This story takes place one week after the battle of Hogwarts. The Dark Lord did not catch Harry Potter because others refused to let him surrender himself. In the process of the battle Hermione Granger was captured…

The Hermione Granger that I will be writing will indeed stay true to her character, however before you proceed to read I would like you to keep a few things in mind. Hermione is physically voluptuous. She is indeed an intelligent book worm, however due to her being slightly older she is a bit more feminine. Also she is 18 due to the use of the time-turner in third year.

p.s –Other then what I have established, all the others who have perished in the book have here as well…

I heard Voldemort…

"Take…the…girl…"

I ran, as fast as I could. I spotted about four death eaters behind me and sent Stupefies their way. Keep running…

different Jinxes flew above me and between my legs as I ran.

"Hermione Run!"

Ginny...

My heart began to pound rapidly. I turned my head back quickly to see if Ginny was alright, when I couldn't see her I turned my head back forward and collided with a hard body. I grasped the robes for balance feeling a pounding in my head. I smelled spice and musk. I looked up and met silver eyes, those of Lucius Malfoy. I gasped. I knew I was caught.

"Mudblood" he whispered.

Something flickered in his eyes. His looks changed to disgust. He pointed his wand, as I was about to deflect he was too quick.

"Expelliarmus"

My wand was gone...

I felt bare. He then shoved me to the ground hard and pointed his wand at me. I took a deep intake of breath and continued to stare into his eyes. I wanted to see what a coward he was to capture me.

From the corner of my eye I saw Ron running toward with his wand raised.

"Let her Go you bastard!"

Ron's cheeks were red and he was breathing rapidly. quickly turned toward him wand pointing at him,

"Avada Kedavra"

"No!" "Ron, Ron please!" I got up and ran to him, kneeled by his side in shock. Just as I was about to touch him,

Darkness over came me…

Slowly she opened her eyes…

Hermione blinked as she opened her eyes. She was in a cell. She sat up and noticed she was lying on a cot bed with a pillow. That was all there was. She was confined.

She ran her hands along her body and noticed she was wearing a thin white mid thigh plain dress. She had her undergarments thank gods. She noticed she was clean too, no blood stains. Why would they care? They probably couldn't stand the filthy mudblood to be any filthier. Her feet were bare. Thank god it wansn't terribly cold. I'll probably get sick from being here eventually. Unless they kill me. No, Hermione think they didn't just capture you to kill you. They need you. For answers or bait. That's why they changed me and didn't just throw me away like rubbish. I'm probably in the Malfoy Manor.

She ran her hand along the sides of the walls.

"Hello?" Her voice echoed slightly and she heard muffling sounds.

"The girl, she's awake. Get Lucius."

Lucius brought me here, he captured me. He killed Ron… That bastard. That fucking bastard…I wish Ron wouldn't have tried to be a hero and save me, He could have been alive. He just went about it wrong. Poor Ron.

Foot steps echoed as they approached the cell. The bars disappeared as Lucius walked trough them and as he stepped in the were visible again.

He stood before her proud and bold. With his snake head, fine robes, and long blonde hair. He stood in his glory. He examined her up and down as Hermione did him. A ghost of a smirk appeared across his face when he noticed.

"My, my Ms. Granger up after a week. Forgive me the jinx I cast was a bit strong, nevertheless you are here." "Enjoying your stay so far?" He said with cold sarcasm.

"Excuse me?" Hermione walked toward him. "That's what you say to me after all that's happened? All that you did?"

"How dare you." She stood up close to him anger penetrating through her eyes that could almost sting.

"How dare I?"

He grabbed her arm forcefully and pulled her in. The other hand on her throat.

"How dare you even be here. You don't even belong here, in this world. Known as the golden brains of the trio, look where it has gotten you. Your absolute filth. As for the Weasley boy, he was a waist anyways. He Possessed no intelligence or talent and we are glad to be rid of him..." He paused and tugged her closer "It was a pleasure to end his life."

He looked deep into her eyes as he said the last four words.

He released her. Hermione's eyes watered slightly in anger and pain. She smacked him as hard as she could. His head shifted and his jaw clenched.

"You filth, how dare you!"

He back handed her with so much force she fell. The whole side of her face hurt bad. Hermione kept a brave face. Her dress was above her waist and her knickers revealed a lot of the cheeks of her bum. His eyes were fixed on her bum, his nostrils were flaring. She got up slowly and adjusted herself. Why would he look at me that way?

"Never strike me again Ms. Granger or do anything else stupid for that matter."

Hermione's cheeks turned red.

"Or else there will be unimaginable consequences. Understood?

No you fucking arsehole I'm 18 years old how does it make you feel hitting a girl almost the same age as your son?

"Yes, I understand."

"Very good. Now Ms. Granger, Would you like to know what your future holds for you?"

Thank you all for reading!

Let me know if you like it. I'll continue if the response is good. If it is I plan on updating as soon as I can. Right now it looks about once a week.

Reviews keep me going. This is my first Fic, any suggestions are welcome.

P.s The chapters will get longer.