Draco never thought that he would be saving Hermione, his wretched enemy and not to mention a Mudblood, but there was something about her. The way she was passionate about school and books (even though she was a know it all, which was slightly cute), the way her hair poufs out but is still beautifully shiny, her beautiful smart brown eyes. He couldn't resist her and couldn't bear to see her get hurt or even worse get killed.
He saw her hiding behind a wall clutching her leg that was bleeding tremendously. In the mix of the Death Eaters' attack she had gotten hit by a shard of a mirror when a Death Eater used Diffindo and hit a big mirror. The Death Eaters were approaching from behind him and he knew he had to act fast.
Previously he told his father, Lucius, and his aunt Bellatrix that he was going to go on ahead and get the easy kills or captures. His family was very proud of their own little Death Eater. The Dark Lord had chosen him last year to murder Professor Dumbledore, a very difficult task and he was sure to fail and humiliate the Malfoy family. He wanted to make sure that she was safe from any of the other Death Eaters that have no mercy at all.
Draco ran up to Hermione and was out of breath. "Come on! We have to go!"
"Why should I trust you?" she asked viciously.
With her wand pointed at him, he was honestly slightly scared of Hermione, for she was a powerful witch. Draco thought a while. 'Why should she trust me? After all I am the bad guy and she does have perfect reasons not to trust me… And I can't tell her my real feelings about her… how will I convince her? I guess I'll just have to give it my best shot'
"Because I know the way out, your hurt, and the Death Eaters know me…" he paused and took a deep breath, giving her a look of both concern and reassurance "Just trust me."
To his surprise she nodded, but was not looking right at him. Draco reached a hand towards her, she grabbed it and slowly got up. Hermione reluctantly let him help her, still wondering why Draco was being so nice to her. She would've refused but it was her only choice because she didn't know the place that well and it would take her longer with her injury. Apparation wasn't an option for her since she didn't have the strength to. It was very hard to trust Malfoy because of all of the terror and humiliation he brought to her in the last 6 years but this time she had to.
They were moving as fast as they could past all of the ruins, turning left and right and then they ran into a Death Eater. Hermione gasped. It was Yaxley.
"What are you doing with that filthy Mudblood," ordered Yaxley. "Isn't she Potter's friend?" he spat inquisitively.
"I'm taking her in for questioning," he growled with a menacing look on his face. Draco roughly pulled Hermione closer to his side.
The Death Eater grunted and almost chuckled for he knew what Draco was going to do, "Fine go ahead."
They kept moving along quickly, hoping not to run into another Death Eater. Finally, they came upon some marble stairs. The stairs led to a big wooden door that led outside. Once outside, Hermione winced in pain as the cool wind hit the wound. Draco took a firm grip of Hermione's wrist.
"What are you doing?" Hermione yelped.
"Calm down," Draco said nonchalantly looking around to see if anyone was around, "I'm getting us out of this place."
Before Hermione could interrupt once more Draco thought of the only safe place he and only him knew about. Thought hard and turned on the spot.