Author's Note: This story was here at first but I have begun editing it. It was being co written by my friend and I, she does a really good Draco especially to my Hermione but I can't just let it sit in my head. She's been very busy so I'm going to continue the story. The first few chapters will have some of her dialogue and ideas but after a while it'll all just be me and my ideas. I hope that I play Draco well, I believe that I do Hermione quite well because I've been writing as her for about three years on role playing sites.

This first chapter has a lot of the moments/dialogue from the movie: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part I but I've added my own flair to it and of course changed some of the moments that happened. Hopefully I did a good job. Stay tuned, for now this part focuses on Hermione but in the next chapter Draco will become more and more involved.

Please read and review, please be kind in all of your postings if you have any. I'll be sure to respond.

I don't own any of the characters in this chapter, they all belong to J.K Rowling and her awesome HP Universe.

Requiem

Chapter 1

"That treacherous little bleeder! Is there no one we can trust?" Blue eyes were narrowed in anger and frustration, what just happened could NOT have just happened. They thought that he was on their side for Merlin's sake.

"They kidnapped her because he supported me" Harry said standing to his feet pulling off his back pack looking to his best mate "He was just desperate" he understood why Mr. Lovegood did what he did, why he betrayed them. Luna was his only daughter. She was all he had left and she was definitely more important that the three of them were to him, what was important, was that he helped them understand about the Deathly Hallows. At least he now knew… he had one of them in his personal possession. Ron looked to Harry, before glancing behind him towards the brunette who pulled herself to her feet after being the one leading the apparating. He let out a sigh and turned to walk away

"I'll do the enchantments"

Hermione looked to Ron as he walked past her towards the outer skirts of the forest; she continued to brush the dirt, twigs and leaves from her clothing before walking in the opposite direction to put up the tent. The ginger froze his eyes widening at the sudden appearance of a man blocking his path. A large amount of men with dirty faces, dark clothing and evil grins on their faces began to surround them, the boy-who-lived was stunned, how did they find them?

"Ello beautiful"

Hermione stumbled backwards at the appearance of the man, Scabior was his name. He was perched against a tree, his dark eyes focused solely on her just as her chocolate eyes were on him. A small gasp escaped her lips as he pushed from the tree to move towards her, glancing to her two best friends, they all made eye contact and pushed through the group of men and ran.

"Now don't hang about… SNATCH 'em!" Scabior said watching the dark brunette hair of the girl flying behind her as she dashed through the forest with her friends on her heels. He smirked and moved forward.

They were running, running through the forest, with a large group of Snatchers not too far behind. Being the fastest, Hermione was heading up the group, she tried not to look behind her for fear of tripping and causing them to be caught but she had to look, turning her head slightly she saw Harry catch up with her and that Ron was right behind her. The look in his eyes as he caught her gaze was one that made her heart beat sped up in rhythm. Was this her fault?

**Flashback**

Hermione sat just outside the tent with her book from Dumbledore in her lap, her eyes scanning the pages; she was on look out duty while Ron and Harry sat in the tent. Ron was injured, Yaxley grabbed hold of her leg as she apparated them from the Ministry of Magic after their attempt and success to grab the locket from Delores Umbridge and she splinched him. It was an accident and she remembered how scared and panicked she was when she saw his arm, she managed to help him so his arm was growing back but with his injury and him wearing Voldemort's locket, his attitude was even crankier than it ever had been. Hermione heard noises, so she walked to the edge of the barriers very slowly; she froze hearing twigs and branches being broken by heavy footsteps, letting out a startled gasp she saw a hooded dirty man carrying an unconscious boy in his large burly arms. Some pour muggleborn boy was found trying to hide. There were only three so that was a good thing. As they walked by, Hermione did everything she could to keep her breathing under control but she was afraid, the last man had black hair tied back in a messy ponytail and he was awfully close to where the barrier ended. Chocolate eyes followed him silently praying that they would continue

"Wha's that?"

Gasp. Thump. Thump. Thump.

He turned back; his face poised in a searching expression as he made his way back to the Gryffindor and faced her just as she held her breath making sure he did not hear her breathing. "Wha's that smell?" His voice was distorted by the barrier but she would not take any chances of him hearing her scared breathing. It seemed like ages that they stood there, he stood smelling, she stood not breathing, body and muscles tense. THUMP. The man turned at the sound "Wha' are you doin?"

