I'm surrounded and trapped

I see nothing but wall.

I feel the cut and pain

I see the blood fall.

Hermione Granger closed her poetry book right as Harry and Ron came in. She knew that they would think it was just her copy of Hogwarts: A History or something. They never knew. She never showed them. They never looked her bare arms or legs or stomach. They never noticed she never wore a t-shirt no matter how hot it was. They never noticed that she never went swimming w/ them. They never really looked into her eyes. They never noticed how distant she was. They never noticed how cold her eyes had become. They never noticed that she couldn't smile. They never noticed how completely empty she was on the inside.

They never noticed.

They were always just wanted to copy her homework. They were either with their girlfriends or guy friends. They never care if she was just sitting in the library, taking things out on herself. They never cared that she would hurt herself and really think everything was against her. They never cared that she was alone. They never cared that she was hurt.

They never cared.

And to top it all off, Malfoy's insults had gotten worse in their last year at Hogwarts it wasn't natural. It was almost as if he was using his last year to kill her off.