After running top speed for a few moments, Hermione slowed to a stop. Why, she asked herself, hadn't she gotten into better shape over the years? This was the one time in her life that she actually wished that she would have taken a moment from her books and studies to run, or do some sort of exercise.
Hermione looked around for the nearest muggle carrying a watch. She saw an elderly man with a gold watch dangling loosely from his wrist. Hermione hurried up to the man and asked him for the time.
"10:36 my dear," The man with graying hair and a polite smile gave a courteous nod and continued on his way to platform 9.
Hermione was quite pleased with the time. Not only did she have time to brush her teeth, and the essential things for getting ready for school, but she would have just enough time afterwards to find her friends before heading to the Head's compartment on the Hogwarts Express.
Now that she thought about it, Hermione was glad that she had to sit with the Head Boy in their own separate compartment on the journey to Hogwarts. This would mean that she would not have to share a compartment with The Boy Who Lived. Who knows what he would try on her if they were to be alone together for hours…
She shuddered at the thought as she entered Kings' Cross Public Washroom, dragging Crookshanks and her luggage along with her.
Quickly Hermione brushed her teeth, re-did her hair by hand, and straightened out her clothes.
By the time she was finished, and had run through the brick wall between platforms 9 and 10, she saw it was 10:42. She still had plenty of time before Harry and Ron would show up. Unfortunately for her however, the person she had least hoped to see on her arrival back at Hogwarts. Draco Malfoy.
She tried to avoid him as she walked towards the train, but of course, he had to start trouble.
"Where's Scarhead and Weasel?" Malfoy sneered, while glaring at Hermione as though she was filth.
Hermione just rolled her eyes as she said, "Sorry to disappoint you ferret, but they aren't here yet."
Malfoy made it look as though he was just passing by, but meanwhile shoved Hermione to the ground.
"Watch where you're going Mudblood" He spat before walking away.
Just as she was ridding herself from dirt and dust, Harry and Ron walked up to hear. At the sight of Harry, fear filled Hermione completely, but seeing Ron standing next to him comforted her. He wouldn't try anything with Ron right there, especially when there was a large crowd of people around, would he?
"No, of course not!" She assured herself.
She smiled happily as she leapt up and jumped first Ron, and than Harry.
"Hey Hermione!" Ron said excitedly. "How was your summer?"
Terrible is what Hermione wanted to say, thinking about the letters from Harry, the scars, the abuse, the arguments…but instead, she put on that partially fake smile (only partially because she was in fact happy to see Ronald again) and said "Pretty good, but it's great to see my friends again"
"It's great to see you too Hermione," Harry said, his tone of voice was not happy though, even a tad excited, it remained completely flat and emotionless.
This worried Hermione, but fortunately her thoughts were delivered elsewhere as Mr. And Mrs. Weasley came rushing through the large crowd of people, and hugged each of them as the trains whistle blew, sounding it's departure.
The trio quickly hurried onto the train, and waved their final good byes out of windows.
"Well, I'll see you guys later than!" Hermione said, remembering she had to meet the new Head Boy in one of the last compartments on the train.
"Where are you off to Hermione?" Ron asked confused.
"The Head's Compartment, I'll see you guys at the feast!" Hermione replied, quickly dragging her luggage down the small hallway, to the end of the train.
She opened the Heads Compartment to see none other than Draco Malfoy lounging (in the considerably larger) compartment.
"Granger," He snarled as she walked in and put her luggage on the shelf above them.
"Malfoy," She replied.
"Figures they'd pick a mudblood to be Head Girl. Dumbledore was always pitying you sort,"
"Figures you'd be chosen as head boy Malfoy. Tell me, how much exactly did your father have to pay for that? It must have been difficult for him to do so, seeing as last I heard, he had wound himself back in Azkaban."
"You'll pay for saying that one Granger," Malfoy said with daggers in his eyes, as he exited the compartment leaving Hermione alone and with no one to bicker with but herself.
Seeing as she had never really considered talking to herself as either a healthy hobby, or a fun one, she pulled out Hogwarts: A History. That book never got old no matter how many times she read it.
Unfortunately Hermione didn't get much time to herself. No sooner had she begun the third chapter of her favourite book had she been interrupted by the compartment door sliding open.
Figuring it was Malfoy she said, "What do you want you little worm?" Without looking up.
"That's no way to talk to your boyfriend now is it?"