"He's heavy"

"Oh I'm sorry, do you want me to carry im?" Hermione let out her constricted breath as the man turned away

"Tha'd help"

"Pick him up!" The hooded man gathered up the limp body once more before following the man with the ponytail back up the path. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest as they began to walk away, she never moved, she didn't plan to move until they were gone "Snatchers" turning her head, the brunette was joined by Harry who glanced at the men before looking to her. "Good to know your enchantments works"

"He could smell it… my perfume" she said quietly looking back to the man, the strange man who caught the scent of her Jasmine scented oils. Green eyes focused on her and he touched her shoulder

"Probably should chuck it then. We'll get you some more when all of this is over" he smiled trying to give her an encouraging expression but failed. Hermione looked back to him nodding her head before turning to walk back to the tent.

**End Flashback**

Perhaps it was her fault; the man she learned was Scabior probably recognized her smell. She hadn't thrown away the perfume like she made a mental note to do, with everything that happened from that moment to now… well it wasn't the most important thing on her mind. They were running so fast, dodging spells, shooting them, BAM! "AHH" Hermione screamed covering her head as the spell hit the tree causing the bark to explode; she ran around it and continued, pushing herself as fast as she could go. She heard a rustle of leaves, she slowed turning to see that Harry had fallen… what was she going to do? Focus Hermione! She turned to go back and help him but he was up quicker than she could make it back and he grabbed her arm turning her around

"Don't lose focus Hermione!" He shouted over the blasting spells. Harry shot a spell over his shoulder exploding the logs that Ron just managed to get past.
"Argh!"

Hermione froze hearing the familiar sound of Ron's frustrated yell, she stopped just shy of a tree to see him sprawled out on the ground, and one of the Snatchers caught him around his legs with chains. Her eyes wide, she turned to go for him, to help him but the look in his eyes told her not too. Slowly, the muggleborn quickly turned back and ran, tears began to sting her eyes but she had to focus, she had to make it… Harry? Where was Harry! "Gotcha!" She pushed herself harder hearing two laughing voices, she almost got caught herself. Running, Hermione quickly threw a spell over her shoulder exploding the ground just in front of the two men causing them to fall. She knew that she was an excellent dueler; she knew how to fight while panic was in her heart and mind but this… this was frightening. She skidded to a stop seeing more dark figures coming towards her on the exact path she was running. What to do? She asked herself, she turned quickly seeing Harry not too far behind her and she did the first thing that came to her mind, right arm raised, slender wand pointed directly to his face… POW! Harry tumbled to the ground feeling something stinging his face. Hermione dropped to the ground next to him just as he sat up; snatching his glasses from him she stuffed them into his coat pocket

"The hallows exist!" chocolate eyes glanced to him before glancing around at their incoming company as she moved to make sure he was not recognized. The swelling of his face would make it hard but she had to make sure that he would be safe. "But he's only after one of them! The last one! He knows where it is…" the last one? That would be the Elder Wand. She froze looking to him as he gave her this information "He's gonna have it by the end of the night, he knows about the Elder Wand." She let out a gasp but her response would have to wait, she was grabbed by Fenrir Greyback and pushed towards the open arms of another man.

"Don't touch he-oomph" Ron started as he was dragged over but the werewolf punched him in the stomach causing him to drop to his knees.

"Leave him! Get off me!" She shouted trying to push him off but the man was a lot stronger than she

"Your boyfriend will get much worse, if he doesn't learn to behave himself!" Scabior said joining them. He walked over to Harry, looked him over as Greyback held him by the front of his jacket and began talking to him, she strained to hear but her own blood was pumping so loudly that she couldn't. She watched as he examined Harry before turning his head to her, the man holding her passed her off to Greyback as he went to relieve himself and she suddenly wished that the other man was holding her instead because she could feel him smelling her. Her eyes watched Harry carefully and Ron not paying attention to anything that was happening with her until she felt him touching her. She looked to him, he was smirking to her, she grunted in pain as her arms were pulled tighter behind her, her back arching slightly poking her chest out only to get a raised eyebrow. He smiled and pushed closer, he lifted a lock of her curl against Harry and Ron's shouts to leave her alone, she turned her head away when he leaned in to smell her more. She shivered in disgust at his touch, at his closeness "Wha about you lovely? Wha do they call you?"

