The Deep Dark Truth.

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by x3novis

by x3novis

Hermione's POV

"Ron, I'm worried about Harry. Yesterday, I found him cutting himself and smiling through his tears! I actually made peace with the Slytherins because of him. It was my last resort." I told Ron after I looked up from my book. He responded cheerfully "Don't worry 'Mione. it was the best you could do for him. And besides, when you pair a Parkinson with a Granger, all that came be produced is wonder." I looked at him happily and I thought ' I'm really lucky to have a friend like him. ' I just looked down to my book for about two minutes when Pansy came in and screamed "HERMIONE! RON! HARRY'S HAVING A BAD DREAM AND WON'T WAKE UP! HARRY AND DRACO ARE IN THE LIBRARY! WE NEED TO GO!NOW!"

I ran all the way to the library and saw Harry on the couch screaming with tears coming out and Draco sobbing into his shirt on an armchair. I looked at the scene with fear because I knew what was happening. The last time Harry wouldn't wake up from a dream was when I came to sleepover at the Dursleys and when Mr. Vernon thought I was asleep, he dragged Harry from his bed and when he came back, Harry had scars, bruises fractures, broken bones and worst of all, punctured lungs. After I healed him, he fell asleep and wouldn't wake up when I tried to. So I used Legilmancy and saw that he was in a dream that he couldn't wake up from because he was hurt inside his dream.

After that was dealt with and my muggle mother came to pick me up, I refused to go without Harry and told my mom and she gave Mr. Vernon and Mrs. Petunia a good telling off and took Harry with her. He stayed with us until it was time to go back to school last session. And he stayed at Ron's house before this session started.

But it was so long and Harry was doing so well but then his happened and it was hard to remember that Harry had his own life problems that he just didn't feel like sharing with a lot of people. So when I saw him, I broke down into tears and started saying quietly "He'll be okay, he's a wizard that fights back." until Pansy heard me and started to panic. "No, no, no, no! If Granger of all people is worried, something must be really wrong with him. She's the brains of the Golden Trio. Hermione, are you okay?" Pansy asked me. I never knew she was actually caring. So I stopped crying and started explaining.

"I'm okay but....Harry isn't. The only people that actually know what's happening are Ronald...and me."

Ron asked me worriedly "Is it about what happened back at the...Dursley's?"

I nodded rapidly.

"Back in fourth year summer, I went to a sleepover at the Dursleys, where Harry lived and I could tell he clearly didn't want me to come for some reason I didn't understand. I was only staying for about three days and two nights. But on the second night, I was up reading on the mattress on the floor in Harry's room. I heard steps coming towards Harrys room and I ducked under the sheets and the person was made to think that I was asleep. Apparently, the person was Mr. Vernon. Harrys uncle. He opened the door carefully and moved to Harrys bed. He literally dragged him off the bed by the legs and he thudded on the floor with his head and muffled his scream because he thought I was asleep. When he dragged Harry down the stairs, I came out of my bed and peeked outside the door. When I saw them, I saw him take off his belt and hit Harry with it and it made him bleed. He kept on hitting him with his belt and when he dropped it, I thought it was over. Little did I know that it only got worse. H dropped the belt and picked up a knife from the kitchen and started to use it on him. Making little slits from his legs to his forehead. Then he dropped the knife and got down on his knees and started to punch him. And then when he finished, he.....he.....KICKED HIS CHEST!!!!!!!!!!!" I was on the floor and I was crying. That was until I felt a soft hug. It was warm and comfortable and I wanted to stay like that forever. Until I heard the voice it was coming from. "It's okay Hermione. You're okay. You don't need to cry. Don't cry." I recognized the voice as Pansy's. I took comfort in the voice because I couldn't do anything else. I hugged her back and we toppled on the ground with our faces a few inches apart. I felt my face turn red while Pansy's turned bright pink. Draco, being the prat he was, nudged me because I was on top of her. And then the gap between our faces closed.

A/N:

I FORGOT TO MENTION THE FACT THAT THIS BOOK CONSISTS OF NO STRAIGHT COUPLES SO IF THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR, YOU AIN'T GONNA FIND IT. ANDDDDDD, I HAVE 4 READS!!!!!!!!!! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?????!?!?!?!? HECK, I NEVER GOT ONE READ! OH AND I ALSO HAVE TWO FOLLOWERZZZ. PRETTY COOL. OH, I'M STARTING TWO NEW BOOKS: A DRARRY ONE/TWO/THREE SHOT COLLECTION(IF IT GETS TO FOUR, I'M TURNING IT INTO A BOOK) AND A BOOK THAT HAS KIND OF BEEN ON HOLD IN A WRITTEN BOOK BUT I'M GOING TO WRITE IE IN WATTPAD!

BYE GUYZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!