A/N: This story idea came to me one day and I couldn't really get it out of my head. I'm a new Fremione shipper and I feel like there need to be more stories out there. This story begins at Bill and Fleur's wedding. Hermione and Fred are separated from the wedding party and are captured by the Death Eaters. I changed a small detail in relation to Hermione's beaded bag. I never understood why Hermione, queen of planning, hadn't discussed with Ron and Harry what they should do if they were ever separated and why they hadn't thought to use Grimmauld Place in the first place. So rather than having everything in a beaded bag, she placed everything they needed at Grimmauld and planned to begin their search there. This story will be dark, so be warned, I will not say it again. Enjoy!

Hermione ran over the list of things that had to be done before they left in her head. Everything that needed to done to prepare was done, and now all that was left was to begin their search for the horcruxes. She had made sure to discuss with Ron and Harry what to do should something go wrong. They had agreed to meet at Grimauld Place and Hermione had made sure to leave all the essentials there earlier in the week. Just getting the supplies to their rendezvous point had been a feat in itself; Molly had been watching them like a hawk in an attempt to discover their plans. Hermione had planned out every detail. She had even asked Bill for help in learning Occlumency. Bill, a curse breaker for Gringotts, had to be extremely proficient in both Legilimency and Occlumency. He had happily obliged and Hermione had been surprised when Bill announced she was a natural Occlumens. She had been able to block him from her thoughts easily with very little practice. After a few weeks training with Bill, Hermione had become quite proficient. This was a relief for Hermione; even if they were captured, no one was going to get information from her head against her will.

She frowned as she thought about the dangerous journey ahead of them. She was grateful for the happy occasion of Bill and Fleur's wedding, it gave her a chance to spend a happy time with friends. She knew happy moments would be few and far between in the coming months. She scanned the reception and watched as the people she loved danced and laughed. Her eyes landed on a tall red head near the food and drinks tables. She recognized him instantly as Fred, her identification aided by the fact that both his ears were intact. She narrowed her eyes as she observed him. He had the glint in his eye and the sly smirk he always had when he was up to something. She sighed to herself and made her way towards him. She'd be damned if he ruined Bill and Fleur's wedding with one of his stupid pranks. When she reached him she grabbed him by the ear and dragged him out of the tent towards the back door of The Burrow.

"Oi! Get off Hermione! Bloody hell, are you trying to yank my ear off?" he hollered as she came to a stop.

"Well, you and George would be identical again, so perhaps I'm doing you a favor," she joked as she faced him. Fred allowed a smirk to cross his face when he heard the bookworm crack a joke.

"C'mon 'Mione I was just going to slip some Canary Creams onto the dessert tray to liven things up a bit."

Hermione opened her mouth to respond when she heard a scream emanate from the tent. She and Fred whipped around just in time to see a patronus dissipate and dark hooded figures apparating into the area. Hermione knew instantly that she had to find Harry and Ron and get out of here. She began to run back towards the tent in search of them while Fred ran towards the tent shouting for his twin. Just as her eyes landed on Ron, he disapparated while holding the arm of a polyjuiced Harry. Just then a figure apparated directly in front of her, his sudden appearance caused her to stop abruptly. Hermione looked up into the face of Lucius Malfoy and knew immediately she was in trouble. When his eyes focused on her she saw the recognition in his eyes and the evil smile that marred his features. She turned to run from him, but it was too late, he had wrapped his fingers around her upper arm. She screamed and attempted to wrench her arm free to no avail. She turned to swing her fist at his face when she heard a familiar voice scream her name. She turned to see Fred running towards her. Lucius pulled out his wand and pointed it at Fred.

"Avada-"

"NO!" Hermione screamed when she realized what he was attempting to do. She grabbed his wand out of instinct and yanked at it making Lucius focus again on her. She had been unsuccessful in taking it from him, but at least she had stopped that awful curse from crossing his lips.

