A/N: Chapter 7 is here! I know… That last chapter had some heavy stuff in it. I just want to take this time to tell people that stuff like that can happen. It's not something that can be taken lightly. So please, if something is going on in your life don't hesitate to tell anyone. I almost waited too long to tell people about things that were going on in my life, but when my friend found out, I was happy that people were there for me. Don't hesitate to tell anyone. You're all beautiful people, and it would be so sad to lose anyone. I promise though. These chapters will get better. It's going to take a lot to recover for her though. I love all of your reviews! They make my heart all happy. (: Thank you beautiful humans for filling me with joy. Don't forget to review!

I own nothing but the plot. JK Rowling owns the characters and anything else that looks familiar.

Chapter 7:

Draco was stunned. He honestly did not know what to do for the first time in his life. He sat back in his chair as he watched the short curly haired brunette run out of the room in tears. Raped. Beaten. Those were basically the only two words that he really got out of everything that she said.

She was also cutting herself. That explained all of the marks that he saw on her arms. He looked up at hearing footsteps and saw Professor Slughorn coming towards him. "Draco my dear boy! What happened to Ms. Granger?" He asked, enquiring about the young girl.

"Oh. She wasn't feeling well professor." He saw Slughorn nod sympathetically before walking away. Draco turned his eyes and looked towards Blaise who was staring at him with a curious expression on his face.

Draco just shook his head and mouthed later to his friend, before packing up his things. As soon as the class was dismissed, he walked out of the room with Blaise.

"Draco what happened? I saw the look on your face. I saw the look on Grangers face. What happened?" Blaise asked him, looking at the blonde for any signs of information.

The blonde shook his head before jerking it. "Not here Blaise. My common room. Now." With that the two boys started the trek to the head's common room. Before they could make it to the staircase however they heard the stomping of feet and someone yelling out something that he couldn't quite hear.

The next thing he saw, was a mop of black hair, and Potter running past them, something limp in his arms.

At that moment, Draco's blood ran cold. He looked at Blaise who was looking back at him in horror. "Was that Granger? In Potter's arms?" Blaise asked, his look mirroring Draco's. "I think so Blaise."

"Dude what's going on? I saw those looks you were giving Granger. I saw how horrified you looked. And now Potter runs past here, with her in his arms passed out and she's bleeding. What's going on?!" He asked again.

Draco just shook his head, before breaking into a run, Blaise hot on his trail, running as fast as they could towards the Hospital Wing. Upon making it there, they both ran through the doors and looked at the sight of a frantic Madam Pomfrey and a somber looking Potter. Looking at the bed, they saw Granger there, as white as a sheet, blood seeping out of the open wound on her arm. There were cuts all over here. Not an inch of her skin was clean. Draco felt like he was going to be sick.

The moment Draco took a step though, Potter's head snapped up, a dark look coming across his face. "What are you doing here Malfoy? You're not welcome here!" He all but snapped at the blonde wizard.

Draco looked at Potter as if he were crazy. "I'm not welcome here? I'm not welcome here? What about you Potter?! You haven't been Grangers friend at all since the school year started and you expect me to believe that you're friends with her now?!" "I am…" But before he could get more than two words out, Draco exploded. "No! You're not friends with her! You haven't been her friend at all! Look at her Potter! Does she look okay to you?!"

Potter looked at the prone Granger lying on the bed, as another somber look came across his face. "No. She doesn't look okay does she? You follow after the two Weasley's and you don't even know when Weaselette is lying to you! I may not be Granger's friend, but I've been a whole lot nicer to her then you have this year."

Potter looked as if he'd been slapped. "Ginny hasn't," Draco cut him off right there with a cold laugh. "You've been too blind Potter! You don't see it but I have! Granger's been through enough. Get out now." He said in a deadly calm voice.

"You can't," Potter started but before he could finish, Madam Pomfrey swooped down on all of them like a hawk. "Out now! You're all disturbing me with what I have to do! So out!" She pointed towards the door, and with one last glare at Draco and Blaise, Potter stormed out of the room, muttering obscenities under his breath. "Madam Pomfrey, as Head Boy I have a right to stay. So I'm staying. Blaise is too."

"Mr. Malfoy," the nurse began, but then sighed realizing that it was pointless before turning around and continuing her work on Granger.

