"Ugh, what the?" Hermione woke up groggy and confused on a cell floor. The last she could remember was buying school books in Diogone Ally. The floor was cold, damp, and concrete. She looked around the small cell, there were 2 small cots one on each side a small sink in the corner of the room and a door that led to a bathroom. There were iron bars that separated her from the outside world. She searched desperately for her wand but to no avail it was gone. She attempted to stand up but than collapsed onto one of the cots. Her leg was burning; she looked down to see a big cut. It was probably from them throwing her into the cell. Her jeans were ripped and her sweatshirt was filthy. She took off her sweatshirt, folded it and placed it on the cot. She sat alone and began to cry. A streak of sunlight caught her eye. She turned around to see a small window with bars similar to the door. She slowly got up and limped towards it she could see a brick wall with the sun pouring over it and into the window. Her leg began to burn again and she sat back on the cot. She wiped her face and she suddenly heard footsteps. They grew increasingly louder as a shadow came towards her, a man in a mask stood in front of her. "Humph, I thought you looked a little lonely so I brought someone to keep you company." A boy about Hermione's age was knocked out and was being dragged by the man. The man opened the cell with one quick motion and threw the boy in. Before Hermione could reach the cell door it was shut back up. She looked down at the boy he was laying in a prone position. From the back he almost reminded Hermione of someone. She placed her hand on his back and pulled him up so she could see his face. "MALFOY?!" She took her hand off of him and threw herself back onto the cot. Oh my goodness not him, not him! Draco sat up blinking. He looked around "Where the bloody hell am I?" He screamed. "Granger!? What is going on? What did you do?!" Draco started snarling at her. "Excuse me but I didn't do anything!" Hermione got up but her leg made her sit back down quickly. Malfoy calmed down slightly, "The last thing I remember was walking with my father. He said he had to go get something from gringots so I went to check out the new bookshop." He got up and sat on the opposite cot. "What did I do to deserve getting stuck in here with a filthy mudblood?" Hermione snarled but otherwise ignored it. She lay down and began to silently cry. She covered her face from view and tried to stop. All she could think about was her family and her friends and if she would ever see them again. Malfoy sat up and noticed the tears streaming down her face even though she tried her best to conceal them. He suddenly felt really bad, Hermione was going through the same thing he was he shouldn't have acted that way, it wasn't her fault. He considered his options and he came to a final conclusion that he had to apologize even if it was to Hermione. He slowly stood up and in a soft voice he muttered "I am sorry I shouldn't have said that, please stop crying." Malfoy looked at Hermione to see if she heard him. The tears stopped she wiped her face and sat up. "I am used to it by now; I wouldn't shed a tear for you or anything you said!" She gave him a hard glare. He looked at her dumbfounded and he looked away. She softened her stare and looked down. "Thank you for apologizing." She muttered in the same volume as him and looked down at her leg. The cut was deep and could easily be infected. "Ouch" Draco said looking at the cut. "Are you okay?" He asked sheepishly. "Yeah, now I am but I need to clean it." He took his shirt and ripped a long piece. He walked over to the sink and wet the strip. He walked back towards Hermione. She looked up at him as he motioned for her leg. He sat beside her and took her leg. "You know you owe me for this he said." She nodded wincing as he ripped her favorite jeans even more. Now the whole cut was revealed and he wrapped the cloth around the cut he tied it in the back to make a makeshift bandage. He held his hands on the wound for a few extra seconds and then quickly removed them and got up. Hermione looked at his handiwork "Thanks that was nice of you." He blushed and sat back on his cot. "Now, back to the matter at hand." He made a serious face and continued. "We have to figure out how to get out of here." Hermione nodded in agreement and began to think. "A man in a mask threw you in here and he is bound to be back, they wouldn't starve us." Hermione stared out the cell bars all she saw was a hallway leading to a single door that the man came through. "What is that going to help if we want to get out? He'll never let us out." Draco sighed looking defeated. Hermione looked at him and said "I have a plan."