Hello, my wonderful readers!!!!! I am soooo sorry for the long wait. I hope you aren't mad at me. LOL. Well, here's the next chappie. It might be short...but the next chappie is going to be longer. I promise this time.
Hermione sat down in her living room early the next day. Her parents had gone to work and left her to take care of the house.
Her body kept shaking. She couldn't believe what had happened to her. She felt disgusted with her own body.
Hermione curled into a ball and stared at the ceiling. 'What have I done to deserve this?' she thought. A small sob escaed from her lips. "Why did this happen to me?" she whispered.
A konck on the door made Hermione jump. She stood up and walked over to the door, knowing it was Natalie.
"Hey, Nat," said Hermione once she opened the door. "What are you doing here at seven o'clock in the morning?" she asked, giving Natalie a weak smile.
Natalie sighed. "Actually, Drado came with me, as well as Blaise and Pansy," she said nervously.
Hermione didn't say anything and opened the door wider.
Natalie took the silence as a 'yes' and beckoned the Slytherin Trio' into the house.
Hermione sat down on the sofa and waited until Natalie closed the door. She stared at her three enemies that took a seat across from her.
"Why did you lot come?" she asked coldly.
Draco sneered. "Trust me, Granger. I'm not too thrilled to be here. Natalie told us that she'd 'take' us all to Diagon Alley to get our stuff," he said.
Hermione's eyes widened. She had forgotten that she was leaving for Hogwarts. Of course, who could blame her?
"Oh," was all she said. "I-I'll just get some money and my sweater." Hermione ran upstairs to her room.
"Don't you think she's acting weird?" asked Blaise as he stood up to take a look around. "I mean, yesterday she just made us leave early."
Pansy looked at Draco. "Blaise is right. After that one 'mysterious' murder, she just ran out of that place like she was the one who killed that person," she said, a smirk playing on her face.
They heard footsteps coming down the stairs. "Okay. L-Let's go," said Hermione nervously.
Natalie furrowed her eyebrows and opened the front door to let the 'Slytherin Trio' walk out first. She waited until it was only her and Hermione in the room.
"Hey, Mione. Are you okay? You've been acting strange since last night. Did something happen?" she asked quietly.
Hermione looked up at Natalie and shook her head. "N-No. Nothing happened last night.I'm just not feeling well today," she said before gently pushing Natalie out the front door.
Hermione , Draco, Blaise, and Pansy went straight to Flourish and Blotts, leaving Natalie at Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor shop.
There was a huge crowd inside Flourish and Blotts and Hermione made her way towards the back of the stone to get her school books.
It was silent back there. Not one person was hanging around there. It kind of scared Hermione. Ever since yesterday, she was scared of being alone.
Hermione stopped in front of a shelf with books that said 'Standard Book of Spells: Grade 7'. She let out a sigh.
"Found you," she said before taking it down and opening immediately.
A hissing sound made Hermione drop her book. She gasped and looked around.
"H-Hello?" she asked shakily. "I-Is there anyone back there." She squinted her eyes toward the next isle.
Hermione leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. Her heart was actually going to explode. Her palms were growing hot and sweaty.
"Granger, are you sleeping?"
Hermione opened her eyes and she turned to look at the person who had talked. Draco Malfoy. She let out a sigh of relief, glad that someone else was with her.
"No. I-I wasn't sleeping. I was--" Hermione bent down and picked up her book.
"Let me guess. You got so into your book that you were actually imagining it," said Draco teasingly.
Hermione didn't say anything, but looked up at him.
"What?" asked Draco as he got a book and walked away.
Hermione bit her lip and followed him, not wanting to be alone back there.
"Damn! This place is crowded as hell. We better get in line before it gts any worse," said Blaise as he pushed his way into the line.
Pansy clicked her tongue in disgust. "Ugh! There are a lot of mudbloods in here," she said, spotting Justin Finch-Fletchley two feet away.
Hermione stared at her. "Really? You didn't seem to mind last night when you were in a room full of them," she said coolly.
Pansy just glared at her. She flipped her hair and turned her back on her. 'Smart bitch,' she thought bitterly.
Draco smiled to himself. That was the first time Pansy had stayed quiet when Hermione told her off.
Hermione sighed and put her books on the counter (an hour later). She paid the right amound and quickly left the small shop, not wanting to wait for her three 'new' friends.
She began walkind down the beatuiful alley. Hermione felt safe there. It was nicely crowded and not one person was 'rude'.
Hermione spotted a small shop full of quills and parchments (different colored parchments and ink), and stared trhough the window. "Some imagination thes epeople have," she said, her mouth forming a smile. "I'm going in to have a look."
What Hermione saw next made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.
Her pupils dialated and she stared at the window's reflection with horror.
Scott was standing in few feet behind her, smirking at her. His greasy bangs covered his eyes every once and a while. He looked exactly as he did the night before, only this time, he was smoking a cigarette.
Hermione gasped and whipped around.
There was no one behind her, except for people who were passing by.
"What?" whispered Hermione confusedly as she searched up and down the alley for any sign of...Scott. She whipped around to face the window. There was no one behind her.
"Ugh! There's the mudblood, Natalie. Can we leave now?"
Hermione let out a small gasp as she saw Pansy's reflection through the window. Again, she was relieved to see someone she knew.
