Stolen Innocence

Chapter Two

Hermione boarded the train along with Harry and Ron as Ginny went off to find Luna. They found an empty compartment rather quickly, the train seeming to have a lot less students then before. They all sat, chatting about what they thought would happen during their final year. Harry talked about leaving as soon as he graduated to search for Horcruxes, Lupin and the Weasleys having talked him out of leaving before then. Ron talked about trying to get into a Quidditch career. Hermione kept silent, not really sure about what she wanted to do after school was done.

After a while, Hermione and Ron went to patrol the corridors along with the other prefects. There weren't many students on the train, it seemed, so it was rather quiet.

"Want to do something fun?" Ron asked, giving Hermione a smile that had her stomach doing flip-flops.

"Like what?" She replied cautiously. He didn't reply, simply grabbed her arm and pulled her inside an empty compartment.

"Ron, what are you doing?" She asked, trying to push passed him, but he was using all his weight to pin her to the wall.

"Come on, this will be fun." He told her, planting a rough kiss on her mouth.

"No, we have to keep patrolling." Hermione argued, turning her face away from his.

"No we don't, there's tons of other prefects and no one's even in the corridors." He pointed out, grabbing her face and turning it so he could kiss her again. She felt his other hand snake it's way under her shirt and bra, squeezing her breast painfully.

"But what if we get caught?" Hermione tried to push him off again, but he just squeezed her breast even harder, causing her to whimper.

"We won't get caught, now stop being such a stick in the mud." Was his reply before he moved his attention to her neck, biting down harder then needed.

"Ron, please, let's just leave." Tears were forming in her eyes as pain throbbed from her breast and neck.

"Fuck fine!" Ron shouted, pulling away and pushing her into the wall, hard. Hermione rubbed her shoulder, knowing there would be a bruise later. She then bowed her head and followed Ron back out into the corridor.

The two returned back to their compartment where Harry and Ginny were playing a game of exploding snap while Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom watched. Both took their seats, Hermione staring out the window. She wished so much that things would change for the better this year, but given the Wizarding World's current state, she highly doubted it would.

The train ride went by faster then usual. The six changed into their school robes, Hermione attatching her new badge to her's. Hogwarts had came into view, the castle sparkling in the setting sun.br>


"Oh, Hermione, I nearly forgot!" Neville exclaimed suddenly, reaching into his pockets and pulling out a letter and handing it to her.


"What's this?" She asked, unfolding the parchment.

"A fourth year gave it to me and asked me to give it to you. I think it's from Professor McGonagall." He said. Hermione read over the letter quickly, Ron reading over her shoulder.

Miss Granger,

Congradulations again on making Head Girl. Would you please come see me after the feast so I can show you and our new Head Boy to your living quarters.

Professor M. McGonagall

"What's it say?" Ginny asked curiously.

"I need to meet McGonagall after the feast so she can show me to my new common room." She answered.

"Oh, that's right, you're not going to be in Gryffindor Tower anymore." Harry commented.

"Don't you have to share a common room with the Head Boy?" Ginny asked. Hermione felt Ron tense up beside her.

"Yes, but I'm sure I won't see much of him." She told her, more to cheer Ron up then anything else.

"Who do you suppose it'll be this year?" Neville asked.

"Probably Ernie MacMillan, I don't think he's ever lost his house any points before and his grades are fairly good." Hermione replied.

"That wouldn't be too bad," Harry said. "He seems alright."

"Yeah, he's okay." Hermione told him, already feeling worried about what Ron would probably say once they were alone.

The train came to a screeching stop, all students filing out into the night. The six friends stayed close together, walking towards the carriages.

"Firs' years this way!" Came the shouts from Hagrid, his brother Gwarp beside him. Being unable to fight their way through the crowd, they simply waved to the half giant, who seemed a lot more gloomy then he normally was.

They all piled inside a free carriage, a silence falling upon them. The thestrals guided them towards the large castle, the cool air whipping at their faces.

Once they were on Hogwarts grounds, they climbed out of the carriage, all noticing the small flower bed and plaque at the foot of the North Tower. They made their way over to read it, but were forced inside by the crowd.

They all said goodbye to Luna in the Great Hall, then made their way to some empty seats at the Gryffindor table. The students filed in, it being noticable how much less there were. Most the long tables had many empty seats. Hermione noticed Ron glancing over at the Slytherin table, letting out a loud groan.

"What?" Harry asked as he and Hermione followed his line of view. They both made equal groans when they saw a very smug looking Malfoy, laughing with Pansy and Blaise.

"What's he doing back here?" Hermione asked the other two just as the new first years entered, lead by Hagrid.

The whole hall was silenced as the nervous new students walked up to the front. The Sorting Hat was set on a stool. Everyone stared at it, waiting for the new song, but it never came. Instead, McGonagall stood up and began to read off names for people to be sorted.

After everyone was all sorted McGonagall took her place behind the podium for a speech.

"First off, I would like to welcome all our new students, as well as our returning students to a new year at Hogwarts. I would like to remind you all of the rules we have here. There is to be absolutely no magic in the halls or common rooms and inbetween classes. No magic is to be used against another student, no exceptions. New security has been placed upon the castle, so we will catch you and you will be punished. The Forbidden Forest is out of bounds to everyone, it is a dangerous place and you would do best to keep that in mind.