Hermione looked up to see Harry standing before her, a devilish grin placed upon his face, and darkened green eyes.
"Tell me Hermione, how was your summer?"
"It was fine Harry.." Hermione said quietly, fearful of what was going to happen next.
"Awww why do you look so frightened Hermione? No one should be frightened of their own boy friend."
"You know Harry… I've been thinking a lot over the summer, and I really don't think that we should continue going out. I mean, this is our final year at Hogwarts and I think that it's extremely important that I maintain my hard work on my studies, and you should also! I just think that it would be better if we didn't continue to see each other anymore…"
"Dear sweet Hermione, you mustn't know what you are saying! How could you leave me after everything that I've given to you?" Harry responded, his grin widening and his eyes looking much more lustful.
Quickly, Harry locked the compartment door, closed the curtain, and put on a sound charm so that no one could either see, or hear Hermione scream.
"Harry…please, just, let me be…I was trying to read…"
"I haven't seen you in a long time Hermione…" was all that Harry said before pressing Hermione flat down against the seat, which she was sitting, and tossing her book aside.
"Harry, stop it!" Hermione hollered, but it did her no good.
Within a few seconds, Harry had climbed on top her Hermione and was forcefully kissing her. While she tried to object and screamed into his mouth, this only made Harry kiss her harder, forcing his tongue into her mouth causing both her lips to bruise, and tears to stream silently down her face.
Harry was beginning to undo his belt, when both Hermione and himself heard "Alohomora!"
Draco Malfoy entered the compartment, and was quite stunned to see Harry situated on top of Hermione, with his belt have undone, Hermione's face beat red, in what he assumed to be either shame or embarrassment.
"What are you doing in MY compartment Potter?" Malfoy questioned, though he knew exactly what he was doing.
"What does it look like Ferret?" Harry said angrily, trying to contain his anger.
"Hmmm I dunno, it seems as though you were trying to force yourself on one of the little mudbloods. Nothing, that wouldn't be expected of you of course."
"I don't have to force myself on anyone Malfoy. Now, as you can see, we are busy."
"And as apparently you failed to see, this is the HEAD'S compartment, get out Potty."
"I'm wanted here."
"By who? It doesn't seem as though Granger wants you here, and I definitely don't want you here."
For the first time, Harry glanced down at Hermione's pale, tear stained face. She was so frightened, and he loved it. Unfortunately with Malfoy in the way, this wasn't the right time, or place to be doing this with her.
"I'll see you later Hermione," Harry said, giving her a final rough kiss on the lips before departing.
"What was that all about Granger? Thought you loved the company of the Boy Who Fails to Die?"
"I do love Harry's company!" Hermione responded quickly, wiping away her tears and straightening her clothes.
"Than you would have been giving in to him instead of crying, unless…is that the way that you treat all of your boyfriends? By crying every time they want something from you?"
"Sod off Malfoy," Hermione said angrily. "I'm not in the mood,"
Malfoy saw her pleading, but also demanding look she was giving him, and decided to lay off, for now anyways. He'd have tons of time to pester her later, seeing as they did, have to share a common room and bathroom this year.
"Fine. I'm going to change now. We'll be arriving soon enough," Malfoy drawled.
With that, Malfoy pulled off his shirt, revealing a pale, but nicely toned chest, and had begun to tug on his belt before Hermione screamed "What are you doing?"
"Changing, what does it look like?" He snarled.
"Well go change elsewhere I'm trying to read!" Hermione responded while picking up her book once more.
"No," He said flatly. "This is my compartment, and if I choose to change here than you'll just have to deal with it!"
"Fine!" Hermione said. "I suppose I'll go change also!" Hermione grabbed her robes from her luggage, and sped off to the girls' bathroom, leaving one Draco Malfoy to chuckle at her embarrassment.
Hermione returned a few minutes later, knocking on the door and asking to ensure that Malfoy was fully clothed, before entering and reading for the remainder of the trip.
She was extremely relieved when the train pulled into Hogwarts for two reasons. One, being she could get away from this uncomfortable situation which she was in with Malfoy, and the second, being that now, she was finally home.
There's the third chapter! Thank you to everyone who has been reviewing, and I hope that you are happy with this chapter, and that it will keep you satisfied for a while because it was long, and took quite a while for me to write. I think I might be out of ideas for a few days:( I'll try my best though!
Love Always,
Carly Jayne.