dream

"Dad, stop it please!" Hermione whimpered, backing against the wall; the strong stench of alcohol filled her nostrils. Continuing pleading with her eyes she shrank away from her father as he took his belt off. "It's your fault your mother left! I'm gonna make you pay! You stole my happiness! You filthy wench! You freak! Why don't you try and magic your way out of this one, huh?" He laughed a disgusting ugly laugh as he flicked the belt at her. Tears streamed down her face yet she didn't scream, she learned long ago never to scream. Blow after Blow came down on her, welts forming on her back, arms and legs. A few starting to bleed, "I'm sorry dad!" she shrieked, "I'm sorry, I'm sor- "

Hermione's eyes shot open, the cold comfort of her Head Girls room greeted her. Safe, she was safe. Slowly getting up she walked into the bathroom, splashing ice cold water on her face in a vain attempt to cool her sweating self down. Reaching for a towel she realized how badly she was shaking, why must she always shake! She hated herself for it, for how weak she was, how she could never defend herself.

Draco pulled back his covers and slid out of bed, he had that feeling in his lower stomach where he knew he had better get to a toilet quick or there'd be hell to pay. Walking to the bathroom door he wrenched it open; then stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of Hermione. The cool, calm and collected girl he was so used to working with was now clutching the counter, sweat drenched hair clung to her neck and she was shaking badly.

"You alright Granger?" he asked a little hesitantly

She glanced at him, seeming to collect herself.

"Yah" standing up a little straighter she looked herself in the eye through mirror, "Yah" she repeated again, "…just a bad dream" Then turning she went back to her room and shut the door behind her.

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The next morning

Draco sat in his favorite chair by the fire scribbling away in a worn leather bound book. Dropping his feather quill in as a bookmarker he slid the book next to him and looked reflectively out the window. It was the middle of October and already snow had begun to fall, 1ft already covered the Hogwarts grounds. Out the window he could see the sun starting to rise above the glistening mountains, morning at last. Ever since he saw Hermione in the bathroom last night he couldn't fall back to sleep, her look of helplessness baffled him. What kind of dream could have scared her that bad? He battled inside himself on whether or not he really cared; she was only a mudblood, right? Yet something inside of him felt drawn to her, was there some connection between him and her that he was yet to discover? He shook his head, what could they have in common?

Draco turned as he heard the portrait hole open behind him. In strode Hermione wearing a black sports bra and black spandex shorts. Her wavy hair pulled back into a ponytail, perspiration dripping down her forehead. It was then that he noticed just how physically fit she was, he doubted if any girl in the school was as strong as she was, he wondered why he hadn't noticed before.

"Where've you been Granger?" he said trying to sound casual

"Working out" she said over her shoulder as she walked into her room

Man……she's hot….wait! what the hell am I thinking!

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Cold water sprayed around her as she danced around in the shower, holding the shampoo bottle up to her mouth like a microphone. Music blasting from her boom box in her room.

I took her out, it was a Friday night
I wore cologne to get the feeling right
We started making out, and she took off my pants
But then I turned on the TV

And thats about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is ADD?
My friends say I should act my age
Whats my age again?
Whats my age again?

And later on, on the drive home
I called her mom from a pay phone
I said I was the cops
And your husbands in jail
This state looks down on sodomy

And thats about the time that bitch hung up on me
Nobody likes you when you're 23,
And are still more amused by prank phone calls,
What the hell is call ID?
My friends say I should act my age
Whats my age again?
whats my age again?

And thats about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And you still act like you're in Freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age
Whats my age again?
(whats my age again?)

And thats about the time that she broke up with me
No one should take themselves so seriously
With many years ahead to fall in line
Why would you wish that on me?
I never want to act my age
Whats my age again?
whats my age again?

whats my age again?

Draco stood laughing his head off in his room, who new granger had a wild side? He decided to liven things up abit. Conjuring himself a giant tub of cherry Jell-O, he tiptoed his way into the bathroom up to the shower stall. …..1…2…3!….

Hermione shrieked so loud he was surprised the windows didn't shatter. Sniggering he ran back to his room before she could react.