This is my first ever story so please be kind. I don't have a beta or anything, so please keep that in mind. This story is a very dark story and is M rated. Please don't forget to R/R.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters.

Hermione Granger crept quietly through the thick woods as she clutched her wand tightly at her side. As she walked through the woods, her feet made the leaves beneath her crunch. The crunch echoed off the trees as she continued on her path. She was sent out of her tent to look for berries or something edible to eat. For the past month she had lived in a tent. She was on the run. The wizarding world, which at one time was amazing and another home to her, wasn't safe anymore. Her friends Ron Weasley and Harry Potter were also on the run with her. They decided to stick together in this and try to find a way to end the war. They were searching for horcruxes, but they haven't had much success as of late. All they had were one horcrux, but they didn't know how to destroy it. As each week passed, the more miserable the three of them felt. Ron ended up leaving just a few days ago leaving Harry and Hermione behind.

As she walked through the thick woods she realized how exhausted, famished, and defeated she felt. She just wanted this all to end. She missed going to Hogwarts, she missed reading her favorite books, and she missed having a normal life. Most of all she missed her parents. She oblivated them and sent them to Australia with no knowledge of ever having a daughter. It still made tears sting in her eyes when she thought of what she had done. She had to be strong though. She was a Gryffindor. If there was to be an end in this horrible war, if muggles hoped for any chance of living in the wizarding world, she had to keep pushing and finding horcruxes. She couldn't bow out now. She promised Harry she would be there for him and that is what she was going to do.

More determined than ever she continued to trek through the woods unaware of a pair of dark eyes who followed her every move. She found a dark green bush that had red berries growing on them. She took out a small drawstring bag and started to pick the berries off the tree avoiding the thick thorns. She was almost finished picking off the berries when she heard a twig snap. The sound startled her and she pricked her finger on a sharp thorn. She gasped slightly by the pain. She was slightly distracted by the blood that started to ooze out of the puncture wound from the thorn, but hearing another twig snap quickly made her spin around with her wand pointed at the ready. She didn't see anything. She squinted through the trees trying to see what could have possibly made that sound. A few minutes passed and she saw a small white bunny rabbit hop out of the bushes a few feet away from her. Seeing the bunny rabbit eased her nerves slightly and she nearly laughed at how nervous she felt. She turned around to continue with the bush, but found herself face to face with Fenrir Greyback and his pack of snatchers.

"Look what we have here boys, the mudblood of the Golden Trio. Tell me mudblood what are you doing out alone?" Greyback's voice was low and menacing. His eyes were predatory.

Hermione swallowed thickly. She had no words. Seeing him there with at least twenty other wizards made her realize her mistake and it was far too late to do anything about it. She couldn't believe how foolish she was, walking through the woods like that in the open wasn't very smart of her. She didn't think of using Harry's cloak or at least using a disillusioned charm. She raised her wand wanting to apparate away from the area, but two snatchers grabbed both her arms and twisted them behind her back. The force of it made her knees buckle and she fell the floor. The snatchers took her wand away and handed it to Greyback.

"Alright mudblood listen up. We are taking you to the Dark Lord. He would love to see you captured and I will be handsomely rewarded for my efforts." He smirked evilly at the thought of how much the Dark Lord would be happy with him. He took out his own wand and with a quick movement of his wand ropes shot out from the tip. The ropes tied up her legs and arms so she couldn't move at all. "Get off of her Hans and Ludwig. I am taking her alone. She won't be able to try anything. She has no wand."

Hans and Ludwig stepped away from the witch reluctantly and walked back to the group of snatchers. "Don't forget about us Fenrir. We deserve a cut too," Hans called out.

"Yeah Fenrir, without us you wouldn't have her in your clutches," Ludwig responded.

Greyback waved them off flippantly. He had no desire to share any of his just rewards. He found the witch. Not them.

"Let go of me! You will not get away with this. The war will end and you will be in Azkaban!" Hermione screamed at him as she fought the ropes that were tied around her legs and arms. She knew there was no use fighting the ropes, but she wasn't going to go quietly.

Greyback rolled his eyes and casted another spell at her. Her tongue was glued to the roof of her mouth making her unable to speak anymore. "Ah, much better." He walked over to the tied up witch and he pulled her up off the floor harshly. He held on to her as he apparated away from the woods with a loud crack.

They appeared in front of a black rusty gate that was at least ten feet high. He set the witch down on the floor non to gently and pulled out his wand. He turned towards the gate and started to take off each spell the gate had. Finally after the last spell was lifted he turned towards the witch and levitated her off the floor. He walked through the gates and continued on the cobblestone path.

Hermione tried not to hyperventilate, but it was difficult. There was no escape. She no longer had her wand and she was going to be given to the Dark Lord as some prize. She tried to breathe slowly, but the closer they got to the mansion the harder it was to stay calm. She felt her heart start to beat faster and her eyes started to close. The last thought she had before she fainted was Harry sitting alone in a tent waiting for her to return.

Greyback reached the front doors and knocked hard on the heavy door. The door creaked open and he walked through the door with Hermione's unconscious body still levitating in front of him. The room he entered was a meeting room. It was spotless. Not one smudge along the walls or on the porcelain white floors. In front of him laid a long black table with twenty black chairs. The room was occupied with the Malfoy Family. They were very wealthy and highly respected in the wizarding world.