Natalie glared at Pansy and looked at Hermione. "Ready to go?" she asked. "Did you want to get something from that shop?"
Hermione turned around and forced a smile. "No. I-I was just looking," she said a little weakly.
Natale gave a small smile. "Okay, we still have to go to Mullpeppers," she said. Her green eyes bore into Hermione's chocolate brown ones. Something was definitely wrong with Hermione.
"Let's go then," said Hermione, and began to walk down the street to Mullpeppers.
Natalie bit her bottom lip. She turned to look at Draco to see if he noticed anything wrong with Hermione. She raised an eyebrow when she saw him staring at himself in the reflection in the window. He was wearing a look of confusion.
Natalie shook her head and turned her attention back to the problem. Hermione. Something was definitely wrong with Hermione and she was going to find out...tonight.
**Later that day**
Hermione lay on her bed, hugging her pillow. Her legs were curled beneath her. Every now and then, she would look around her room, scared that she would see HIM, again.
A knock on the door made Hermione flinch. She sat up and faced the door. "Come in," she said loudly.
The door opened and Mrs. Granger stepped inside. "Dinner's ready," she said softly. "I made sphaggettii. I know it's your favorite."
Hermione managed to smile. "I'll be down ina minute, mum," she said quietly. "I just need to pack a few things."
Mrs. Granger nodded. "Very well. Don't take too long or your food will get cold," she said before walking out of the room.
Hermione stifled a small sob and stood up. "I can't even tell my own mother. I hate my life!" she said before letting huge tear drops fall from her eyes and down to her cheeks.
Everyone was silent at the dinnertable. No one spoke. Mr. and Mrs. Granger stared as their daughter took a few bites of her food.
Hermione closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them. She put her fork down. "I-I'm not hungry. Can I please be excused?" she asked, looking anywhere but at them.
Mr. and Mrs. Granger exchanged looks before nodding. "Sure, dear," said Mrs. Granger softly.
Hermione sighed and stood up. "I-I'm going to read my books. Good night," she said before walking out of the dining room.
Hermione closed the door behind her and ran to her bed. Her body was shaking with her sobs. Her hands would clench and unclench as she thought about what had happened the night before.
'God, please let this be a nightmare,' she thought miserably. 'I should never have left the table. I should've just stayed with Malfoy.'
She heared the door bell ring downstairs. 'Please don't let it be for me,' she thought.
Next thing, the door opened and Natalie stepped inside. Her eyes filled with worry when she saw Hermione's tear-strained face.
"What happened, Hermione?" said Natalie hopelessly. "Something happened last night at the club. That murder...did you have something to do with it?" she asked, remembering what Pansy had said.
Hermione let a new wave of fresh of tears come down as she let her friend bury her with questions. She shook her head. "I can't tell you," she choked.
Natalie shook her head and walked over to Hermione. She sat down next to her. "Tell me, Hermione. Please! I need to know what happened last night," she said frustratedly.
Hermione closed her eyes for a moment before opening them up. She looked up at Natalie and sighed. She couldn't tell her. She wasn't going to tell her. Instead...
"I'm just sad that I won't be going back to Hogwarts after this. That place was like my home. I'm probably not going to see Harry and Ron again," said Hermione, hoping beyond hope that Natalie would believe her.
Natalie eyed her suspiciously. "Are you sure that's the reason you're acting strange?" she asked.
Hermione nodded. "Yes, Nat. Why would I lie to you? You're my best friend," she said, forcing a smile.
Natalie sighed. "All right, Granger. That better be it because if it's not...you're going to get a spankin, and I don't mean by me," she added, smirking at her.
Hermione furrowed her eyebrows. "What are you talking about? Who's going to--"
"Draco," said Natalie, rolling her eyes when Hermione made a gagging noise. "Are you finished yet?" she asked irritably.
"You're laughing now, but wait until you two get together, then I'll be saying 'I told you so'," said Natalie, poking Hermione in the ribs.
"I better go. I'm supposed to get some cookies for my little brother but I, being the good friend that I am, decided to stop here first," said Natalie as she stood up.
Hermione smiled. "Well, thanks for coming by," she said as she opened the door for Natalie.
"See you tomorrow...hopefully," said Natalie before walking out.
**Later that night**
Hermione closed her book and rubbed her eyes tirely. She stood up from her small desk and went to the bathroom to change into her pajamas.
She turned the bathroom light off and walked over to her bed and crawled inside.
Hermione closed her eyes once she had turned off her lamp. She felt tired and weak. She wanted to rest the whole night this time. Yesterday she didn't sleep at all because...
A small noise made Hermione open her eyes. She lay still, hoping that she had just imagined the small noise.
Hermione slowly shifted her position and stared up at the ceiling. Her heart was pounding against her chest. There was someone in the room. Someone that wasn't supposed to be in there.
The sound of hissing made Hermione's breath get caught in her throat. It wasn't a snake. It was a person. Somebody was hissing in her room.
Without realizing it, Hermione's mind started to go back to that terrible night. Her face screwed up in pain as she remembered how Scott had touched her.
His rough hands touching her delicate body. His mouth leaving poison all over her lips. His harsh words.
Silence filled the room and Hermione sighed. "It's all my head. He can't come back. He can't be alive. It's all in my head," she whispered to herself.
She closed her eyes, glad that she would be going back to Hogwarts...soon.
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