Soul chaser: everybody has a day when they feel like poop Hermione's is just non-stop. I want to get across how Hermione feels trapped within her own body.

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Warning: non-detailed rape ahead.

Chapter 2

"Hey bog-brush!" Draco called as Hermione walked passed them on her way back to the Gryffindor tower. Draco had started calling her this new name for nearly a month now. It was still novelty to his Slytherin twats. The sniggering followed proved that it wouldn't get old anytime soon.

"What is it now?" Hermione turned to them raising a bushy eyebrow. She had got use to Draco's catcalls at her ages ago, it still hurt her but she didn't defend her self anymore. It only made it worst.

"Ever think of killing yourself? Save a lot of people the grief of having you around." Outright laughter followed as Draco nodded his head at some of the Slytherin's.

"I'll sleep on it." Hermione smiled sweetly before walking away from them.

She made it all the way to the tower with out anyone else bothering her. Entering the portrait she stopped short of entering the common room. Harry and Ron were laughing pretty hard at something and she bet she knew who.

"I know his a prat and all but god he knows how to put things." Ron started laughing again at the end of his sentence. Hermione was confused she would of thought they would be taking about her or their girlfriends. "Bog-brush, I've never heard him use a muggle thing to insult a muggle-born."

"Yeah, I didn't think he knew about such things. He's right though, her hair does look like a bog-brush." Harry said making Ron laugh even worse. Hermione couldn't believe it, it was first year all over again. "If she wasn't such a bossy, irritating know-it-all and got laid she--"

Harry was cut of short as Hermione made her way through the Common room to the stairs of the head girl's room. She knew Harry, Ron and she had grown apart but now they were mocking her. She was truly alone again. Lifting her head up higher she made her way to her room.

"Do you think she heard us?" Ron asked looking very guilty.

"Yeah." Harry replied, he was just kidding around; blowing out some hot air he didn't mean to hurt her. It was just a joke.

"I don't think she will forgive us this time Harry." Ron said sadly. They really were a pair of knobs sometimes.

Hermione had left her room after Ron and Harry had given up trying to have a one-sided conversation to her through a door. They were only there for 12miniutes and 37seconds, not that she was counting, before they left her to it moaning about hormones and wondering how long it was before dinner. She walked unnoticed past them; it would seem that their girlfriends have finished their lessons, mindless twits. Hermione made her way to the Room of Requirements. Peace was what she had in mind.

Opening the door Hermione saw a large bathroom. Candles were lit everywhere a faint aroma filled the air. She couldn't place the smell; she had smelt it before, many of times actually. Burgh, her mind was so fussy from her earlier crying. Stripping of her school uniform she walked towards the crowed feet bath that was steaming in the middle of the room. Reaching the side and pulling of her remaining socks Hermione stepped into the bath. Leaning back, the hot water soothed her aching muscles. Her face felt puffy from earlier, at this thought a mud mask and two slices of cucumber appeared on the side. Smiling Hermione pampered herself.

The water never went cold, the temperature remain at the level that Hermione liked. She had laid there just over an hour when she started thinking about today. Ron and Harry have cast-sided her away like a broken broom, never to be fixed. She heard the rumors her seventh year was saying about her. Claiming there was only one reason why she was a teacher favorite among the male staff. Draco and his hurtful words, thinking that his old insults had lost their effects he had turned to muggle means of making her feel even uglier than ever. It had been this way for seven years.

Draco had told her to kill herself.

Was her education worth years of scaring, physical and psychological?

Moving the cucumbers of her eyes, Hermione felt the Room of Requirement change. There on the edge of the bath next to her hand was a very sharp looking knife. Laughing bitterly aloud she pondered the idea.

No, she was Hermione Jane Granger. She will not take her own life.

Closing her eyes Hermione thought about her appearance's changing, to show everyone who Hermione could be, who she really was. Feeling the room shift again, Hermione noted that she should think before she thinks in this room. Opening her eyes to see what it was, Hermione saw a tall mirror at the side of the bathroom. Figuring she's spent enough time in the path she got out of the bath. The knife had yet to disappear. Her skin dried as she walked to the mirror, her hair felt longer and heavier too. Standing to observer the image she hated, Hermione looked into the mirror. And she saw the goddess she was meant to be.

Her figure was slimmer, her hair was a honey golden brown and straight too. Her teeth were perfect and white. Her pours had shrunk on her face; her skin was not dry and had some colour to it. Ugly was not her in this image. Here she was a Swan. And this swan knew her appearance would change back to how it was once she left the room. It was after all the Room of Requirements.

She had stared at the mirror for well after three hours. After the first half hour a chair had appeared for her to sit on. Two hours a small tray of cheese and biscuits was presented to her. Hermione watch herself in the mirror, she was still naked and yet she dared not move. Looking at her watch she noticed it was now after curfew and that she had not moved in ages. Flexing her neck to relieve the stiffness Hermione noticed that the knife was still there. Moving from the chair Hermione got dressed with the quickness you would expect from someone not moving fro hours on end and left the Room of Requirement. Leaving the Swan behind.

While walking passed the hallway leading to the Great Hall, Hogwart tower and everywhere else in the castle Hermione was confronted with the likes of Draco Malfoy. It was a good thing she summarized that he was on his own, she bound to suffer less pain this way.

"Where you going Hermione?" Draco asked, he had used her first name immediately putting Hermione on her guard. Walking towards her Draco looked around to see if there was anyone else around, not a good sign of Hermione's side. "You don't need to rush."

"I'm going to Gryffindor tower and I do need to rush because it's late and after hours." Hermione walked pasted Draco and continued to the main stair cases. They were on the fifth floor, Gryffindor was on the seventh. Unlucky for her Draco had followed her. He called her name again and when Hermione turned round he had his wand drawn. Shit.

"Dirty little mud-blood whore. If the teachers are getting a piece of your ass, so am I." He cased a silence spell around them and walked up so close to Hermione that there bodies was touching and his wand was pointed at her throat. "I wouldn't get using your Gryffindor courage anytime soon if I was you."

"No. Don't." Hermione pleaded as Draco placed his free hand on her breast. Hermione felt sick, why was Draco touching her this way when he did nothing but insult her looks all day. Was it a new way torment her? Feeling a tear slip down her cheek Hermione stayed frozen to the spot as Draco molested her.

Shivering in the corner of the astronomy-tower, Hermione sat with her robes crumbled around her, after Draco had raped her she had fled to the tower where guilt and fear ate at her. Her body was not her own no more. She had no identity. She was lost. Bitter tears streamed down her cheeks. It was not only minutes before she had had the chance to end her life before Draco had stained her. Now death was what she wished for. Standing on two unsteady feet Hermione stumbled to the tall windows of the tower. Pulling them open she throw herself out of the tower, towards the wet earth below.


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