Making a face at him she thought quickly, remembering a girl who graduated the same year Percy, Ron's older brother did "Penelope Clearwater, halfblood"

"I like you… I think I'll keep you" he trailed a dirty finger down her neck and she shivered out of disgust. They began to move, Greyback kept her arms behind her back while the other Snatchers took care of Harry and Ron. For a while it seemed like it was over but Harry managed to break free and stun Ron's captors. Hermione pulled against Greyback but all he did was wrap an arm around her waist keeping her firmly against him but she ducked seeing Ron's fist come towards them. She hit the ground when Greyback let go of her thanks to Ron's fist

"Come on!" Harry shouted grabbing her arm, Ron was right behind them as they ran once more, she heard someone shout Incarcerous, and they were aiming for Harry!

"Harry!" She shouted jumping in front of the spell letting the ropes wrap around her wrists, neck and legs making her fall to the ground "Oomph" Harry and Ron stopped "No! Go!" They looked as if they were about to deny her wishes but the look in her eyes and the sounds of the approaching men caused them to run. Giving Hermione a sad but determined look, Harry turned and moved quickly through the forest, Ron's eyes gave her a different expression, it was the one that she'd been wanting him to give her for two years now "Ron… go… please" She said pushing herself into a seated position, small tears trailing down her flushed cheeks. Just as the Snatchers appeared, Ron disappeared into the forest.

"Go after the other two, I got the girl" Scabior said pulling her to her feet. Greyback growled angrily before running with some of the others after her two best friends. She turned back to Scabior as he flicked his wand, the ropes released her only to wrap around her wrists tied in front of her, the rope was long enough for them to lead her with it and the curly haired witch took this moment to glance over her shoulder. Hopefully they were gone. Hopefully they got away. She and Scabior waited for the others, she sat on the ground watching him as he leaned on a tree

"You could let me go" She said tilting her head to the side. The man looked back to her and laughed, he walked over to her and touched her cheek

"I could but I won't. We don't come across pretty halfbloods like you often, besides you aren't muggleborn so it's not like you'd get a price for that pretty head of yours" He laughed as she jerked away from him only to be joined by his group of men. Harry and Ron did get away, she smiled a bit at that but it was short lived as they began to move.

That night was one of the worst nights of her life, her wrists were fortunately tied in front of her so she was able to lie a bit comfortably but they did not take much heed to their prisoners. They did not have many sleeping bags nor did they have a tent but she could lie on the ground without a fuss, her mind was working though, on how to get away. Scabior had her wand in his pocket and he was sleeping not too far from her, pushing herself up, Hermione slowly made her way over to him careful to not make a sound. She was graceful unlike Ron, who'd probably trip over his own feet, she almost smiled at the thought of the ginger but she had to focus. The brunette knelt in front of him, her bound hands would cause an obstacle but she was Hermione Granger, she'd figure out a way. Carefully maneuvering her way into his pockets, she found the slender wood of her wand and slowly but surely she managed to slip it from his pocket into the front of her coat.

"Frisky are we?" She gasped startled feeling his hand wrap around her wrists

"N-no… I'm just… I was sleep walking… o-or crawling." He laughed but she pushed her way away from him and went back to her place. At least she had her wand back, she had protection.

The next morning, she had a plan, Hermione claimed to have to use the bathroom, one of the younger Snatchers lead her a little bit away from the group and untied her. Making sure that he wasn't watching, she pulled her wand from her pocket and took off running, the young woman heard him shout for the others but she wasn't going to waste any time. What was she going to do? Where was she going to go? She had no idea where Harry and Ron went, she couldn't go back to Grimmauld Place, Yaxley saw that place and she'd surely get caught then, perhaps she could go back to the lake, the place where she left her scarf. No… she knew where to go. Stopping for a moment, Hermione inhaled carefully before pulling at her magic to apparate herself. Opening her eyes, she moved towards the large intricate black iron gates, gripping them she looked through to see the path that led to the place, the place where she was sure she'd be safe. For a moment, she carefully considered what she was about to do. "I can't go in there like this" she muttered to herself, pulling for the lessons she learned with Professor McGonagall she used magic to darken her hair from its already dark brown color to the chocolate brown of her eyes. Turning back to the gates, she sent her patronus forward hoping that the otter would find the right person. She was back… she would be safe. Hogwarts.