A/N: Sorry it took so long, but here it is, finally. And sorry if you find it to short, but it's only the trip to Hogwarts, so not much is really expected to happen, but I do hope you enjoy it none the less.

Disclaimer: You know how it goes, I only own my own character's, not those belonging to the great J.K.R!

Chapter Two: A sinful dance with My Angel

Hermione's POV:

I tried like hell to put the horrible events of the last couple of days behind me as I walked onto platform 9 3/4. As I walked through the barrier, I spoted a large group of red heads and among them a single dark head of hair. When Harry had spotted me, I tried my best to look happy to see him, yet inside I was afraid to even go near him, or any guy for that matter, they just scared the hell out of me now, since Andrew. God, even thinking about him made me sick to my stomach. But I steadied my breathing as Harry hugged me as it was his way of greeting everyone this year.

"Hermione, it's so great to finally see you. How was your summer?"

I hesitated as I watched as Ron walked up behind Harry to greet me as well. I caught my breath and answered in a small voice,

"It was fine. How was yours?'

"Samething as any other year. Still with the Dursley's you know, but not after this year. It's our last year guys. And when the end finally comes, Sirius is letting me come to stay with him finally. It's going to be great. You guys have to promise, no matter what we all do and don't do after Hogwarts, we keep in touch, ok?"

"Well come on now Harry, you know that we're all going to stay in touch, but the ends not here yet, so let's just think about now and enjoy it while we all can." I said.

" 'Mione, how are you?" Ron asked wrapping his arms around me. I flinched and he noticed. "Are you ok Hermione?" All I could do was nod my head to reassure him that I would be ok.

As I stood there talking to my friends and their family, I could feel eyes on my back that all of a sudden made me feel calm and safe, like nothing could hurt me. I boarded the train with Harry, Ron and Ginny, and I could feel the eyes follow my every move.

As if I was reassuring myself, I looked back behind me at the large crowed of students boarding the train behind me to see if I could spot the eyes watching me, but all I found was the whole Weasley family seeing us all off. As I got on the train and felt the eyes slip away from me I whispered to myself the words that would keep me atleast feeling safe, "My Angel is near and watching over me as I make this long lonely trip through anger, depression and fear of all even those close to me. My Angel is near and will teach me to trust again when it is the time for me to truly love." Words of wisdom to myself, for I had noone who could teach me their wise ways of dealing with a rape, and that was because I told noone it happened and I would tell noone of it. It was between me and Andrew and that is where it would stay.

Draco's POV:

I stepped on to the platform expecting the same thing as every other year, a bunch of dumbass first years messing around and getting themselves lost since they didn't really know where the hell they where going. But when I made it all the way through the barrier the first thing to catch my eyes was a big blur of red with a spot of black and a glowing spot of beautiful brunette. It was Granger, and the Weasley's and of course Potter. I could feel the fear radiating off of her as she hugged the two guys who just didn't seem to care at all that she had been hurt and probably uncomfortable to be around to be around them. Of course, I would have to admitt that I was wrong there, I had forgotten that I was the only person at Hogwarts to know about it, and herself of course, but she didn't know that I knew and for now it would have to stay that way, and to keep up my image, no matter how much it may hurt me to say these rude things, for now I'd have to.

"You know what you must do Draco, don't mess up. Just wait for the right time. Don't rush into doing anything, don't get caught, and most importantly, don't blow your cover, you hear me."

Of course, the only thing I could do was watch her and listen to him as he spoke and try to force my numb body to move forward to the train so that I wouldn't be left behind and she wouldn't be hurt anymore.

"Yes father." I said and I heard him walk away, "Don't worry Hermione, you Angel is here, just call when you need me."

As she stepped onto the train and looked out over the crowed to find my eyes, I felt as if her fear had been mine as well, and I could see her lips moving. As if it was meant for me to hear what she said, it was as if all the noise around me had been put on mute and all I could here was her.

"My Angel is near and watching over me as I make this long lonely trip through anger, depression and fear of all even those close to me. My Angel is near and will teach me to trust again when it is the time for me to truly love."

She wasn't calling for me to come to me, but she was letting me know that she knew I was there and she now felt safe.

As soon as I felt content and satisfied that she felt safe where she was and with who she was with, the nois around me rose from a soft roar to sharp on going growl. It was time to go, so I stepped on the train and I was off to find the Prefects compartment, since I was assigned as on of the Head Prefect's. I was to go there to meet the other Head Prefect and to hear of the new living arrangments the whole school would be going under. So when I came to the compartment, I stashed my trunk away and sat down to prepare for a long and restless speech about House unity from the Head Boy and Head Girl and of course McGonagall.

Just as I settled into my seat and prepared myself completely, the door opened and I looked up expecting on of the Heads or some professor, but I was shocked to find Granger standing there with a tear streaked face and tremblings hands.

"GRANGER?!" Really, I was stunned to see her there, I thought she would have definetly made Head Girl, but I found myself wrong. It seemed as though this year, a Gryffindor and a Slytherin would be Prefects and a Ravenclaw and a Hufflepuff would be the Heads of the school this year.

"MALFOY?!" Odviously, she was as shocked to see me here as I was to see her.

I smirked in her direction, pleased that I had her company now, and I could keep a closer eye on her. The only thing that bothered me was, what or who had her so upset.

