Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling; therefore, the characters I use are not mine. For this particular FF, the plot is not entirely mine either; it is mainly JK Rowling's with use of some of Warner Bros. material from the movie, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part One. I, however, did change part of the plot.
Part One:
The snatchers held tight on the three teenagers, a ginger haired boy struggled against his restraints, trying to reach the female of the bunch, a bushy brunette girl. Her snatcher caressing her neck, as he smelled her hair as they quickly approached a large, dark manor house. A gate came into view at the end of a long, winding pathway. A woman dressed in black stood on the other side, the same woman who the wizarding world knew as Bellatrix Lestrange.
"We have Harry Potter," the man held on to a raven-haired boy whose cheeks were bulging out of proportion to his typical size due to a curse, Harry. The woman on the other side of the gate smirked and peered through the iron rods to get a glimpse of the evidence before ushering them in.
The snatchers and their prisoners followed the woman inside of the manor.
"Get Draco," she ordered a short, round man who shook in his boots as he bee-lined straight into the other room, only to emerge seconds later with a platinum blonde boy.
A snatcher bound each of the three prisoners. The only light source was coming from the moon, which spilled light in columns upon the floor in sections. Bellatrix took hold of the raven-haired boy and thrust him into the light, "Draco, sweetheart, tell me if this is, indeed, Harry Potter and his two side-kicks. We must be sure. If we call the Dark Lord now, and it is not him, he will surely kill us all."
Draco cautiously took a step towards the boy, "I-I can't tell. If it is them, then the other two are Ron and Hermione. I-I can't tell, aunt," he stammered. All of a sudden, a terrible scream tore through the hall.
"Wormtail, what have I told you about keeping our guests quiet?" Bellatrix bellowed at the same short, round man that had fetched Draco. Wormtail shuffled down the staircase in a hurry to cease the racket.
Bellatrix rounded on her new captives. Her eyes widened suddenly when she passed by the snatcher with their bags. He was holding a silver sword lined with rubies, the sword of Gryffindor, "Where did you get that?" she spoke harshly as she inched towards him.
"We found it in her bags when we searched her," the snatcher nodded towards the prisoner in the middle, a girl with bushy hair, "says she's Penelope Clearwater, a half-blood."
"Except our records show that Miss Clearwater was taken months ago." Another snatcher added.
"Do me a favor, boys," Bellatrix addressed the snatchers, "hold the boys just over there, out of my way. The girl and I are going to have a little girl to girl chat." She moved right up to the Hermione's face as if starting a stare-down. Bellatrix hastily grabbed Hermione's wrist from the snatchers and pulled her into the middle of the room, pushing her down on the cold stone floor. Ron, the red-haired prisoner, struggled once again upon his restraints yelling out for Hermione.
"You," Bellatrix snapped at his restrainer, "Silence him!" The snatcher lodged a hefty left hook into Ron's stomach. He doubled over onto the floor in pain. "Draco, you and the others take Potter into the parlor, prepare for the Dark Lord, I don't want to have any other distractions, leave the ginger, he should be quiet for long enough." Draco nodded in fear and left with the others, Harry in tow.
[Ron's POV]
I had no idea where the punch had come from; all of a sudden, I was on the floor, level with Hermione who was paralyzed of fear to move.
"Now, you little liar, tell me where did you get that sword," Bellatrix spat down at her, "You stole it didn't you?"
"N-no, I didn't steal anything," Hermione stuttered.
"Well there is no other way that it could have gotten into your dirty mudblood hands," Bellatrix took her wand out of her tattered black leather sleeve and pointed it at Hermione, directly in the chest, " Crucio," she whispered with anger. No, no, no, no, this cannot be happening, she is hurting my Hermione! Hermione writhed in pain as a terrible scream erupted.
"No!" I tried to scream, however, I couldn't get anything to come out. I had been hit too hard in the gut. I tried to move towards Hermione, I could only inch a little at a time. I had to be tactful.
"How did you get into my vault?" Bellatrix screamed, shouting another curse at Hermione, her screams once again sounded off the walls. Bellatrix looked unhappy with the results and released a torrent of curses at Hermione. No. I cannot be tactful anymore, where is Harry, we need a wand! Hermione! I wonder if she knows I'm still here?
"Maybe a little more pain will do you good, you filth," Bellatrix got down on her knees and closed in on Hermione's shaking body, "Oh, no need for tears, it will only hurt a little bit, unless you tell me how you got into my vault." C'mon Hermione! Respond! You can do it, make something up! I love you, Hermione! Stay strong! I'm coming. I tried to pull myself along silently without hurting my ribs, I got far enough before Bellatrix looked up at me and I slumped to the floor.
"Oh you poor, poor boy, maybe you should watch, you're next. If she isn't going to talk, maybe you will," she aimed her wand at me and ropes shot out. I was stuck. "Now, back to my priority," She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small box, as she opened it I could see a glimpse of a shine. Bellatrix pulled a dagger from the box.
My eyes widened, "No! No! Hermione, wake up! Please!" I screamed as loud as I could.
"Silence!" Bellatrix snapped, she knelt down next to Hermione and pulled up her sleeve, "Now you will never forget your place," she began to carve her knife into Hermione's pale skin.
"Hermione," I bellowed, "Hermione!" Hermione's screams rang through the hall. "Hermione, Hermione, Hermione!" I tried to shake off the ropes that secured my arms. More screams erupted; I could see tears running down her face. Hermione, please stay strong. I could feel my own tears, now, running down my face.
"There, hope you learned your lesson, too bad it's too late now," Bellatrix got up to examine her work, she spat on it as she kicked Hermione's ribs. Before she left she pulled down Hermione's sleeve, "Stay here filth, I am going to get Fenir, he can have you." Hermione unconscious, the pain had been too much. I had to watch for her chest to rise and fall before I could be certain that she was alive.
