Disclaimer: Its all JK's. The ideas for the chapter titles come from Sarah McLachlan's song Angle. Nothing but the plot (kinda because this it out of 3rd yr) belong to me.

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Hermione's POV

"You know what Hermione? I reckon you're cracking up. You're trying too much" Ron said. I could tell he was trying to be nice about it, but he was right. I am cracking up. I belong in some psych ward. I could feel my friends eyes on me. Ron's in particular. I looked to where he was looking. My Hand. My book. Both with spots of dried blood. Damn. Maybe he didn't notice. He probably didn't make the connection. Ok I just have to get out of here.

"No I'm not. I just made a mistake that's all" I said lying to my friends and my self. I hope I don't have to do that again. I know their worried. But the mustn't know. I'm fine on my own. I'm handling this just fine. No you not screamed a voice in the back of my head. Your cutting yourself. You're not normal. You need help. No I don't I screamed back at the voice. Still trying to figure out what I need or don't need I gave my friends a goodbye and told them I would see them next class, after talking to Professor Flitwick.

I left the room and went to the charms class. I hope Professor is their. Walking down the stairs I began to think of what to tell him. Arriving at the charms room I knocked on the door and entered the class. No students were in their, most still at lunch I guess.

"Professor Flitwick?" I asked scanning the room for the small teacher. He appeared form a tall stack of books

"Yes Miss Granger"

"Sorry I missed class today. I err had some problems with the time tur--"

"Quite alright." squeaked the small man.

"Umm what did I miss?

"Today we worked on the cheering charm. Not quite difficult at all. As long as you get the notes and practice a bit I'm sure a student like your self will do fine."

"Thank you Professor" I said and left. How could I have missed the cheering charm. Probably wouldn't have worked on me anyway. But still I bet it'll be important for end of the year exams. How could I be so stupid? My feet quickened. I need to cut. I found my self in Myrtles bathroom on the second floor. She was luckily gone. Last time I tried to cut here, she was floating above the stalls and I had to find another private place.

I entered my usual stall, the one right in the center. I locked the door and sat on the toilet. Silent tears steamed down my cheeks. Why am I like this? I pulled my knife oft of my pocket. I made several red lines across both arms. I sighed in relief, freeing my bad emotions. Then…pow they all came back. Guilt strongest of all. My friends love me and I'm lying to them. I'm hurting my self, when there isn't much reason. I started crying again, this time not silently. My face wrinkled up. I'm sure I look a mess.

Wait. What's that? Footsteps were approaching the girls room. Someone is just passing by, no one ever comes in here.

I heard a loud creek of the door, some one entered. Please just let them use the toilet and leave.

"Hermione?"

Ron. Ron? What's he doing in here?

"Hermione, I know your in their. You ok?" He asked

"Ron Get out of here. Your not suppose to be in here" I shouted at him. Just leave, I thought, please Ron just go away. It's none of your business.

"You didn't have a problem with it last year" snapped Ron. I didn't expect that. His voice became more soft "Hermione, I thought. I though I herd some one make a whimper kind of noise. I know it wasn't Myrtle"

"Ron I'm fine," I shouted again, lying once more

"Then come out, We can head up to divination together"

"I will just meet you and Harry up their" I told him, becoming more and more frustrated.

"Just come out Hermione"

"Fine" I told him. I rolled my sleeves down, wiped my tears away and pocketed my knife. I stepped out of the stall, hoping we would walk to class and that would be the end of it., "Ok Ron lets go to class."

"Hermione, what's wrong? Your eyes are red"

"I'm just fine Ronald!"

Ron took a deep sigh. "Hermione" he pleaded "Please tell me what's wrong. I won't tell anyone. Not even Harry. We can all tell something is bothering you."

"Ron no. You'll tell McGonagall. I'll get sent to the hospital wing and my parents will get a very sad letter in the owl post."

"You're not bulimic, are you?".

"Course not Ron." I said looking at my feet. I smiled slightly for a moment because of Ron's reasoning. "But it is something else, perhaps just as bad" His expression became very worried and confused

"Ron?" I asked. "Here, this will explain it" And with that I pulled up my left sleeve. His eyes grew wide, but at the same time I felt a bit of relief.

"Her-Hermione? H-how did you? Who did this to you?"

I put her sleeve back down. "Ron" I said looking at the ground again. "I err I did that to my self" I blushed, embarrassed and ashamed with my self.

"Hermione? Why would you do something like that?"

"Ron, it--it's hard to explain" I told him "It's sort of a err a release, I guess. A distraction from stress and the things that hurt me inside"

"Doesn't it hurt?"

I paused "Yes and no."

"Wha--?"

"It hurts, buts it feels better than the emotional pain I guess" I said, wanting very much to be alone.

