AN: So, I've been wanting to do this for a while now so here is the start to my Jade/Hermione/Fleur love triangle. So here it is! Enjoy :) Here is the short opening.

Prologue: Rescue

It was dark when Hermione managed to open her eyes again, barely able to make anything out other than the orange blur that she assumed was a fire. Her body ached when she moved and the chains that bound her wrists bit harshly at her skin.

She'd counted three days. Three times she'd seen the sun set. Three days of torture and misery as she and her friends were held at Malfoy Manor. Being a mudblood, she received the brunt of the punishment, she knew these walls held her agonized screams and echoed them back to her as she rolled onto her side.

"Looks like someone is awake." The voice was muffled in the brunette's ears, but she knew who it belonged to without looking. "My little Muddy, I thought you'd died on me before we got to have some real fun." Footsteps resonated through the wooden planks on the floor and Hermione flinched at every vibration.

Suddenly, the chains around her wrists clanked and she was jerked up, her back bending unnaturally as Bellatrix grabbed a handful of her dingy locks. A whimper escaped her throat despite how hard she fought to stay silent. After being tortured for days, it didn't matter how much fight you have left if you have no hope.

"You're going to die here, Muddy." The Death Eater hissed menacingly in her ears as Hermione closed her eyes. "Right here, at my hand, you're going to wish you'd never been born. Your friends, they left without you."

Hermione froze. She was lying. She had to be. Harry wouldn't leave her, Ron wouldn't... Bellatrix had to be lying. The elder witch's cackle rang in the Gryffindor's ears as she was dropped back to the ground and Bellatrix pressed her heeled boot on her back.

"Left without a fight too." She continued as Hermione groaned as the heel dug into her already battered body. "Early in the morning with a blasted elf while I was having my fun with you." Bellatrix dug her heel in harder until Hermione cried out. "I'll prove it to you."

Hermione yelped as she was pulled up by her chains to her feet and shoved towards the stairs that led to the cellar. Bellatrix laughed as she pulled her head back by her hair and pointed down to the cellar door that was wide open since there was no one to keep captive.

"You see?" The witch mused as she pressed her face to Hermione's, black nails digging into pale skin. "Didn't even give you a second thought, they just wanted to save the great Harry Potter."

"Madame!" Hermione turned to see Wormtail slinking into the room, a frightened expression on his face. "There's something going on outside the gates!"

"Well what is it you sniveling coward?!" She snapped and the man cowered away shielding his face. "Is it any of my concern? If you interrupted me for nothing, Wormtail, I swear!"

There was a loud crash as voices began shouting curses at the sudden intrusion. Hermione was dropped to the ground as Bellatrix whipped out her wand. Growls were echoing off the cement walls, and not human growls, beastly growls. The kind of growls that chill your bones and freeze your body in a bind of fear.

A flash of red filled the room as Wormtail and Bellatrix were launched back against the wall, incapacitating then momentarily. That's when Hermione felt warm hands slip under her legs and back. Her instincts told her too fight, but her body was spent from pain and lack of nourishment. She opened her dreary eyes and was met with glowing crystalline blue.

"Hang in there," A very calming, confident voice said gently as the witch inhaled the scent of grass and pine. "We'll get you out of here." It was hard to see anything but glowing cerulean in the dark, but a warm smile could barely be seen as Hermione felt the figure hold her tighter before lifting off the ground in a leap.

Shattering glass was the last sound Hermione heard as she felt a jolt and breathed in a breath of cold air. She was outside. Away from those walls and the torture. Her eyes looked up to see a full moon and the light shining fully on her rescuer who was running unnaturally fast for carrying an extra person.

"I've got you, Miss Granger." The figure said again as they made their way past the hedges and that twisted iron gate. "You're safe with me."