Disclaimer: Unless I am very much mistaken JKR has not signed Harry Potter rights over to me, Oh well…

Chapter 1: Captured

She couldn't breathe; she had to stop even if it was only for a second. Hermione Granger ducked behind a large tree and leaned against it trying to catch her breath, the scratchy wood tangling her hair. She could hear the yelling of her pursuers getting closer and closer. Damn! She thought as she took off running again weaving in and out of the trees.

"I see her! She's over there!"

Shit, Hermione thought as a bright purple curse rushed by her with so much power that she felt it sting past her cheek. She started throwing her own curses behind her back not paying attention to if it really hit anyone or not. She had to keep running. She couldn't even think about apparating right now, she was so distressed that she would most likely splinch herself. She threw another curse behind her and heard a yell, she hit one! But there was no time to revel in it, she had to keep going; if she could just reach the campsite the wards would at least buy her a little time.

As she thought this a bright blue curse struck her in her left calf, ripping it apart. She screamed in agony and hit the ground, hard. Lights started popping up in front of her eyes and her head was pounding, and as she stood she felt a wave of nausea hit her.

Oh shit, oh shit, she thought. I have to keep going!

She struggled to get to her feet but collapsed again as another curse hit her shoulder. Her wand flew from her hand and her face slammed into the ground. She lifted her heard wearily a mixture of blood and dirt stinging her mouth. So this is how it's going to end. She thought. Lying in the dirt, she would never have the chance to see her friends again or say good bye.

NO! She thought. She would not allow herself to give up! To give into what her mind so desperately wanted. She wanted to rest, to join her fallen friends, to join Ron, and not have to struggle anymore, not have to fight. But she knew deep in heart that she had to protect Harry.

She couldn't move, it took all her strength to just lift her head. She heard the voices coming closer; she closed her eyes and tried with all her might to lift herself off the ground, her arms shaking, tears and blood clouding her vision.

"There she is!" The voice was cold and was too close to her for comfort.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the mudblood Granger. Where are the rest of your friends now?

Hermione stayed silent, she would not reveal anything she knew. Ron was long gone and Harry back at the camp. A pang of quilt washed over her as she realized that she had led the Death Eaters mere meters from the campsite. What if they found him, it would be all her fault.

She cried out in pain as a heavy boot slammed into her shoulder and ground the heel right into the open wound. If only she could reach her wand! She could see it only inches from her hand. She desperately tried to stretch her fingers towards the wand but yet another boot crunched down on her hand, she could feel the bones snap as she screamed out in agony.

"Tsk, Tsk mudblood." A voice drawled sickly. "We couldn't very well just let you have your wand, now could we?

There was resounding laughter at this, and then one of the men bent down and gingerly picked up her wand, twirled it in his fingers and then promptly snapped it in half. Hermione watched in terror, as her wand snapped it was like she snapped with it. She started to struggle and thrash around, doing anything she could to possibly get away from them.

"Get away from me you bastards!"

"Such unladylike language, I am disappointed in you mudblood."

"Fuck y…"

"CRUCIO!"

Hermione screamed again in pure unadulterated pain. Knives were piercing every inch of her body slashing her apart. The pain was unbearable, but she wouldn't let them break her. She could hear them laughing at her, laughing at her screams of pain. Finally the curse was released and she gasped for air.

"Tell me where Potter is….please?"

His voice was sickeningly sweet and dripping with hate at the same time.

"Never."

It was one word but it was filled with so much venom, so much hate that the death eater almost seemed taken aback.

"Fine….CRUCIO!"

The pain hit her again but this time she was prepared for it. She grit her teeth and did not scream, she would not give them the satisfaction, not again. Just a little bit longer, she thought to herself, just a little bit longer. But the curse never seemed to end, the pain just kept coming, a never ending spiral of hell. When the curse was finally lifted she felt her world slipping from her. The edges of her vision were going dark. Her last thoughts before she slipped under the blanket of dark were simply;

Please don't let them find Harry…..

A/N Hey guys this is my first fanfic so please be gentle! Please R&R it's greatly appreciated!