"How long have you you you--know"

"Since that day in potions class when I accidentally sliced my finger in potions back in October"

(End Hermione's POV)

Ron leaned against the wall and sat down. Hermione remained standing.

"Your not going to tell anyone are you?"

"Hermione, I'm not the smart one but I know that it's dangerous"

"Please Ron"

Ron looked up at her with concern.

"Alright Hermione."

"Oh thank you so much Ron" Hermione said and walked over to her friend and sat down.

"Yeah. But you should at least get those cuts healed"

"Ron I don't need them healed, they'll heal on their own"

"I'm not telling you to go to Pomfrey or anything. If any one can do it you can"

Hermione gave him a small smile.

"Besides, Hermione isn't hard to hide"

Hermione grabbed her bag and pulled it over. Reaching inside she pulled out the container of magical foundation. Ron took it and read what it was.

"Hermione?"

"Yeah Ron?"

"Will you please stop?"

"I want to but…"

"But what?"

"But it-it's just so addictive."

Ron reached over to Hermione and gave her a hug. "It's gonna be alright"

"Thanks Ron"

"Yeah, anytime. We should talk more later, but if we don't hurry we're going to be late for divination"

"Alright" They stood up and walked to the door.

"Wait Hermione"

"What?"

"Umm the err knife. Its not that I don't trust you. I just well you said it was addictive and--"

"You want me to give it to you don't you"

"Yeah, we all care about you Hermione. Harry and the whole lot of Gryffindor. It anything ever happened--"

Hermione reached into her cloak pocket and handed it over. "Here"

"Ok let's get going"

"Ron, Harry doesn't know you meet up with me. He might ask what happened or where we've been. I'll meet you two at the foot of the ladder. I don't want Harry to know. He has enough on his plate."

"You sure Hermione?"

"Yeah go a head"

"If you say so"

The duo split up and took different ways to the north tower. Ron was in search of Harry. He found him coming out of the common room on his way upstairs. Not long after the got to the ladder Hermione showed up.

"I can't believe I missed Cheering Charms; And I bet they come up in our exams. Professor Flitwick hinted they might", Hermione said. Trying to be as normal as possible.

The trio climbed the ladder and entered the divination room.

"I thought we weren't studying crystal balls until next term." said Ron eyeing the crystal balls placed around the room. He also was trying to keep normal.

"Don't complain, this means we've finished palmistry" muttered Harry "I was getting sick of her flinching every time she looked at my hands"

"Good day to you" said Professor Trelawney in her misty voice "I have decided to introduce the crystal ball a little earlier than I had planned. The fates have informed me that your examination in June will concern the orb, and I am anxious to give you sufficient practice."

"Well, honestly… 'The fates have informed her'…. and who sets the exam? She does. What an amazing prediction?" Hermione said as Ron and Harry tried not to laugh. After Trelawney talked more about the orbs they got to work.

"See anything yet?" Asked Harry after 15 minutes.

"Yeah, theirs a burn on the table" said Ron pointing to the burn "Someone's spilled their candle."
"This is such a waste of time. I could be practicing something useful. I could be catching up on cheering charms--" said Hermione

"Would anyone like me to help them interpret the shadowy portents with in their Orb?" The professor murmured.

"I don't need help" Ron whispered "It's obvious what this means. There's going to be loads of fog tonight."

Hermione and Harry burst out laughing. Hermione had not laughed so hard in weeks.

"Now really" Professor Trelawney said looking into Harry's orb" Now there is something here. Something moving…but what is it? My dear….it is here, plainer than ever before….my dear, stalking towards you, growing ever closer…the Gr--"

"Oh, for goodness' sake!" said Hermione loudly "Mot that ridiculous Grim again!"

The room was in shock. The teacher almost was shacking with anger.

"I am sorry to say that from the moment you have arrived in this class, my dear, it has been apparent that you do not have what the noble art of divination requires. Indeed, I don't remember ever meeting a student whose mind was so hopelessly mundane"

-Silence-

"Fine!" Hermione said shoving her supplies into her bag "Fine" she said again, swinging her bag onto her shoulder and almost knocking Ron off his chair. "I give up! I'm leaving!"

And with that Hermione stormed out of the room. The class stared at her in amazement. Hermione had given up on a class. Ron felt a bit of concern as she left. I hope she doesn't do anything rash. I hope she doesn't hurt her self. He thought. After several minutes the class finally settled down.

"Remember?" said Lavender "Professor you said 'Around Easter one of our number will leave us forever!' You said it ages ago"

Ron gulped hoping the only leaving Hermione was doing was quitting divination.

"Some day Hermione's having, eh?" Ron told Harry

"Yeah….."Harry replied, not knowing the full extent of what Hermione has been through.

A/N" Remember to review guys. It's much appreciated. Any constructive criticism? I know the gamer and spelling suck please just bear with me, I'm typing this in my first block class in a hurry. Thanks for reading!