The days became shorter for Hermione. She was spending most of the day at Diagon Alley, walking around to all of the shops, gazing at all the stuff. It had been nearly a week since she had left her home. She waited anxiously in her room everyday, for any letters from her parents. None ever came. Hermione was still angry at them for lying to her for so many years.
She had written to Ron and Harry when she arrived at Diagon Alley to tell them where she was. She didn't tell them about her being adopted. Both had written back to tell her that they would be at Diagon Alley to collect their books in a few days.
Hermione finished getting ready to go meet Harry and Ron. She decided to go early, so she could buy her school books. She put on a light blue overshirt over a matching tank top. She was also wearing a black mini-skirt, with black pumps. She finished putting up her hair and walked out of her room.
She was in the checkout lane at the bookstore when someone bumped into her. Luckily, she had a tight grip on her books. Or else all the books would be all over the floor.
"Hey, watch where you're going. Can't you see me standing here?" She asked rudely, slowly turning around. When she did so, she was face to chest with someone. She looked up, recognizing the face. It belonged to Gregory Goyle, one of her enemies.
"How dare you try to occupy the same space as me Mudblood," Goyle responded, smoothing out his robes.
"What are you doing here alone Goyle? I thought that Malfoy didn't let stupid you out of his sight." Goyle's face became red. He reached into his robes and oulled out his wand. Hermione sttod there helpless. She had left her wand back in her room. It was too long for her to carry it in her pocket.
"Oh no you don't. No magic in my store," the bookeeper said, walking over to Goyle. "If you want to do magic, you can leave my store." Goyle put his wand away.
"I'll be waiting for you Mudblood You can't hide in here forever," he whispered to Hermione. Hermione grew nervous. She didn't know exactly what Goyle would do. She hurriedly paid for her boots and rushed out of the store. She didn't know if Goyle was there or not.
"I told you that I would be waiting for you Mudblood," Goyle said, leaning against the wall.
"Piss off Goyle. And my name is Granger. Somone as stupid as you should know that." Hermione began to walk away. She didn't know if Goyle was following her not, all she could do was keep walking.
She had just finished unlocking her door when Goyle shoved her inside. She heard him lock the door behind them. She tried to get past him but he shoved her back, away from him and the door.
"Goyle, get the hell out of my room," she demanded, walking towards the door again. Again, Goyle pushed her away.
"Is that how you treat someone who is higher than you? Disrespecting me like this. I thought that you were smart."
"Please Goyle. Dirt is higher than you. I just can't belive that you haven't figured it out yet." Goyle slapped her hard across the face. Her cheek became hot. Instinctively, Hermione put her hand on her cheek. She fought hard to keep in the tears that were forming in her eyes. She didn't want to show any weakness to Goyle, for that would show him that he won. She put her hand down and stood firmly.
"Now Mudblood, you have to suffer the consequences."
"For what? Telling the truth?"
"No. For being disrespectful to someone who is higher than you." Goyle pulled out his wand. Hermione glanced over to her nightstand. Her wand was in the drawer, if only she could get to it. She made her way over to it, but Goyle stepped in her path. "Trying to get to your wand eh? Well I'll take it from you." He reached into the drawer and pulled it out of the drawer. He held it in his hand.
"What are you going to do Goyle? Hex me into having boils all over my face? Make me eat slugs? Because it may backfire and hit you. Especially if you don't say it right."
"No, I'm going to do something much better," he said, muttering a binding spell on her hands.
"Well, if you think that you are going to do an Unforgivable Curse on me, you'll be expelled from Hogwarts, as well as be sent to Azkaban." Goyle placed a silent charm on her. He walked over and placed his hands on her hips.
"This is going to be more enjoyable for you than it is for me. I've done this before," he whispered in her ear. Hermione's eyes grew larger. Goyle slide his hands up from her hips to her shoulders. He slide her overshirt off her shoulders.
"You know, you are a lot prettier than you might think. You should show off your body more. Guys will actually look at you. But then again, you are a Mudblood, so nobody will want you." Goyle continued to grope her.
He was sliding his fingers up her skirt as tears were falling down her cheeks. This was it. She was going to lose her virginity by being raped by someone who was her enemy. She just kept crying as he continued touching her.
Goyle began to grind against her, his member getting harder. Finally gaining enough courage, Hermione headbutted Goyle. She thought that she heard his nose breaking. He moaned and released her.
"Oh, so you want to play hard to get. That's okay. We'll finish this later. I have to go meet Malfoy now anyways. And if you so much as tell anyone about this, I'll hurt you so much, you'd wish you were dead. I'll get your family first," he said as he walked to the door. Before he walked out, he took off the binding spells. Hermione sat down on the floor, her knees up to her chest. Tears were flowing harder.
