Hermione sits down opposite of Malfoy and lets out a deep sigh. She brings her hand to her face and begins to rub the spot on her left cheek that is begging to swell up and turn a deep hue of purple. "Ouch…" she whimpers. She then turns to her bag and takes out a jar of anti bruise cream she had learned to make in potions . delicately she rubs it on her face, once she's finished she gets some more on her fingers and lifts up her shirt revealing her soft creamy colored stomach. There is a dark red mark on her rib cage that seems to be throbbing. Slowly she applies the cream in circular motions, wincing in pain. Malfoy, not wanting to see her stomach and feeling uneasy, looks away and out the window. The sun is setting on the horizon.
Sighing silently Malfoy thinks to himself: Only a little bit longer and it we'll be there, just a little longer… it isn't long before Malfoy turns his head back to her. She's hunched over, her elbows resting on her knee's and her face in the palms of her hands. She hears her sigh and when he see's a tear fall down from her face to the floor Malfoy gets annoyed. Having quite enough of it, he was close to throwing of his cloak and yelling at her to go when suddenly the door opens. Even more annoyed Malfoy looks to see who the new comer is and is not shocked to see none other than Harry Potter himself.
"Hey Hermione…you okay?" he asks timidly. He walks directly over to where Malfoy is sitting and gives him only a split second to move out of the way before he sits down exactly where Malfoy had been the whole time. He barely makes it in time and as Potter sits he lands on a corner of his cloak. Malfoy freezes. Crap he thinks to himself, his heart racing at almost being discovered.
In the mean time Hermione looks up at Harry, tears streaming from her face once again.
"I'm fine Harry, I'll thank you to leave me though all the same." She says in an unsteady voice. Harry simply shakes his head. "I'm not leaving you alone, not until I know w that everything's going to be OK." He finishes this with a weak smile which Hermione trys to return but utterly fails.
"listen Harry, I know that you care but I just need to be alone for a while, besides if Madame Pomfrey discovers you're here you'll be in loads of trouble, its bad enough you almost got expelled. You're lucky that you got cleared with Fudge coming after you like that."
"I'm not leaving you Mione'" he says determinedly. Malfoy almost gags it's so thick in here. Hermione nods in defeat.
"fine, I'm awful Harry. I cant believe he would do this to me!" she half shouts and half whispers. Harry smiles encouragingly at her. "go on, tell me all about it, I'm listening" as if his words opened a flood gate Hermione sighs and begins to cry harder.
"Oh Harry! I thought he liked me. How could I have been so wrong? I thought it was a sign when me and him both got prefect badges, but then he starts to fancy another girl, a first year mind you, the bloody bloke! How could he? And to top it off I got in a fight, mind you I won ,but now there's a chance that I won't get to be a prefect anymore, oh isn't it awful Harry? What should I do?" when she finished she put her head back into her hands and began to sob again. "oh my record has always been perfect and now its ruined!"
Looking slightly taken a-back and a little flustered Harry ran his hand through his unruly black hair.
"you can only do one thing, and that's to get over it. Maybe you should find someone else. I do know that you guys will get past this, your best friends and friends always forgive each other, don't you think?"
Wiping her eyes Hermione nodded, " I guess your right…sorry Harry"
Looking confused Harry asked " for what Mione'?"
She laughed a small laugh, "for crying, I know you have a lot to deal with without some babbling bint and her drama storming up your life, you're a good friend…and so is Ron, I s'pose I could forgive him. He wasn't right for me anyway, doesn't care enough about his grades." At that they both laughed.
Meanwhile Malfoy was choking on how disgusting this whole scene was. I cant believe this! I'm stuck here with two of the golden trio, what have I done to deserve this? While the other two chatted Malfoy simply sat there thinking about all the thing he'd done that might have gotten him in this position, and soon he found, this list was quit long and tedious.
Oh well… he thought… at least we're almost there.
(A.N./ after note as well- this chapter is completely subject to change at any point if I decide that I am unsatisfied with it. But overall I hope I did this chapter justice. Please review because this is only the beginning and it may seem slow but it will fire up soon and there will be a reason it is rated as M for mature…just not yet since I have to set it up perfectly and realisticly. Check this chapter often for the next week or mabey even today as I might post something entirely different instead of this depending so PLEAAAASE REVIEW PEOPLE PLEEAASE!)