Her Light in the Darkest of Times

The next three days passed quickly both Draco and Hermione both keeping busy and trying their best to keep away from one another. Hermione had just got out of the shower that night and walked out wearing blue pajama pants and a white tank top, thinking that Draco would be gone and not see the other bruise on her other arm. She was walking back to her room when she ran into something hard and warm. She pulled back to see Draco, Hermione went to move around him but he stopped her.

He could see both bruises, one on each of her upper arms. He told himself over and over again but he could not help but ask. "What happened?" he asked in a soft voice, as he lightly ran one finger over the bruise on her right upper arm.

She flinched at his touch, "Please don't." her voice almost begging.

He felt a twinge of something looking at the bruises but he could not and did not want to place whatever it was. "I'm not going to hurt you." Draco stated removing his finger from her arm.

She was shaking a little and nodded mutely and walked around him.

"Someone did that to you and I'll find out who!" He called after her, despite what others thought his father did beat Draco and his mother, his father had raised Draco to never hit a woman, not because they were weaker but because it was simply wrong.

She turned around, "Why do you care?" she demanded.

He thought for a moment, "Granger not even you deserve to be hurt like that by someone else." he told her honestly.

"No one hurt me." She protested and lied in the same moment.

"Ya right, so I imagined those bruises." He said sarcastically, she could not say any thing there was nothing to say, she was hurt. "That's what I thought," He said.

"Malfoy it's nothing and why can't you drop it?" She asked in a small voice.

He ignored her question, "Are there more Granger?" he asked hoping silently that there were no more.

"More what?" She asked confused.

"Bruises." He stated simply.

"No." she said not meeting his eyes.

He shook his head 'God help the son of a bitch when I get my hands on him' he thought. "Where are they?" he asked.

"I said that there are no more." she said firmly.

"I can tell when your lying." He told her.

She was caught, found out, she did the only thing she could do run. She rushed to her room and slammed the door behind her and putting a quick locking charm on it and jumped into her bed and buried her head in her hands.

Draco walked after her, he unlocked the door easily and followed her into her room, "Hermione." he called her by her first name for probably the first time ever.

"Go away!" She yelled pulling her head from her hands.

"No!" He yelled back.

"Please just go?" Hermione asked not yelling but begging.

"Hermione I can make you show me." He threatened pulling out his wand.

She shot up and look at him. "You wouldn't."

"I would and will." Draco told her pointing his wand at her, "Show me!" he demanded.

She bit her lip and stood up. She pulled her shirt over her head before removing her pants leaving her in her bra and panties. "Happy?" She asked sadly, tears escaping her eyes.

He could see all the marks on her body. Bite marks on her cleavage and stomach, bruises on her thighs and stomach, cleavage, and arms, and little cuts all over. "Bloody hell." he said lowering his wand, "Who did this to you?" he asked stepping toward her.

She stepped back when he stepped forward.

"Who did this to you?" he asked again more forcefully.

She was silent.

"Damn it Granger, just tell me who did this!" Draco yelled in frustration.

"Alex." She whispered in a small weak voice.

He looked at her for a moment before asking. “Alex who?”

TBC...

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