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Chapter 4
Hermione woke up the next morning with a sharp pain in her abdonomen. She ran to the bathroom and heaved into the toilet, repulsed by what had caused that pain.
No one was up besides her, or so she thought. Ginny Weasley pushed open the stall door and found Hermione crying on the floor.
"'Mione? Are you all right?" she asked curiously. She was afraid for her friend. Hermione had always kept a level head, and Ginny didn't think that anyone but her brother Ron, and her boyfriend Harry, had ever seen her cry.
"Ginny! I-I didn't think anyone was up." She whispered.
"Hermione, what's wrong? What happened."
"He-he raped m-me." She hiccuped.
"Oh god. Hermione!" Ginny fell to the ground in front of her and squeezed her friend hard. Hermione gave a large shudder and sobbed heavily.
"I couldn't do anything! He threatened me with the curses Ginny! He even used the Cruciatus on me! I'm so afraid. I wasn't supposed to tell anyone."
"Hermione! We have to tell Professor McGonagall. She could help you!" she said standing up.
Hermione grabbed her by the arms and pulled her back down. "Please Ginny. Don't do that. He virtualy said that he would kill me. Please don't go to McGonagall, I'm begging you." There was a genuine look of fear in her eyes while she searched Ginny's eyes for understanding.
Ginny let out a deep sigh, "Fine. But if this happens again I am going strait to McGonagall with or without you."
"Thank you for understanding." She said giving her a giant hug. She winced at the pain in her abdonomen and Ginny pulled away.
"Hermione, you need to stay in today. I will explain to the teachers and get you your homework. If you leave I will personaly kick you ass with out a wand."
Hermione gave a small smile. "Remember, you can't tell anyone. Not even Harry or Ron."
"I won't. Just, keep me updated."
"I will."
Ginny pulled Hermione up and they walked back to the bedroom.
Draco couldn't sleep. Something didn't seem right about the fact that Hermione was hiding, crying, and bleeding, behind a statue in the Slytherin corridor. He went through all of the possibillities when people started getting up. He decided to rop the subject for the time being and got ready.
When he got downstairs to the Great Hall, he looked at the Gryffindor table to see that Hermione wasn't there. He saw the female Weaslebee, her brother, and stupid Potter. No Granger, and Draco began to get worried.
Why should I care? He asked himself. I don't give a rats ass about that filthy mudblood. He winced at the name. It sounded so vile in his mind. Oh god, I care about her. Something is wrong with her, and I need to help.
He walked over to Ginny. Harry looked up and protectivly wrapped his arm around her waist. "Sod off Potter. I'm not here to steal your girl." He bent down in front of Ginny. "Where is Hermione. I'm alittle worried. She isn't here today."
Ginny raised her eyebrows at Draco. "She's in the dorm. I told her she should at least go to the medic-witch bed she insisted she stay. You brought her back last night didn't you?"
"Yes, she didn't tell me what happened though. I just want to make sure she was alright."
"Well go check on her. Wait, you can't get in."
"She was very careless last night, said the password very loud right in front of my face." He looked around real quick. "Thank you."
"I'm going to keep that at heart."
"Yeah, well don't expect me to go all mushy gushy like you Gryffindors."
He stood up and rushed out of the hall.
He stood in front of the portrait. He looked left, right, and took a glance behind him.
"Mimbulus Mimbletonia." The portrait swung open with the smallest hesitence. Draco caught it but it didn't bother him, it was expected. He looked around once more and stepped inside the place he never thought he would go.