Lucius growled viciously and tightened his grip on her. As she felt his body tense and begin to turn she knew he was preparing to apparate. She shut her eyes tightly and thanked every deity she knew of that at least Harry had gotten out and hadn't tried to play the hero and find her. Just as the familiar tug behind her navel began she heard Fred scream her name again and felt a large hand close around her other arm. In a matter of seconds they were far from The Burrow and had landed hard on an ornate rug. Hermione looked to her left and gasped in horror when she saw Fred grimacing in pain as he held his leg. Looking down she saw it was bent at an unnatural angle and realized he must have landed badly when they arrived. She hadn't wanted to drag him into this, now he was going to be hurt or killed because of her. Just then she felt a hand wrap around her hair and painfully yank her to her feet.

"Get your filthy hands off her you piece of shite!" shouted Fred with a venom she had never before heard from the happy go lucky prankster. He attempted to reach his wand which had been knocked from his grasp when they landed. Lucius aimed a well-placed kick to his stomach which caused Fred to gasp out in pain and curl in upon himself while Lucius plucked up his wand from the floor. He plucked Hermione's wand from the hidden pocket in her dress. Fuck, how had he known it was there? She had been hoping that he assumed she had dropped it in the struggle at The Burrow.

"You certainly have an interesting definition of filthy, blood-traitor," said a voice that made Hermione's blood run cold. Bellatrix. Lucius yanked her around to face the insane witch.

"Ah, Bellatrix, where is the Dark Lord? I have brought him a gift," said Lucius as he shook Hermione painfully by the hair.

Bellatrix turned her eyes to Hermione and Hermione could see the twisted glee in her eyes when she recognized exactly who Lucius had brought with him. Hermione's mind and heart raced when she realized that she had been brought to Death Eater headquarters and was about to be brought in front of Voldemort himself. She was terrified but she was also pissed. She was so sick and fucking tired of these people and their obnoxious superiority complex and twisted morals. She was sick of being looked down on for being a muggle-born, especially since she was brighter than 99% of these Death Eater mother fuckers. She would be damned if she let these pieces of trash get the better of her. She was going to fight, and she was never going to give them the satisfaction of breaking her. She struggled with a renewed vigor and managed to free an arm and connect a solid punch against Lucius' face.

"Potter's mudblood. You just may win back the Dark Lord's favor with this one Lucius." She cackled as she pointed her wand at Hermione's hands and bound them, preventing her from throwing any more punches. She then crooked her finger at them and turned around to lead them from the room.

"Shall I kill the Weasel?" asked Lucius. Bellatrix turned around and studied Fred, who was now trying to stand on his badly broken leg to get to Hermione.

"Fuck you Malfoy, go ahead and kill me. I'll meet you in hell," growled Fred as he stared the older man right in the eyes. Lucius' lip curled as he raised his wand. Bellatrix, however, placed a hand on his wrist stopping him.

"As much as I know you will relish in killing the blood traitor. He may be valuable. His brother is Potter's best friend. He surely has information that will be helpful to the Dark Lord. Bring him along," she said.

She again turned around and walked out of the ornate room. Lucius pointed his wand at Fred and muttered 'wingardium leviosa' levitating Fred off the floor. Lucius directed Fred to float along behind them as he dragged Hermione along down a long hallway filled with portraits of blond haired aristocratic looking men and women with pointed faces. They were at Malfoy Manor.

"You will pay for that punch mudblood, mark my words," growled Lucius in her ear.

"Eat shite Malfoy," she growled back as Bellatrix led them into what looked like a ballroom. At the far end of the room sat Voldemort in an elaborate chair, looking like some a twisted parody of a monarch. As they entered he looked up and his blood-red snake like eyes connected with Hermione's. His thin lips curled up into a sick imitation of a smile.

"Welcome, to my humble home Mudblood," he said in a quiet hissing voice.

A/N: Hehe, I know, it's an evil place to leave off. But, I need to keep up the drama right? Review and let me know what you think so far. Also, I really need a BETA. If you're interested please let me know.