For the next few days, Hermione stayed in her room, only coming out for meals. Luckily, Goyle stayed away. But she didn't want to risk it. She even avoided Harry and Ron, as they stopped by every few hours, knocking on her door and telling her that they missed her.
The day before she was supposed to go back to Hogwarts, Hermione decided to change everything about her appearance. She placed a spell on her hair to make it stay straight for as long as she wanted, as well as permanently dying it blonde. She made it so that her roots would never show. Then she made her body fill out more. She didn't want anyone to recognize her.
Finally, the morning of the first of September came. The new and improved Hermione Jane Granger, made her way to King's Cross train station. She crossed the barrier onto platform 9 3/4 and made her way to an empty compartment. She fatened in her trunk and sat down. She was too busy staring out the window that she didn't hear the compartment door being opened.
"Hey you. Have you seen Hermione Granger? She's Head Girl. Figured that she would be in here," Hermione heard the voice of her worst enemy, Draco Malfoy. Maybe he thought that she was a first year.
"Yeah, I've seen her Malfoy. Why do you want her?"
"Professor McGonagall sent me. As I am Head Boy. We have to share a compartment. A pureblood has to share a compartment with a mudblood. My blood has already begun to boil. Now, where is she?" Draco asked, turning to leave.
"You don't have to look anymore Malfoy," Hermione said, turning around. Draco's mouth dropped.
"Granger? It was you the whole time? I thought that I was talking to a first year. You look...different," Draco stammered. Hermione smiled lightly.
"Is this the real Draco Malfoy I'm looking at? The Malfoy I know is normally horrible to muggle-borns like me. Why are you being so nice?" Hermione ushered, even though she wasn't really a muggle-bron.
"Don't get used to it Granger. Now, get your trunk and lets go. I have to meet Crabbe and Goyle at our compartment." Hermione paused at the sound of Goyle's name. Draco saw the expression on her face. It was of pure terror. "Granger, are you alright? It looks like you've seen a ghost. Did Crabbe or Goyle hurt you over the holiday?" The words just slipped out before Draco could stop them.
"I don't want to talk about the holiday Malfoy. A lot happened to me during it," Hermione blurted out. She picked up her trunk and followed Draco to the Head compartment. Crabbe and Goyle were waiting for them. The look that Goyle gave her made her shudder.
"Crabbe, Goyle, no one is to talk to Granger. Understand?" Draco demanded. They nodded. For some reason, Draco was being nice to her. Soon, everything was back to normal. Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle were ignoring her. She sat back in her seat and watched the scenery go by. Soon, it was dark outside. Crabbe and Draco had left the compartment to go change. Hermione had already changed as did Goyle. Hermione grew tense when they left, for now she was alone with Goyle.
"Don't worry Granger. I'm not going to do anything with you here on the train. We'll finish when I'm ready and you least expect it. Weasley and Potter won't be able to stop us either." Draco and Crabbe returned moments later, just as the train was stopping in Hogsmeade. Everyone filed off and made their way to either the horseless drawn carriages, or to the boats. They were making their way back to the castle. For some, it was going to be their last time going to Hogwarts. Hermione had to fight back the tears.
After the first years had been sorted into their houses, Professor McGonagall stood in front of everyone. She raised her hands to silent the entire Great Hall. Everyone fell silent, including the House ghosts.
"First, I would like to introduce myself to everyone. My name is Professor McGonagall. Before this year, I was the Transfiguration teacher. But, with Headmaster Dumbledore's absence, I am taking on the duties of Interm Headmistress.
"To all of the First Years, I would like to welcome you to Hogwarts. To everyone else, welcome back. At this time, I would like to introduce you to the new Head Boy and Girl. These two individuals are the highest ranked students in their year. One is a wonderful scholar while the other is wonderful at Quidditch. They are Hermione Granger, from Gryffindor House, and Draco Malfy, from Slytherin House. And now, as most of us are hungry, we may proceed to the feast." As soon as she said this, food appeared on the tables. Everyone began to eat. Everyone but Hermione. Draco saw this and stood. He walked over to Hermione, ignoring all the glares.
"Granger, can I talk to you? It's very important Head business." Hermione nodded and stood. They walked out of the Great Hall and began to make their way to their dormitory.
Professor McGonagall had told them where the dormitory was on the train. As well as telling them the password. Hermione watched and took in everything that she saw. Some things were new and Hermione wanted to remember everything. This was her last year at Hogwarts. This was what she called home for so long during the years. It was the beginning of the end of her Hogwarts journey.