A name was being called. I knew the name, somewhere in me in knew. I couldn’t place it though. Where was it from? I know I’d heard it somewhere, but where? Trying to move just an inch was an overwhelming kind of pain. Something I’d never in my life endured; even when my father would beat me the pain wouldn’t be anything like this. This was hell.

 There was no bright light this time when I woke up. I still didn’t know how I got there or what happened....I was in a new bed; a larger one with straps around me. Thick belts, I mean these things had to be at least a good 2 inches thick. I was bolted in!

As she neared the door that she had entered so many times before, Hermione suddenly felt scared. She had to do this though. She had no choice. No matter how hard it may be she had to tell him. Explain things. She took one final deep breath and eased the door open reveling the blond boy she used to know.
"Hello Draco."