Draco and Blaise sat on the bed opposite Granger and watched the nurse work on her. She had pulled Granger's shirt up a bit before letting out a loud gasp, and trying to set to healing some of Granger's bruises. He heard a noise next to him and turned his face, seeing Blaise's expression. "What happened?" Blaise murmured in horror. "I'll tell you later." Draco said.

"Well… That's the best that I can fix Ms. Granger up. Since the wounds on her arms were self-inflicted, I'm afraid that those one's have to heal on her own. She's going to have terrible scarring when they do finish healing." The nurse shook her head before turning around and heading back towards her office. Before she walked in she turned to the two boys sitting on the bed. "If she wakes up, come call me boys." And with that, she walked back into her office and shut her door with a click.

When the Medi-Witch was in her room, Blaise turned back to Draco and leveled him with a stare. "Now are you going to tell me what happened and why Granger has bruises and why she's been hurting herself?"

Draco sighed before looking at the sleeping girl lying on the bed, looking much more frail then she had in class. "When I was questioning her… I asked her how she go the bruises… She said her mother died this summer… And her father beat her man. But he didn't just beat her. He raped her." Draco whispered out the last part, his tone laced with disgust.

No matter any of the horrible things he had done, raping women, especially someone that was defenseless was disgusting. Even his own father who deserves to rot in hell for all that he's done, had never raped a woman before.

Her turned his head and looked at his best friend, whose look once again morphed into horror as he stared at the small girl on the bed. "Why… Why would her father do that to her? It's inhumane." He said, feeling his heart go out to the Gryffindor.

"And that's why she hurt herself. She has no one. Not her parents, friends, no one. She's virtually alone." He said. He then shook his head, coming to an unconscious decision to not leave the girl alone any more than was necessary.

HGHGHGHGHG

She didn't know what to think anymore. Malfoy knew her secret. What was he going to do with that information? Was he going to use it against her? Was he going to tell everyone? She wasn't sure.

Hermione looked around at the room that looked so unfamiliar to her. There was a table and chairs, and a warm comfortable looking couch. Walking around she decided to call out. "Hello. Is anybody here?" She waited a few minutes before frowning slightly. She was about to call out again, when there was a blinding white light.

"Hello Hermione." Her heart physically stopped. She rubbed at her eyes to make sure that she wasn't seeing things. "Mum?" She asked and walked towards the woman in question.

Her mother smiled at her and nodded. "Hello darling. I've missed you." She said, looking over at her beautiful daughter. "Mum!" She screamed and ran towards her, throwing her arms around her. She felt so real to Hermione. She was able to touch her.

"Mum where am I?" Hermione asked, looking around again. "You're in a kind of limbo Hermione. They were able to stabilize you and we don't have much time together." Her mother said.

Hermione then shook her head. "No mum. Please. I don't want to go back. I want to go with you. There's nothing there for me anymore. Dad he… He hasn't been a very nice man. I have no friends. Mum I want to come with you." She then started weeping, looking up at her mother, tears rolling down her face. "I know Hermione. I know all of the things your father has done. He isn't a very nice man anymore, and I wish you didn't have to go through that. But you have to go back. You're still so young, baby. You have so much to do with your life." She smiled at her daughter before pulling her into a tight hug.

"And as for your friends. They'll come along. It was Harry that brought you to the Hospital Wing. And you have two young boys waiting on another bed, hoping that you'll wake up. Everything will turn out alright for you Hermione. I promise."

She smiled lovingly at her daughter, running her hands through her hair. Hermione knew which two boys her mum was talking about, but it was still so weird to her. "We don't have much time Hermione. You have to go now. But remember, I will always love you." She leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Hermione's forehead, before the light got brighter and brighter.

"Wait! Mum please don't go! Please! I love you so much. Please." She cried as her mum faded away before everything went black and Hermione knew no more.

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Squirming slightly in her bed, Hermione slowly began to open her eyes. Looking around the room she turned her head and saw two boys conversing quietly on another bed.

She really couldn't believe that they were here. She didn't know what to make of it. She quietly cleared her throat, and they both stopped talking before looking over at her.

She looked warily at Malfoy as he opened his mouth. "Glad to see you're awake Granger." With that, he hopped off the bed, to go tell Madam Pomfrey that she was awake.