Ok...recap!
"Where have u been staying the past year and a half or so?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well you have not been with your parents.."
"How did you know that! No one knows that! I have been with my aunt! My parents are going through..um..a hard time right now... Don't change the subject, though!"
"It's just..you know how im living in a foster home?"
"Yeah...?"
"It's your parents, Draco. They are my foster parents..." Draco stared at her and just walked away backing up slowly then turning around and rushing to go somewhere..anywhere..but there.
The beast is Lucius Malfoy.
Ok now for chapter...drum roll...3...yay...ok..reviews..
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Why did she not tell me? Why did no one tell me? How come no one knows! Draco was confused and deep in thought as he hurried through the corridors of Hogwarts and ignored the "Hey, Draco!" 's that came his way.
When were my parents going to tell me? What were they going to say? "Oh, Draco! Hermione is 'living' with us!" Also what were they doing to her to make her so sad? I have not heard from them in a while. Why would they want someone like Hermione!
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Why did he walk away like that! Well I probably would have, too. Maybe I should of told him sooner? I should not of told him at all! Hermione was making her way to her next class (Transfiguration) and praying that Draco was there so she could maybe say "haha just kidding! You know? A funny.." no, no, no..that wont work. People don't just go around saying "your parents are my foster parents" and crying as you say it.
Maybe I will just not talk to him. He can come to me. Wait, why should I care? This is Malfoy I am talking about. What am I thinking? He probably walked away like he did so I wouldn't see him laughing! That's it. So who cares? I won't talk to him and he most likely will not talk to me. It works!
I should of never gone to that house in the first place! I should of known that Repugnant was some sick made up name! Why did I not just run away? I could have found somewhere to go. Anywhere. I was stupid.
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Hermione was the last one to class, almost late. Draco had been the second to the last to arrive.
Professor McGonagall had paired everyone up for a new "turn your partner into an animal" lesson. Draco and Hermione were paired together.
Everyone took a place and began. There were birds, monkey's, dogs, cats, etc.
Draco and Hermione had not yet begun. Hermione did not even look at him.
"Your going to have to communicate with me. This lesson will last a few days." Draco spoke coldly and quietly.
"I don't have to do anything." Hermione still did not look at him.
"Why did you not tell me!" Draco raised his voice. He sounded alarmed and confused.
"It's none of your business, Draco!"
"They ARE my parents! I think it IS my business!"
"Well...I..you..I can't stand you!" and she swished her wand and ended with it pointing towards Draco. There were a few red sparks, a lot of gold sparks, and then something that looked like snow shooting out of her wand causing the scene to become foggy; more foggy than anyone else's lesson was going. So, naturally, everyone stopped what they were doing to look and see what was going on. The smoke cleared, and sitting there on the ground was Draco,
a cute fuzzy rabbit.
Hermione left the room and went to straight to her dorm and collapsed onto her bed and then...
Darkness.
"Hermione... Hermione... come out come out wherever you are!" Whose voice is that? She sounds nice. Her voice is loving and soft. "There you are!"
The dark was now overpowered by light and the woman grabbed hold of the young 5 year old Hermione and pulled her out of the closet. They were both laughing hysterically and tickling each other as they lie on the floor.
"Oh Hermione, I'm going to miss you when I go."
"Go where mummy?" tears began to water up in the depths of her eyes.
"What? I'm not going anywhere, silly!" did she not say she was leaving? "How about I make you some breakfast, sweety?"
They went into the kitchen and Hermione sat at the table while her mum began taking breakfast foods out of the fridge. Hermione then noticed a large envelope sitting on the table. She reached for it wanting to attempt to read it like all little children do with mail when they are younger. She had succeeded in opening the letter and was looking at the words only making out small ones like "she, and, it, kill..." kill? Kill? What had her parents been up to? And suddenly...
Slap. Hermione's eyes watered.
"Hermione, don't you ever read the mail again! It is nothing of your concern!"
"I'm sorry, I was just looking..." and yet another slap. This time, though, with more force, and everything went black.
"Hermione?...Hermione!" Hermione awoke with a small shriek. "Hermione are you ok? Hermione? Can you hear me?"
Hermione finally came to, "Draco? Draco what are you doing here? How did you..."
"Hermione, you were screaming in your sleep and crying. Your face is tear streaked. Are you alright?"
Hermione thought for a moment. Why would she dream about something so vile. Her mom would never do that. Maybe she felt her parents' death was like someone slapping her in the face? "I'm fine. How did u get in here?"
"I came to apologize for earlier.. I should not of rushed off like that. I should of talked to you. And about the bunny thing, well, I know your sorry so I forgive you.."
"I'm not sorry now HOW did you get in here?" Hermione was very curious.
"I just told the dragon in the portrait to let me in or I would introduce him to a real dragon.. But about earlier..and you living with my parents.." Hermione stopped breathing. Oh no what is he going to say? "Did my dad..ever..touch you?"
Hermione just looked at him. She still Wasn't breathing and her eyes began to water. "No of course not. Why would you say something so horrible about your father?"
"Ever since you moved in with them you have changed. You don't talk to anyone at school. And I know they have serious drug and alcohol problems. It's..um..one of the reasons im staying with my aunt... Hermione, if he did...would you tell me?"
Hermione was now crying and trying to hold back but couldn't. "Draco, its horrible..the evil..the hate.."
"You mean..he has?"
"What do you want me to say Draco? Ok yes! Your father 'touches' me!" she was now crying hysterically and Draco found himself wrapping his arms around her and trying to comfort her.
"Me, too..." Hermione stopped crying and stared at him.
"What do you mean 'me too', Draco?"
"He did..the same to me.." He did not cry. He did not make eye contact with Hermione. He just stared at the bed.
"Draco...I...you..." Hermione began crying again. And they hugged each other once more.
"Hermione I just came to apologize to you...you should go back to sleep..."
Hermione laid back down under the covers, and Draco got up. "Draco? Could you..stay awhile?"
"Yeah, sure..." and Hermione scooted over on the bed to leave room for Draco. He paused for a moment, then got in the bed with her.
Hermione was facing away from him and asked, "Draco..can you hold me?"
He cuddled up next to her and held her tightly and she leaned in towards him. "Hermione?"
"Hmm..." she made a sound to show she was still awake.
"What were you dreaming about?" She did not answer so he assumed, by her slower breaths, that she had fallen asleep. Draco closed his eyes and remembered the night he had left...
"I hate you and I wish you weren't my father! How could you do these things to me!"
"Draco do not speak to me in this tone! There will be punishment!"
"I'm leaving, father, I'm going to go stay with Aunt Josie. I can't stand being here a moment longer!" Draco's father went up to him and slapped him, then shoved him across the room and he fell to the floor.
"You're not leaving, you little prick, until I'm ready for you to leave!" and his father moved towards him as Draco tried to back into the wall...
A single tear fell down Draco's face and into Hermione's hair, and he fell asleep.
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hmm...I think this chapter is a bit of a short chapter but I plan on updating again this weekend (hopefully!)
Did this chapter seem slightly rushed? If so tell me and I can make some changes...I was just wanting to update so badly that I didn't care..read and review!