Bellatrix hummed as she left, locking the doors behind her as she retrieved the others. I managed to get myself free and pull myself the rest of the way to Hermione's body.
I pushed Hermione's hair out of her eyes, I wanted to know what that horrid women wrote, "Hermione? Please wake up; please let me know you're not dead." I whispered urgently in her ear, "I can't bear to lose you, please wake up" My tears fell onto her face and mixed with her sweat and tears.
Footsteps indicated the return of Bellatrix and the others. I quickly kissed Hermione's forehead and pushed myself back to where I was before she left.
"What's in it for us?" the largest snatcher asked as they entered the room.
"The girl didn't give me any information, you can have her." Bellatrix looked down on Hermione's unconscious body, sprawled upon the floor.
"Nooooooo!" I bellowed, I could see Harry being held by Malfoy and his mum. However, Harry's hand was reached over into Narcissa Malfoy's pocket, slowly pulling out her wand. I tried to pull myself slowly, closer to Hermione once again without being noticed. I could feel a pair of eyes on me, I followed where I thought the direction would be and sure enough, Draco Malfoy was staring at me, shaking, I tried my best to stare him down. He was too scared to do anything. C'mon Harry, just do it already, I cannot take anymore of Hermione being hurt!
"Has the other room been prepared for the Dark Lord?" Bellatrix smirked.
"No, we've been putting up a fight with this one," Lucius spat at Harry. Bellatrix's features scrunched up, put them all in the cellar. Wormtail, bring up the goblin, I want to make sure this sword is real, if it is, then this piece of filth will have to face me once again with my knife." Bellatrix spat on Hermione again.
"What about me? I thought I was getting the girl you just said-," Fenir spoke up. I reached out and grabbed Hermione's hand quietly.
"No! Not until I find out about this sword!" she snapped. Two snatchers grabbed Hermione and I. I had to let go of her hand for a minute as they led us into the cellar.
We were all dragged down the stairs, Hermione was ahead of me, I was scared that the snatcher would drop her. The gate to the cellar was opened and Bellatrix entered first, "Where is the goblin?" she yelled, her voice reverberated off the cement walls. She walked briskly towards the back of the cellar. "Ah, there you are, you're coming with me." She pulled him past us and up the stairs.
Once safely in the cellar the death eaters and the snatchers left us to our own. I quickly pulled Hermione towards me.
"Mate what happened?" Harry knelt down next to us.
"Harry, I should have done something! I was so close to her," tears were freely falling from my face.
"Ron?" a dreamy voice asked, I looked up to see Luna peering from behind a column.
"Luna, you're alive!" Harry exclaimed.
"Yes, I am. I'm surprised she is," Luna pointed to Hermione's still unconscious body that was now in my lap.
"Is anyone else here?" I asked, "Other than you and the goblin, I mean." I continued to stroke Hermione's face; she was still shaking and silently crying.
"Yes! Mr. Ollivander is here. He has been great company, come back and you may see him," Luna beckoned us to follow. I picked Hermione up like she was a bride and followed.
"Harry, we have to get out of here." I whispered to Harry.
"I have a plan," he whispered back. We rounded the corner and Mr. Ollivander came into view, his old body was frail and slumped against the wall.
"Welcome," he said, "So sorry you're here in the manor, we heard you up there, quiet gruesome."
Harry bent down and pulled down his sock, a chunk of mirror was wedged in. He pulled it out and sat on the floor, he began to speak to it, "I need you." With a pop, Dobby appeared.
"Dobby!" I shouted, shifting Hermione so I could get a better grip, immediately Harry shushed me. I retreated, signaling Harry had the floor. "Hermione, we're gonna be out of here soon! I can feel it. Then we'll get you cleaned up and safe. Then I will never leave you again. I promise" I whispered to her, meanwhile, Harry questioned Dobby on their possibilities of escape.
"Dobby you can apparate here?" Harry asked
"W-well yes, I'm an elf" he answered.
"Can you help us?" Harry asked again. A pair of heavy footsteps stomped down the stairs and into the cellar. Wormtail appeared, I moved further into the shadows all the while I gripped Hermione tighter as if I could hide her in my jacket. My fingers lightly moved over her hand and wrist, she twitched in pain and I immediately moved my hand away in fear of hurting her anymore.
"What's this entire racket going on down here?" He questioned, "No more," he started to turn around before he whipped back again, pointing at Dobby, "aren't you supposed to be in the kitchens?"
"No! Dobby is a free elf!" Dobby cried. Wormtail gave a funny look before running towards the door. "Dobby is so sorry! Dobby didn't mean to do that."
"It's okay Dobby; we just need to get out of here fast." Harry replied. Oh man, we better. I need to make sure Hermione is okay! More footsteps stomping down the stairs signaled another presence entering the cellar. This time Bellatrix appeared, all of us huddled in the corner, I continued to try to hide Hermione. She shoved the goblin towards us, I could hear Harry whisper, "Everyone reach towards Dobby in three," We all silently moved our arms towards Dobby; I kept a grip on Hermione as well so I wouldn't lose her.
However, Bellatrix saw Dobby, "What are you doing here! How dare you leave and come back to help the prisoners! You could have killed me when you left!" She shrieked and pulled out her dagger and began threatening us all with it.
"Three!" Harry yelled. We all reached for Dobby. Bellatrix realized what was going on and threw her dagger in our direction. With a loud pop we were being pulled by our navels towards safety.
Within seconds we appeared on a beach, I recognized my surroundings as Shell Cottage. We were safe and most importantly, Hermione was alive.
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I could not get this out of my head, for the longest time. This is my first published story here so I hope this was a good debut!
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