Hi, this is my first fic, so please be GENTLE!!!! This is definitely gonna be a Hermione/draco story, and if you don't like that kinda story, don't bother reading. I know that this story does tend to take a while to get to the point, but please bear with me!!! Please please please please PLEASE review!! Here ya go:
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Hermione Granger sat in the damp cell, wishing desperately that she wasn't here, and this was just another element of her overactive imagination. Last night seemed so far away, and unreal, yet she knew that it did happen, why else would she have cuts and bruises all over her body? But compared to some others she had got away lightly…
Flashback to yesterday
Harry, Ron and Hermione walked out of Hogwarts castle, their spirits high. It was Christmas day, and they were off to Hogsmeade for a butter beer. All the way there, the trio were talking animatedly, and amazingly, a fight hadn't broken out between Ron and Hermione. Yet.
When they arrived at the three broomsticks it was completely packed full of Hogwarts students and a few teachers as well. They were just about to go and sit with Dean (who was trying to convince people that football was not played whilst blindfolded) and Seamus, when the doors of the pub suddenly flew open and in strode at least a dozen hooded men (NO, NOT DEMENTORS)…
The atmosphere went from joyful to cold naked fear. People began to panic, running around like headless ducks, screaming. This was probabally not the cleverest thing to do, as it seemed to catch the death eaters attention, and all it took was two little words, and bang, You'll never see the light of day again.
Hermione shrank back into the shadows of the pub, trying to sneak out unnoticed. Unfortunately for them, as good as they were at blending in seeing as they had done it countless times at night in the castle, one of the death eaters spotted them. He began to raise his wand when Harrys voice cut through the air.
"RUUUUUUN!!!" he screamed in a somewhat high pitched tone. Hermione didn't need telling twice didn't need telling twice.
Suddenly she was running, running. Out of the pub, into the street, her heart pounding like there was no tomorrow. Which for some there wasn't.
Then… footsteps.
"ESERINA!" cried somebody behind her. She was falling, falling into the blackness….
Back to Present timeWhen she had woken up, she was here. She had no doubt whatsoever that this was Malfoy manor. She had been here rescuing Neville (again), and there was still the smell of mould, and something else she couldn't quite describe… evil?
Suddenly there was a loud creak, and through the door emerged two men with blond hair.
