. She looked out the window, while wiping the tears off her face.

Rain was sloshing down the windowpane as the train moved to its destination.

"What?" She whispered at him. He mumbled something and fell silent. She noticed something about him. It was like she could read his thoughts. Something was hurting him, deep inside. 'Like me.' She thought.

He was casually dressed in a white T-shirt with baggy pants. His hair fell loosely to his icy blue eyes.

Hermione was wearing a hoodie with denim pants. She felt rather comfortable. Her hair was in a loose ponytail.

They didn't know it, but both of them really didn't give a damn about what people thought right now at the moment. Different situations between them were too busy clogging their minds. They didn't talk for the rest of the train ride. Hermione occupied herself by looking out the window at the rain while listening to the song- Cold by-Crossfade. Draco occupied himself by listening to her music since it was blaring through the headphones; he was staring at the compartment door, deep in thought.

Draco's P.O.V. (flashback)

Draco walked into the room furious about his father's ways. Lucious gave a long, hard, and cold lecture before Draco left. Draco sat down on the seat of the heads compartment fuming, when he noticed her. She was sleeping, acting as if she was having a dream. She was squirming, and mumbling things that he couldn't make out.

"Go away, leave me alone!" She yelled. Draco stared in disbelief as she sobbed from the nightmare.

'What is so wrong? I wonder what she is dreaming about.' He thought. "Granger," he said softly. He shoved her gently. She started to stir; he sat down staring at her. She gasped at the sight of him.

End of flashback

Draco thought it over, confused on what to do. 'She seems so lifeless.' He thought. He listened intently on the lyrics of the song.

Looking back at me I see
That I never really got it right
I never stopped to think of you
I'm always wrapped up in
Things I cannot win
You are the antidote that gets me by
Something strong
Like a drug that gets me high

What I really meant to say
Is I'm sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold

And I'm sorry about all the lies
Maybe in a different light
You could see me stand on my own again
Cause now I can see
You were the antidote that got me by
Something strong like a drug that got me high

I never meant to be so cold

I never really wanted you to see
The screwed up side of me that I keep
Locked inside of me so deep
It always seems to get to me
I never really wanted you to go
So many things you should have known
I guess for me theres just no hope
I never meant to be so cold.

It kept on repeating, the train summoned to a halt. He got up to grab his bag. He started to head out the compartment door. Hermione also got up, grabbed her bag, and exited the door. Hogwarts students crammed into the large double doors for warmth instead of cold rain. Hermione took her time; she always loved the rain. It was a way to express herself. She finally had to enter the castle to the great hall. The sun was setting; night took over the land. The rain was drizzling to an end.

Authors note: ATTENTION

OK PEOPLE that already read this story, but Fanfiction staff deleted it, so I'm just going to post it again, and I hope I get a lot of reviews, because I did last time and now I hope my reviewers come back I'm so mad that they did that! And another thing, some of the songs might seem a little old, but they were my favorites when I put this story up! I'll put up my other 7 chapters…when time continues, and if I get some reviews. And by the way I said this before when it was posted, I don't accept flames, I can take advice and comments on what to do, thanks!