Hermione's POV:

When I reached a compartment that seem suitable for my friends and myself, I stopped to open it and walked in with all my friends close at my heels. How we all managed to fit into that tiny ass compartment I don't know, but we did it and we where all happy with it.

When we where all settled and everyone began to talk among themselves, I found myself kind of left out of the conversations, except when someone wanted to know what I thought about something, other than that , I was left alone in a compartment full of my friends. But I found it quite nice really. I got to sit there and look apon the faces of the people who truly loved me and would never do some thing so selfish as to hurt me in any way.

As I looked around the compartment, I noticed that everyone was there and to count for. Luna was in her own little world reading the Quibbler, only stoping to make a very important point on someone else's conversation, it was as if she could keep up with everyones conversation and still read the latest in the Quibbler. Then my eyes landed apon the face of Neville Longbottom. He was a fair looking young man now, very smart and quite talented with plants of all sorts, even plants with no magical use. It saddened me to know that he could have been the one to face the horrible destiny that laid ahead of Harry. Don't get me wrong, I feel bad that Harry has to do it at all, but he can handle it. Neville on the other hand, no offense to him, but he would have already had the whole wizarding community ruled by Voldemort already and already have himself killed. I was thankful that Harry was the one to face the challenge of saving the wizarding community as we know it, he could really handle it, and he had me and Ron there to back him up.

Thinking of the two boys', my eyes just kinda wandered in their direction. They where of course wrapped up in a game of Wizard's Chess and a heated discussion of Quidditch. No matter how annoying those boys' could be, and no matter how scared I could get to be alone anywhere with either one of them, I loved the dearly. And then of course, there was Ginny Weasley. Youngest of the Weasley clan and the only sister. She was my best friend, even though she was a year younger. Now don't get me wrong, Ron and Harry are my best friends, but their guys' and sometimes a girl just needs another girl to talk to and that's what Ginny was for. She was great, and she was easy to talk to and she understood where I was coming from on everything, even if she hadn't experienced any of it herself.

The problem was, I needed someone to talk to about my newest problem, but even Ginny wouldn't understand that, and I couldn't tell anyone else about it for fear of the whole school hearing about it before I even got off the train.

"Hermione, are you ok? You seemed a bit dazed, are you feeling ok?" Ginny asked me, leaving her conversation with Luna and Neville to include me somehow.

"Yeah Gin, I'm fine. I was just thinking. It's been a long summer and I missed everyone so much, I was just thinking to myself how much everyone here meant to me. You know what I mean?" I asked her as I turned my head to look out the window.

"Yeah, I know what your saying." Ginny replied with a sigh. "Hermione? Are you sure your ok though?"

"Look Gin, somethings just happen that noone wants to talk about." I snapped at her, I didn't mean to though. Ginny looked taken back. " I'm sorry Gin. I'm just a little edgey right now. Look I'll tell you all about it when we get to the school, after the feast though, I don't want anyone else knowing about it. I don't want them thinking they can fix me, cause you can't fix a broken person." I sighed as I looked back out the window.

"Ok." Ginny said as she turned back to join back in the heat conversation everyone else was having. "Anyway..."

I felt so lonely, even in the presence of my friends. I excused my self to go to the bathroom. Well, that's what I told every one I was doing. So I walked out of the compartment, took a right, and walked back to the end of the train. I couldn't help the tears that fell as I walked down the hall. I was so torn up inside, and I felt like I was being torn apart literally from the inside out. As I walked pass all the other compartments, I tried to keep my face covered so noone would see me crying. I heard a door slide open behind me as I walked into the girl restroom, but didn't care to look back to see who it was. If I was going to feel as lonely as I did, I might as well be alone.

I got comfortable, and I just let the tears fall freely. Not even after two minutes there was a knock on the door. I took a sharp breath and asked who it was.

"Granger, is that you?" A sharp voice said.

It was Malfoy. What was I to do, what if I answered and he just came in and took what he wanted, what if he was just like Andrew? But if I didn't, would he come in anyway? I hesitated, but I answered.

" What do you want Malfoy." I drawled back at him.

" I just want to talk, that's all." He said in a voice that didn't seem like his own.

"No! Your just like him, just like every other guy in the world. You only want one thing, and you'll do anything to get it!" I half yelled and half cried out.

"No I'm not Granger. Look, I just want to talk to you. Please come out. Or you can just stay in there and we can talk through the door, it's completely up to you."

I just sat there, I couldn't believe it. Draco Malfoy, the prince of Slytherin wanted to talk to me, just talk. And I believed him. Somehow I just knew that's all he wanted when he said that, so I went.

"So, you want to tell me what's wrong with you?" He asked me.

I just hung my head low, and said, "Let's go sit in that empty compartment over there. I need someone to talk to anyway."

He walked ahead of me, and like a gentlemen, he held the door to the compartment open for me.

"Ladies first." He smiled, not a smirk, but a real smile. It was a warm and welcoming smile.

'Maybe he's not like the rest. Maybe he's changed, and hopefully for the best.' I thought to myself as I looked up at him, into his gery angelic eyes, and walked into the compartment.

A/N: OOOHHH, what's going to happen next? I wonder. Tell me what you think is going to happen next, or tell me what you think should happen next. Your name could be the next to be reconized for your great input.

Niomi

I forgot to do this the first time and had to go back and fix it, sorry. But, I'd like to thank Aganippe for help on the idea on this chapter, thank you for your inspiration.