Hey you guys!!! I'm back! Sorry I didn't write for a while, I was in France and then the new Harry potter was out, so I HAD to read it, there will be no spoilers in this so don't worry!

Thanks for the reviews. And thanks to my close friends Shauna and Georgia For the inspiration for this chappy.

Thanks guys…

Well let's see what my writing goes on about …..

Chapter 3: Unspoken Bonds.

The fresh September breeze sweeps across his face as she climbs into the car,

Freedom.

She was so happy to be rid of this house, the memories, and start with a new.

She didn't dress to impress, Far from it, she wore her baggiest things possible.

To cover all her scars.

The beatings, the bruises, and rape. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't do anything about it, she just waited for the summer holidays to end and go back to her real home. Hogwarts.

"Get in the car now" He whispers, as if to dare her not too. His whisper made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up onto their end. She hated that whisper. It haunted her in her sleep and he knew full well that it did, that's why he used it.

"Yes father", she said as it as if it was the boring thing in the world, she said it so many times, and she was sure that when she went to Hogwarts she would say that first out of habit.

She was so happy to be head girl, she had dreamed of this since she started out at school

And really wanted to be that. That was the only reason she worked as hard as she did. She never really fit in as a kid. She was different and none of the kids in her primary wanted to talk to her so she used her free time to read and do extra credit. So ding it now was really, a force of habit.

Her whole life was a force of habit.

Everything she did wasn't different to what she was forced to do.

She didn't have a life.

And she never would.

Meanwhile….

He was already on the train, waiting and waiting for the people he called his friends to come on. He had about half and hour before they came but it was worth the wait.

He enjoyed the silence of it all, stewing in his own thoughts and feelings before people wrecked it. This was that sort of time he would read, he loved reading, but most of his friends were too stupid to see it.

He looked out of the window. Then to the doorway, he noticed granger coming forward to his apartment.

"Shit" he thought, granger must be head girl, that means sharing a common room with her and then maybe a bathroom? SHIT! She might see me naked?!?!?!

He laughed out loud as soon as she opened the door and received a death glare. To much his surprise she sat down opposite him and stared at him curiously.

"Take a picture, it might last longer." He sneered.

"Shut up ferret" She said singsong voice like. He stared at her in amazement. How could she talk to him without being hexed to oblivion?

She reached up to collect something from the over head luggage and the sleeve of her arm whet down and he saw her cuts, the cuts that she made to make herself clean, the cuts she could never forget.

He noticed immediately. And it scared him. Why would the all-perfect Miss granger harm herself? Did she really have such a bad life she destroyed herself in such a way that is so risky and could easily loose her life.

He stared at her, terrified, when she went back to her seat. She immediately went to look at her arm and noticed her scars were showing. Shit, he saw. What am I meant to do…He saw more than one. AHHHHHHHHHHHH

Tears threatened her eyes, and she tried to refuse but it was too much, the spilled from the pools of chocolate brown orbs, staring directly into his steel grey, misty ones.

He sympathised and walked over and sat down and hugged her, it was the only thing he did when his mother was crying, and even though she was a mudblood, she was a human, just like the rest of them. He knew that.

He wasn't like his father.

He wasn't prejudice; he just had to be in front of people for his mother's sake.

Maybe they shared something.

Maybe this was a silent breakthrough.

But nether of them would tell anyone about what happened in that carriage.

Looks like things will be different for Draco Lucius Malfoy and Hermione Jean Granger.

Well, what do you think?

Is it getting some where?

Is it getting better….?

You know I love to hear from the many thousands of people on fan fiction and I love to hear your contradictions…..

No flames please!

Thanks…..

Chazziieee.

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