The darkness and his little ray of light

When relationships hit a low...

An: don't hate me for it please.

Hermione's eyes fluttered open as she tried to take in her surroundings. She blinked and wiped her eyes to realise she was in a hospital bed. She sat up and groaned before falling back down on the bed. Her head was banging to the rate her heart was beating. She took in a deep breath and her curtain moved and a flash of Blonde hair hit the lights. She moved far away from his reach and pressed herself up against the wall with ragged breaths of shock and anger.

Draco's silver eyes widened in shock and confusion. "Granger... I-"

"-Why are you here?" Hermione cut him off with an evil stare.

"What? Why wouldn't I be here?" He reached for her hand and she yanked it out of his reach and held it in her other hand.

"You have put me through torture of the last couple of weeks and you think you can just walk in and everything will be back to normal?" His eyes held disbelief and hurt. Hurt? He had no reason to be hurt in Hermione's eyes. "After everything we went through in the war, I truly thought you had changed. But then you called me a Mudblood... A filthy little Mudblood and I can't understand that. Everyone in Slytherin even some people of my house call me Mudblood... I even have it engraved in my flesh." She put it on show in front of Draco. "I mean why is it my blood? Why can't it be anyone else's?" She yelled.

"Hermione...I-"

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She grabbed Miss Pomfery's knife and cut into her skin in one slick movement. The skin broke apart and blood rose up to the edge and poured over. Draco felt sick and horrified. "I don't see any mud- I mean I don't see any dirt. I just see blood. Normal... Healthy... Blood." She wiped her eyes and she did it again. "See! Where's the dirty blood? Where!" She yelled and Ginny came rushing in. Draco was just frozen staring at Hermione in horror.

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"You gained my trust and you destroyed it." She pulled up her knees and rocked back and forth. The brightest witch of her age was broken and shattered. "I trusted you!" She yelled and even Ginny looked scared. "You broke me Malfoy... Ferret. You broke me." She wiped her eyes. "Then again I was warned, once a death eater... Always a death eater." Hermione's monotone and empty voice rang out. Hermione held pain in her eyes and Ginny knew she didn't mean it. "GET OUT!" She yelled.

Draco took the knife and put it against Hermione's throat, pinning up against the wall. "Don't you dare blame me for this! I was under the imperious curse,  remember! I was tortured and tormented for weeks by your so called friend and you think you had it the worse! My friends hate me- despise me and you want to know the worse part..." Draco's eyes hardened to steel and his voice held that sneer she knew oh so well. But at the end his voice was a whisper... "the worse part was not being able to save you. Yet You still blame me for this! You call me a death eater! You know I never wanted this! I was forced! Either I did what he said or I died... And I thought you knew that." Draco's eyes held hurt and desperation. "But maybe you are what they say you are. A know it all, judgemental bitch!" He yelled and his eyes widened in shock as he realised what he said. He stepped away from her and dropped the knife before running out of the room.

Hermione broke down in sobs and Ginny shook her head before wrapping her arms around Hermione. "I-I didn't mean anything." She let out a sob.

"I know but you are strong Hermione granger! Yes you may be a Muggleborn but you are one of the best witches around! So you need to buckle yourself up, go find Malfoy and apologise or I will personally kick your ass." Ginny Weasley scowled and Hermione nodded. She drank her potion and walked out once Miss Pomfery had let her out.