Chapter 2: Past is Past, Draco.
Hermione seemed to like living in Draco's house. Each day went by smoothly, without any problems bothering them up before they sleep. But one night, Draco locks himself inside the bathroom.
'Draco? Draco what are you doing?' Hermione asked, knocking on the door multiple times.
'Go away.' Hermione tried turning the door knob am couple of times, but it seems to be locked.
'No I won't. What are you doing by yourself? And keeping this door locked?'
'It's nothing Hermione. Trust me.'
'When you're locking the door it's not just nothing. Let me in, and explain everything to me. I'm sure I'll understand.' Hermione said calmly.
'No, you won't. Go away. I mean it.'
'Draco, making me go away won't solve your problem. Now let me in.' Hermione said, retaining her calm voice.
'Alright, but promise me you will understand my situation.' Hermione heard a small clank hit the floor. Draco stood up. Hermione heard his footsteps towards the door. He opened the door. Hermione was shocked to see his body and his arms with several cuts. She entered and closed the door.
'What have you done with yourself?'
'Never mind the cuts.' Draco took a deep breath.
'I did this because I was feeling guilty over all the things I've done. I just had a flashback of all those wrongdoings, and most them involved you Hermione.' Hermione smiled. She placed her hand on Draco's face. She wiped a few tears away.
'Draco, there's no need to resort to self-harm just because of those memories and that flashback. It's nothing Draco. I've forgotten those myself. Past is past Draco. Forget about it.' Hermione held Draco's hand, and with a charm, all his cuts healed.
'Past is past Draco. Remember that.' Hermione stood up and left the bathroom. Draco cleaned himself up, and left too.