Summary: When Hermione is ripped from Harry and Ron by a few cunning Death Eaters, they will try anything to get her back. Hermione, however, taken into the depths of the Dark Lord's world, is presented with a far to familiar enemy – Draco Malfoy. But when lust begins to stir between the two, what will ensue?

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A/N. Please read and review! Even if you're flaming me or something. I just really like reviews. I won't tell you what exactly I want to happen, I'm not even sure yet. But I want you guys to help me out with that, so reviews will definitely help dictate the story. Correct me, tell me when it gets boring, etc, etc. And about what you want the outcome to be, righto? Kewlness.

warning. rated r for sexual content.

Chapter One – A Heart Taken

Fleur looked on helplessly as her younger brother-in-law stood, face inches away from the wall, wearing a pained expression. He and Harry had arrived at the Burrow ten minutes earlier, in the middle of dinner. Both were quite flustered.

Before anyone could say a word, Harry had slumped into a chair next to Ginny, wrapped his arms around her, and buried his face in her shoulder. In addition, Ron had… well… stared at the wall. Neither had moved since, just received blank stares from the Weasley family.

It was Charley who eventually spoke up first.

"Ron," he said firmly, noticing what everyone else had noticed but had not dared mention, "where's Hermione?"

The nineteen-year-old flinched. In the past year, he, Harry, and Hermione had succeeded in destroying another Horcrux – Hufflepuff's Teacup, which they'd found at Godric's Hollow (a/n: uh… where the Potter's lived, I'm too lazy to look it up). Tonight, they'd attempted to slay Nagini, as well. It… it hadn't worked out so well. Ron winced as he remembered.

"Do you think she'll take the bait?" Hermione had asked worriedly, staring at Harry's form from behind a nearby pillar. Ron looked concerned as well.

"I hope so," he said. "But… what if she doesn't even try to take him, she just goes straight for the kill? We wouldn't be able to stop her."

"Ron, if Snape didn't try to kill Harry, I doubt Nagini will," Hermione replied. "Remember? Voldemort wants him for himself. Nagini, at worst, would try and render Harry unconscious… that is, if she found out he's faking now…"

Ron wasn't so sure.

"But Nagini's also a Horcrux!" Ron hissed back. "That means she technically could be considered Voldemort himself! Hermione… I don't like this."

"Neither do I," Hermione said sympathetically, kissing his cheek. Ron leaned his head down on hers and pulled her to him, not wanting to think of the possible things that could take place in the next five minutes. He and Hermione had been getting closer and closer to each other… although they'd never actually admitted that they were romantically involved. The affection between them was visible to anyone.

"Oh, Ron, look," Hermione whispered urgently. Ron raised his eyes and saw a long, sleek snake slithering into the park clearing. They had hoped, and yet dreaded, that Nagini would come back the way she'd come.

She began to circle Harry, curious and interested. Ron squeezed Hermione tighter to his side to calm his nerves. Hermione was shivering at his side, unable to look. Ron watched as Nagini crept closer and closer to his friend, until finally she came to a stop at his side and arched back, ready to lunge.

"HARRY!" Ron shouted, moments before the snake lunged at his best friend. Harry's eyes flew open and he dodged out of the way, his wand already in his hand. The snake, infuriated now, swept after him.

Ron and Hermione scrambled down the stone steps of the park and pulled their wands out. The snake had its back turned, in between Harry and his friends. She looked ready to lunge again as Harry tripped and fell hard to the ground. Hermione screamed, and without another thought, Ron leapt onto the snake, swinging her away from his friend.

"Ron, no!" Hermione shouted, trying to point her wand at the snake, who was thrashing in attempts to get Ron off her back, but too afraid that she might hit Ron. Her hand began to shake.

Harry was back on his feet, and quickly pulled out Gryffindor's sword before he leapt onto the enormous snake as well. Hermione stared in horror at Ron and Harry, relieved that neither had been harmed yet, but terrified of each passing second. That was when it happened.

Her body tensed as a hand crept around her mouth and another around her wand hand's wrist, removing her wand from her hand. Then, still keeping one arm around her mouth, it wrapped another arm around her waist.

"Don't move, Mudblood," hissed a voice that chilled her to the bone. Her eyes widened in a new fear as she was dragged backwards. Ron and Harry were still fighting Nagini, they couldn't see her! She whimpered as she was pulled farther away from them.

"Shut up!" the voice hissed, pressing her hard against his body.

They were almost out of the clearing – almost out of sight from Ron and Harry. She had to do something! Mustering up all her courage, she stepped hard on her captor's foot and broke away, flinging herself as far from him as possible.

"RO-" she got half his name out before the Death Eater stunned her, but it was enough. Ron's head snapped around, and forgetting entirely about the snake, he leapt off her and began to sprint towards the now limp form of Hermione. But the Death Eater was much closer. Grinning, he picked her up and hoisted her up over his shoulder, and quickly disappeared into the bushes.

"Hermione!" Ron shouted, dashing after them into the dark trees. "Hermione! HERMIONE! Merlin, no! HERMIONE!"

He had ran until he couldn't breathe any longer, ran until his legs gave out, searched desperately… but unsuccessfully. Finally, at the epitome of exhaustion, he'd collapsed on the ground, gritting his teeth and digging his fingers into the grass. He didn't know how long he'd been there when Harry finally found him.

"I… I killed her," Harry said, out of breath. "I… I kill – Merlin's beard, Ron, where's…!"

Ron didn't have to answer. In that second, they both knew.

"She's gone," Ron replied to his older brother, fighting back the urge to break everything in the house. "A Death Eater took her… while Harry and I were fighting Nagini."

"Nagini!" Bill and Mr. Weasley cried at once. "You-Know-Who's snake?"

Harry nodded miserably into Ginny's shoulder.

"Ron… Ron noticed what was happening and tried to chase them," he said darkly. "I… I just kept fighting the snake… I should've… I should've gone with him!"

Ron shook his head.

"You destroyed another Horcrux, mate," he said silently. "You succeeded at what you were doing. And I… well. It's just as always."

With that, Ron shook his head at his concerned family and walked up to his room, slamming the door and ignoring Harry's objections when he apparated up. He collapsed on his bed and put his pillow over his head. He had to get her back. He had to. There was no way he could live without Hermione. He couldn't.

"I never even got to tell her," he muttered, close to tears, through the pillow.

"Tell her what?" Harry asked, looking out the window sadly.

"That I love her."

Harry smiled weakly before he fell back on his own bed, unable to suppress the misery now building in his chest. One of his best friend's was being held hostage by the most dangerous organizations on the planet. And the other… well, he'd had his heart taken.

A/N: Okay, there was just the little intro there for you. Pretty much, most of the story won't be like this, it will be centered around Hermione… and Draco, which will happen in the next (longer) chapter. Just so you know. Hopefully I can get that up by tomorrow or maybe even today, who knows. The very latest will obviously be Tuesday. Please read and review!

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