Motion sickness (18+) Hermione Granger [DISCONTINUED?]

Fifteen

But hey! After a while the scars faded and stopped burning in the shower..

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1995 Summer at Malfoy Manor

After yesterday I woke up in a sort of olive green room.

It couldn't have been dracos so I guess it was just a spare room.

The first thing I did was feel next to me. Once I felt no one there I immediately sat up when I saw Hermione was no longer there I remembered our fight yesterday.

Yesterday

"Hermione wait!" I shout at the girl as I chased her down the small hallway of the compartments. "What?! You leave your book in our dorm and I see you with Malfoy!" She shouts at me tears threatening to spew out of her hazel brown/green eyes. "I- that's what was happening!" The girl cuts me off just to say her rubbish "really then how would the school like to know that my girlfriends cozing up to Malfoy?" The curly haired girl tells me. "WE were never dating I only dated you to occupy time!" I shout back at words I wish I never spoke that aren't true, the girl throws the book at my to which I pick it up and open the first page 'property of Anamorphia Lestrange bitches!' The little card reads I freak out at the fact that she could of found out. As I watch the girl that once loved me walk away tears streaming from her eyes.

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As I stared at the boiling hot sun I tread this summer already.

I've made up my mind that I'd at least wanna smell fabulous before I die anytime soon.

As I walk to closed bathroom door I open it to see a green and black tiled bathroom I see a walk in shower to my left and the sink and Lou to my right it truly was a gorgeous bathroom.

I close the door behind me locking it and I stare in the mirror.

I stare.

At the person I once knew.

The person who never hurt anyone.

Who always wanted to make the right choice.

"I need to write this down it's to good to let go." I whisper to myself as I unlock and open the door speed walking to the desk and pulling out a quill and some parchment.

'After that day I stared at myself in the mirror.

I stared.

At the person I once knew.

The person who never hurt anyone.

Who always wanted to make the right choice.'

I wrote elegantly on the piece of parchment I leave it sitting there in the desk not thinking anything of it.

I continue to resume what I was doing.

As I walk back to the bathroom.

I continue to stare at myself at one point I look at my arms.

Long cuts I've made from that day.

As I slowly undress taking off my long sleeve shirt then my shorts.

I then notice every little scar on my body.