Lucius Malfoy was the first to acknowledge that someone had entered the house. He stood up from the table and approached Greyback gripping his expensive walking cane. "Good evening Greyback fancy seeing you here." His piercing blue eyes flicked down to Hermione's unconscious form. He reached out and trailed his pale hand down her body. "Where did you find her?" He couldn't believe that the Granger girl was here in his house.

"I found her walking through the woods. She had no idea that I was watching her. My group of snatchers helped me captured her. I brought her here because I know the Dark Lord would love to have her. Do you know if he is here?"

"Pull up your sleeve and I will call for him."

Greyback rolled up his shirt sleeve baring his dark mark. Lucius put his wand towards the mark and started to recite the incantation. The snake slithered up and down his arm as Lucius continued to chant. Finally he let go of Greyback's wrist and pocketed his wand. "Now we wait."

Greyback took a seat at the front of the table and rested his head on his right hand. His left hand drummed his fingers on the table as he waited. The longer he waited the more impatient he got.

"I wouldn't be making that face if I were you Fenrir. Don't forget whose house you are in," Lucius growled.

Greyback snorted and leaned back in his chair. He looked over at Hermione who was still hovering in the air and completely unconscious. While they waited for the Dark Lord to arrive Narcissa Malfoy and Draco Malfoy quietly left the room not wanting to be a part of this.

In the silent room they heard a loud crack. It echoed off the walls and nearly made the paintings fall off. Lucius and Greyback turned towards the front door and saw the dark evil wizard. The sight of him made the two of them stand and kneel before him. Their eyes stayed planted on the white floor as the Dark Lord began to speak.

"What is this Greyback? What have you brought for me?" His voice came out in a low hiss. He slithered towards the unconscious girl and smirked when he saw who it was. "Ah, the precious mudblood." His gray hand stroked down her body and smirked even more. "Stand my trusted follower."

Greyback stood up from the floor. His excitement started to mount. He was going to get his reward. He was finally going to be praised for his good deeds.

"You have done well. Thank you for bringing her to me. You may now find the exit. Lucius follow me. Don't forget to bring the mudblood." The Dark Lord headed out of the room with Lucius trailing behind him.

Greyback was floored. All he got was a thank you? He scowled. "My lord, what about my reward? Don't I deserve something for bringing her to you?" He called out to his retreating back.

The Dark Lord didn't even bother turning his head. "Leave now!" His voice left no argument. Greyback stood up from the floor and left the mansion angry and disappointed that his efforts were not acknowledged.

"My Lord what do you plan on doing with the mudblood?" Lucius asked as he levitated Hermione's unconscious form through the doorway.

"I plan on breaking her mind Lucius. She must have knowledge about Potter and I am going to find out what it is." They entered the ball room. It was completely deserted. Above them was a huge glass chandelier. "Here set her on the floor."

Lucius lowered her to the floor and broke the levitation spell. The two of them stood around her body as she laid there passed out on the floor. "Are you going to call Severus My Lord?"

"I will after I have tried breaking her myself. If she doesn't spill any details when I'm through with her I am going to give her to Severus. He will break her for me and then we will finally know what the Potter boy is up to." The Dark Lord took out his wand and pointed it to her chest that slowly rose and fell. "Rennervate," he hissed.

Hermione woke up from her unconscious state and gasped for breath. Her eyes darted around the room and finally landed on the Dark Lord who stood above her. She swallowed nervously. Again she was reminded that her wand was taken from her.

"Good evening mudblood. I can make this easy on you or extremely difficult. Now where is Potter?" He spat at her.

She glared at him. "I am not telling you a thing. So you might as well kill me now." She would never betray Harry's trust. The war meant too much to both of them. If today was to be her last day on Earth she will go down in silence instead of betraying the ones she loved.

"Crucio!" he hissed at her.

She started to convulse all over the floor. She arched her back and cried out in pain. She bit her lip to silence her cries, but it hurt so much. She cried out again and finally the Dark Lord relinquished the spell.

"Let's try this again mudblood. Where is Potter? Where is he hiding?" He was slowly losing his patience and a quick look into her mind showed him that she did in fact know occlumency. She had her walls down inside her mind and he couldn't find anything worthwhile.

"I think we might need to contact Severus, My Lord," Lucius spoke quietly. He quickly bowed his head when the Dark Lord glared at him.

"I will when I am ready Lucius." He glared back down at Hermione. "If you do not tell me mudblood it will only be worse for you. Now tell me where he is."

Hermione knew that there was no reason to tell him anything. Once he got what he needed from her she was dead plain and simple. If she wanted to live a little longer and not betray Harry's trust she was going to stay quiet for as long as she can. He casted another crucio. He kept his wand planted on her as the spell went on. He finally lifted the spell but only until she started crying.

"Last chance, mudblood. Where is Potter?"

She shook her head at him in denial. "I don't know," she lied.

"Liar! You do know where he is and we will find out." He turned to Lucius who stayed quiet the rest of the torture session. "Lucius, contact Severus for me. Tell him I have a present for him."

Lucius nodded and said, "Yes, My Lord." He left the ball room and headed to his floo.

The Dark Lord turned back towards Hermione who was still sobbing on the floor. "I am done playing nice, Mudblood." He levitated her off the floor. He left her hanging there. "Crucio isn't enough for you is it? You think your Gryffindor courage is enough to save your friend?" He started to cast on her rapidly. He left gaping wounds and lacerations all over skin. He continued to cast his anger overpowering him. The pain got too much for Hermione and she ended up fainting again.