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A Hope for Renewed Love
Chapter Two
When Hermione opened her eyes, she was met with blinding sunlight. She inwardly groaned at the sunshine for waking her. She made a move to sit up in her bed, but feeling an immense pain throbbing in her head, she decided to story still for a few minutes. It was then that she realized she was in a room she had never seen before.
The walls were bathed in lavender, and she had three large windows on one wall. The window in the center was a beautiful stained glass window of a starry night over a proud, grand castle that was surrounded by colorful pastel flowers. She was lying in a glorious canopy bed. The canopy itself was of the finest white lace, and the frame of the bed was of a deep cheery wood. The comforter on the bed was a shade of violet, not too dark, that complemented the lavender walls. There were four pillows on the bed, two of lilac and two of a deep, dark violet.
Still with a slight headache, Hermione slowly got out of the bed to have a look around. There was a moderately large closet to hang clothes in, as well as a fairly big dresser made of the same rich wood as the bed. A grand vanity stood against one wall by a full-length mirror. The vanity had a silver mirror attached to it, and also came with a quaint little stool. As Hermione was walking the perimeter of the room, observing every small detail, she came to a door that read Head Girl Bathroom. She opened the door, and stood shocked with her jaw dropped.
There was a large shower against one wall as well as a marble sink. The toilet was as normal as any other. Against the opposite wall stood a cabinet complete with towels, hand cloths, shampoos, conditioners, and all sorts of toiletries. By far the best thing in the room was the tub. It was big enough to fit three people and she could charm it to have bubbles or jet the water to a massaging pace. Hermione decided a hot shower would be nice and quickly got under a warm flow of water.
Forty-five minutes later, Hermione got down to the common room to find Draco sitting on one of the sofas.
"Gee, thanks for taking your time Mudblood," Draco snapped.
"I didn't ask you to wait for me!" Hermione replied indignantly.
"Yes. Well, you didn't look too well off last night. I doubt you even heard a word that fool had to say about these dorms." Draco looked smug when Hermione didn't retort, for it was true.
"Malfoy, will you just tell me the password so I can go to breakfast? I'm really not in the mood to deal with you at the moment."
"That's just too damn bad then, isn't it? Looks like you'll be spending your time in the hallway."
"We don't have to stay here, unless you've forgotten that. I made sure to hear that. So I can just go to the Head Girl room in the Gryffindor tower." Hermione pulled one of Malfoy's infamous smirks. He narrowed his eyes at her.
"Think about it Granger. Do you really want to stay in those bloody dorms? They're not nearly as extravagant as these ones, though still nothing compared to home. Let's not forget that now you'll have complete privacy too. Unless you like The Boy Who Won't Die and The Flaming Fag Weasley following you around everywhere, asking you to do their homework."
"They do their own homework!"
"Don't be dunce, you idiot! Obviously you're not as smart as we all think you are. You can't tell me that they don't use you for homework. Hell, if there was someone smarter than me in the Slytherin Tower, I would make him or her do my homework too."
"Harry and Ron are my friends. They don't use me. They are not cruel, selfish, arrogant, little bastards!" Hermione now had fire in her eyes, and was trying to control her breathing. Her hand had slowly made contact around the base of her wand, in case she was to need it.
"Well, someone sure gets her temper up fast. Stop being feisty Mudblood, and take your hand off of your wand. I don't recommend taking it to that level." Draco looked at the clock on the wall. "Oh, would you look at that? It's time to go!"
"I still need that bloody password, Malfoy," Hermione shouted after him. She just heard him laugh as she ran to catch up to him. When she did, she saw the pure joy on his face for having the upper hand on the Gryffindor Goodie. Assuming she was not going to get the password, she simply muttered, "You're just the bastard your father is."
At this comment, Draco grabbed Hermione's arm and pushed her against the wall, fire burning in his eyes. Draco could, once again, see the fear in Hermione's eyes, and wondered if she was that afraid of him. She immediately sank to the ground and huddled herself against the stone. Draco just stared at her before speaking in a dangerously low voice.
"Never speak about my father again Granger." With that, Draco walked away towards the Great Hall, leaving Hermione with fresh tears in her eyes.
After a few minutes, Hermione made her way into the Great Hall. She sat down across from Ron and next to Harry. She didn't eat anything and told the boys she wasn't hungry. That's when Harry noticed the red eyes.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" Harry asked with concern taking over his eyes. Ron too looked worried.
"Nothing. I'm fine. Just a little tired." Hermione replied, trying not to look either boy in the eyes.
"You never came to Gryffindor Tower last night Hermione. Where were you?" Ron was looking at her with the same concern and caring in his eyes that Harry had. Hermione took that opportunity to explain to her friends about the Head Dorms. She also told them how she had fainted in the hall and Draco must have taken her up there. At this comment, both boys became furious.
"You mean to tell me that he touched you? The bastard! I don't trust him. Not with you. Is he why you're upset? Did he do something to you? Did he hurt you?" Ron was boiling with anger now and already making threats against the blond Slytherin.
"No, Ron. Draco didn't hurt me. He just won't tell me the bloody password to our common room." Hermione gave a large sigh, and both boys decided to drop the subject for the moment. Soon McGonagall was handing out the schedules to all the students. Upon receiving hers, she was pleased to see that her first class was Care of Magical Creatures. The only downside was it being with the Slytherins.
As soon as Harry and Ron finished their meals, the trio started the trek to Hagrid's Hut.
All throughout class, Draco Malfoy had one thing on his mind. 'Why in the hell was Hermione so afraid of him? She'd never been this scared before. So what had happened to her courage? Why was she all of a sudden showing him the fear he had always strived to get from her?'
He kept looking at her. She acted normal around Potter and Weasley. They were most likely clueless. Ron noticed Draco staring at Hermione and moved in front of her so as to block Draco's view. Draco just rolled his eyes and kept thinking.
His mind went back to the train ride. He thought back to when he had first found Hermione. She had been singing. The lyrics came rushing back to him.
Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you
I try my hardest just to forget everything
Because of you
I don't know how to let anyone else in
Because of you
I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty
Because of you
I am afraid
The idea struck him like a lightning bolt. Had someone hurt Hermione over the summer? It's not like he cared, he just always loved knowing everyone's secrets and solving puzzles.
He tried to steal another glance at Hermione, but both Weasley and Potter now blocked her. As soon as the bell chimed from the school, Draco started making his way to the grand castle.
He could hear the Golden trio talking, and felt personally determined to find out what had happened to Hermione. No matter what it took, he would find out.
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