**Hello all, this is my first story that I have published on here. Comments are appreciated. This chapter will be semi short, but don't worry, there is still a lot more to come!**
Smoke and debris clouded the air as bits and pieces of the building fell all around. Screams were heard throughout the halls.
A brown bushy haired girl runs through the halls dodging pieces of falling debris. Spells are being shouted out and beams of light shoot from all directions around her.
A small piece of the ceiling falls and hits her in the head. She falls to the ground. Two figures emerge from the rubble and walk towards her.
"Well now, look who we have here. Miss Granger. You shall do just nicely." A familiar voice says before everything goes black.
Hermione awakes in a daze. She slowly stands up and rubs her head. She looks around and notices that she is in a cell of some sort.
"Where am I?" She says as she walks toward the cell door.
She peers out down the hall but everything is black. She notices a small light getting closer toward her.
Hermione clutches onto the bars of the door and screams "Help! Someone please help!"
The light gets closer to her. A figure emerges. Hermione gasps ans she recognizes who it is. No, this can't be!
Lucius Malfoy stands before her.
"Hush you stupid girl."
Hermione just glares at Lucius. "What am I doing here?" She says sternly.
A sly grin creeps across Lucius's face. "Well my dear, you are my newest prisoner. And you will be a mighty fine house slave. The Dark Lord has many plans for you. Too bad your precious Potter wasn't able to save you." Lucius mutters an incantation and the door swings open, as it does, Hermione takes a step back. She reaches into her boot to grab her wand but she notices that it is not there. She backs away from Lucius and he laughs.
"You honestly thought we wouldn't take away your wand?" he grins. "And here I thought you were supposed to be the brightest witch of your generation."
"Wha...what do you want from me?" Hermione stammers out while taking yet another step back.
Lucius steps forward closing the gap between her. "Are you deaf you stupid girl?!"
Hermione cringes at the very small gap that is between them. Lucius lifts his wand. "Crucio!"
Hermione falls to the floor writhing in pain. Every inch of her body hurts. The torture went on for what seemed like hours but it was only mere minutes.
Lucius lowers his wand and turns to leave. Hermione is left on the ground unable to move. "You are mine now, I own you." Lucius walks towards the cell door and closes it behind him and locks it before retreating back down the hall.
Tears started falling down her face. All she could stammer out was one word before her the room around her turned black. "Why?"