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Scars	By : LadyFreak Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 17581 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor to I make any money from this story. These characters are JKR's, I just play with them.

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goldhorse: oh my! Thank you so much for your words! Depression and the other issues I mention are very serious issues and although I’m not happy to have been through them, I’m happy they have a positive effect on my writing. By the way, I am a big fan of your fic Bound!! I actually have another fic in progress that was inspired by it. Thanks so much for reading and commenting. It means the world to me!

LadyCandi: Thanks so much! I’m glad that people can recognize the serious issue. I know I’ve focused on it so far, and it will be the main focus still, but there will be more coming soon.

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Hermione woke and found the room dark except for a flickering torch where the door would be. She looked at her watch and noticed it was already noon. Still in her ripped tank top, she headed over to the wardrobe. Everything looked heavy and scratchy. She took the softest looking robe and placed it over her shoulders, wincing with the pain. She needed to be covered up.

“Dobby!” she called.

“Oh miss!! Everybody is looking yous! Come, Dobby will show you” Hermione backed away and was shocked to see tears form in Dobby’s eyes.

“No, no Dobby. I’m not mad at you. I just want to be left alone for a bit. Can you not tell anyone I’m here?” Dobby nodded, with one tear falling from each eye. “Thank you.” She took a breather. “Er.. Dobby.” He looked up hopefully. “I seemed to have missed breakfast and lunch. Could you…” Before the words were out of her mouth, dobby was gone and back with a table full of food.

“Merlin!” she exclaimed. “I’m not going to eat all of this, Dobby!”

“Maybe miss will have a guest.” Seeing the fear in her eyes Dobby continued. “Dobby did not tell anyone, but there is someone outside this room”

“Who is it Dobby?” she asked fearfully.

“Young Master Draco”

Dobby conjured a chair and Hermione stumbled back into it, yelping in pain. “What?” she exclaimed in a small voice. Just then as if the room made the decision for her, the door appeared. But no one came in.

On the other side of the door, Draco was shocked to see the door appear. He had watched Hermione dress and leave the wing the previous night. He grabbed a couple of pain potions and the bruise paste and followed her to the Room of Requirement. But he was too far away to call her and could not get in once the door closed. He didn’t know what he would say then, and didn’t know what he would say now. He knew he couldn’t barge in, door appearance or not. He knocked lightly. The door opened slowly and he stepped inside.

It was a modest room to say the least. Simple, nearly prison-like. He looked at the girl who opened the door. “Why are you here?” she asked barely above a whisper.

He shrugged his shoulders. “I was worried.”

She nodded as if in defeat. “Hungry?”

“Famished” he replied still looking at her while she looked at a spot over his shoulder. “How are you feeling?” He regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth. Her eyes blurred over instantly and she looked at the floor quickly. He sighed, and put his hand on her chin, forcing her eyes up to his. The concern on his face made her sob. She tried to look away, but he wouldn’t let her. He held her chin and looked in her eyes. He sighed “Granger…” and pulled her into a hug, his arms staying above her shoulders to keep the pressure off of her back.

Hermione was shocked at this new closeness. But the warmth of another person, the safety of another’s arms, was what put her over the edge. She hadn’t felt safe for so long. She sobbed into his chest, lifting her arms painfully and wrapping them behind him, grabbing onto him for dear life… or at least that’s how she felt. She felt like he was an anchor, a lifesaver.

Draco held Hermione as she cried. He knew she needed this. He could feel the desperation in her as she grabbed his shoulders and his back. He could do nothing but hold onto her. Let her know he wasn’t going anywhere.

Neither of them knew when it happened, but by time she had calmed down enough, they were both on the floor, Hermione pulled into Draco’s lap. Tears still fell down her face, though they were now few and far between. Draco pulled away from her and looked at her face. He held her face in his hands and wiped the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs. She pressed her cheek into his hand relishing in the warmth and care that could be shown in such a simple touch.

He grabbed her hands and pushed her gently off his lap so he could stand, then pulled her up easily and sat her at the table Dobby had prepared for them. He prepared a cup of tea for her and put a sandwich on a plate for himself.

Nothing was said between the two, but it was not uncomfortable. It was understanding. Times were changing. She needed help and he knew it. He would not be leaving her alone anytime soon. When they were done, Hermione having drunk her tea and eaten a biscuit and not wanting more, Draco got up from the table and put out his hand for her.

She took it without looking at him and he walked her to her bed. Noticing her jerky movements and slight wincing as she walked, he handed her the pain potion vial. She took it and handed him the vial back. After it seemed to take some effect, he slid the robes off of her shoulders, but never touched her skin. He pushed her into a lying position on her stomach to see how her back was doing. Her back was worse than the day before. The bruised covering her back was nearly black, matching her injured shoulder that was now swollen.

Draco pulled the bruise paste from his pocket and gently applied it to her entire back. By time he was done, she was sleeping soundly.
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