"The prefects, as well as our new Head Boy and Girl will be respected like teachers. If any of the new students have a problem, they can go to their houses' prefects for guidance.

"We have a few changes in our staff this year as well. To take over the role of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Alastar Moody will be added to our Hogwarts staff," McGonagall paused, allowing small chatter to rise throughout the hall. She then continued, tears welling up in her eyes. "Now, I would like you all to bow your heads in memory of the late Albus Dumbledore."

The whole hall was dead silent as students took the time to remember their former Headmaster. Some first years looked around, confused, while others had obviously heard of Dumbledore and did as they'd been told. Hermione bowed her head and closed her eyes, thinking of everything Dumbledore had ever done for her and everyone else. She thanked whatever higher power that was listening for having known him when she felt eyes on her. She slowly looked up, trying to find whoever it was that was staring at her.

That's when her eyes connected with sharp silver ones. Malfoy was staring back at her intensely, his eyes bearing into her's. She felt as though he was looking through her, past the glamour charm and into her soul, simply through her lifeless eyes. She felt her cheeks redden, then turned away just as McGonagall continued to speak.

The rest of the new Headmistress' speech was lost on Hermione, her head swimming with thoughts. Why had Malfoy been staring at her? Why was he back? Could he tell something was wrong? She knew the glamour charm hid all her scars and bruises, but there was no mistaking that her eyes held less life and happiness. What if he could tell something was different?

Of course he can tell! Hermione's mind screamed at her. She knew everyone could. Her skin was paler and no longer glowed as it had. Her eyes, which once held happiness and life, were dead and empty. Her hair had even become less bushy and hung limp down her back and shoulders as she saw no more need to care for it. Her friends all believed it was the stress of their last year, but someone had to know better. She just prayed no one would figure her out. She didn't want anyone to feel sorry for her, or go after Ron.

Hermione was snapped out of her thoughts by the appearance of food on the tables. She shook her head slightly, pushing her troubling thought to the back of her mind. This was her last year at Hogwarts, she wanted to enjoy it as much as possible. But in the back of her mind, a voice was screaming at her, telling her to get out, get out before it was too late.

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Hermione made her way up to what was now Professor McGonagall's office, only to remember she didn't know the password. She sat at the stone gargoyles, waiting for someone to come. After a few minutes, she saw Malfoy walking in her direction. She stood up immediately, fixing him with a glare equal to his own.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Hermione asked coldly. He rolled his eyes at her.

"I should've known little miss perfect would be Head Girl." He said, ignoring her question.

"Don't you dare try telling me you're Head Boy." Hermione said, fearing his retort.

"Of course I'm Head Boy, Granger, I thought you were smarter then that." Malfoy sneered just as McGonagall rounded the corner.

"Follow me." She told them as she gave the password (Albus) and then stepped on the moving staircase. The two students followed suit, still glaring daggers at each other. McGonagall walked into her office and took a seat behind her desk, sitting up straight and offering the two seats, which they took.

"Congradulations to the two of you for making Head Boy and Girl," She gave them a warm smile. "As you may have noticed, the letters you received were written by Dumbledore himself merely days before his untimely death. You were hand picked by him and I believe you will live up to Hogwarts' standards." She paused to dab at her eyes with a hankerchief.

"As you know, being Heads is large responsibility. You will still have your prefect duties, but you will have more power. You no longer have curfews, but you must not abuse this privledge. As well, you have unlimited access to the Restricted Section in the library, with good reason. Any abusing of your new positions will result in immediate punishment. Together you will host weekly meetings with the prefects to make up the patrolling scheduels. These meetings will be supervised by a professor.

Also, you will no longer be housed in Gryffindor and Slytherin, although I expect you to make regular visits to your houses. You will be living in the Head's Quaters. It will have a password, as do all of the houses. The quarters have a common room,a bathroom and a room for each of you. Your luggage has already been put in your rooms-" Malfoy stood up abruptly.

"I cannot live with her!" He spat, pointing a finger at Hermione.

"Oh and like I really want to live with you!" Hermione replied, standing up as well.

"Oh shut it Granger, with any luck I'll rub off on you." Malfoy told her, glaring. McGonagall stood as well.

"Silence! I will not tolerate this. If the two of you refuse to get along, then you can step down from your positions and I will find someone else. Like I said, Dumbledore personally chose the two of you. Now I know you don't get along, and if it had been my choice, you would not be sharing these responsibilities. But Dumbledore entrusted me to carry on the same as he did and I will not go against his rules. Now, do either of you wish to step down?" Hermione and Malfoy stared at eachother, but neither said a word.

"Good, now, here is a written copy of the rules," She handed each of them an envelope. "I trust the two of you to do your best and make us all proud. I will show you to your quarters and then I must be going. I except you both have things to do as well." They both nodded and followed her out.

McGonagall led them to their new common room, told them the password (unity) and then left. Malfoy walked in and stopped infront of the fireplace. Hermione stopped in front of him as he rounded on her.

"You listen to me you filthy little mudblood, I don't like having to be around you let alone living with you. Just make it easier for the both of us and stay the hell out of my way." With that he turned on his heel and walked into his new room.

Just great, Hermione thought. A whole damned year with that git. She walked slowly to her new room to get some much needed sleep.

To Be Continued...

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