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She was kneeling on the ground, one arm clutching her stomach and her wand while the other was keeping her upright. She couldn't tell how long this had been going on for. It seemed like ages. And no one was coming to help. There had to be some spells to keep from anyone hearing, especially her parents who were upstairs sound asleep.
Slowly Hermione stood up as pain surged throughout her body. She looked at the 3 death eaters who were her tormentors. They still had masks on but she could see their smug smiles at the pain in her eyes.
"Want to continue?" The tallest one asked with a slight laugh in his voice. "Expelliarmus!" Hermione's wand flew over to the other side of the room. This was what they did. They'd disarm her and torture her until she reached her wand then start from the beginning.
"Crucio!" Shouted the second death eater as he aimed his wand at Hermione, who crumpled to the ground holding in her screams. Screaming is what they wanted the most and she wouldn't grant them the satisfaction.
The moment she was released from the curse she dove over the couch where her wand lay and quickly picked it up. The pain was excruciating but survival was what came first. She stood up as the third death eater yelled "Stupefy!" but Hermione quickly countered with "Ennervate." Then she aimed her wand the first death eater and screamed "Immobulus!" He fell to the ground, unable to move.
Hermione saw a green flash flying at her but before it could reach her she shouted "Protego" causing the second death eater to fall unconscious. She slowly turned to the third with anger in her eyes and raised her wand. She cried "Leave! Leave or I'll kill you!"
"Do you think you could really kill me," questioned the final death eater. "You're nothing but a mudblood. And a mudblood cannot kill a pureblood like me."
Immediately Hermione recognized the voice as that of Lucius Malfoy. Her anger only grew after the mudblood comment and at his arrogance. She wanted to make him pay for causing her pain.
"Well go ahead and do it," he continued. "I won't even fight."
With her wand still firmly facing him she gathered all the anger she held within her. Everything she held back since meeting his bastard of a son. Before she could utter the words she fell to the ground writhing in pain. Out of the shadows came Lord Voldemort.
"Good work Lucius. Now leave me with the girl." With that Malfoy grabbed his fallen brethren and apparated leaving Hermione with the Dark Lord.
With a flick of his wand Hermione's body stopped squirming, still feeling the pain lingering from the last spell. She looked up to see who had caused her this pain.
"Ah Miss. Granger," Voldemort slowly circled around Hermione, who was slowly getting to her feet, "it is so nice to finally meet you personally. As I am sure the feeling is mutual."
"What do you want from me," she managed to speak out, her voice a little shaken with fear but she tried to hide it.
"I'm sure you know. You are the brightest witch in your school aren't you? It's kind of sad if you ask me. A mudblood is supposed to be the brightest witch. Ha! That school sure has gone downhill. Dumbledore has only hindered the education system."
Hermione grasped her wand harder trying to think of a way out or to somehow call for help. She didn't want to leave her parents alone with Voldemort. She was quickly knocked out of her thoughts as she went flying through the glass into her front yard. Scrapes covered her arms and face as she quickly got to her feet, wand at the ready from the window where she had just come out of.
"See what happens when you don't listen to me mudblood."
"I'm not afraid of you," Hermione glanced around thinking that if she could lore Voldemort out of the house she could cast a spell to keep him from going back in for at least long enough to get help. Once again she was snapped out of her thoughts from a pain that made her wish for death.
Without taking the spell off of her Voldermort laughed. "This is what happens when you try to be defiant. This is what happens when you try to protect Harry Potter. And for that you will feel a pain so immense that you will wish for death. You will be put in your place."
Hermione continued to struggle with the pain. Tears rolled down her face and yet she still refused to scream. No one deserved that satisfaction. It had felt like hours since Voldemort placed this curse on her and she wanted for it to end. She could feel her skin splitting from it and blood surging out of the wounds that seemed to appear every second she was under. Suddenly the source of the pain stopped but she felt all new aches from all the bruises and abrasions on her body. She lay on the ground, tears continuously pouring out of her eyes just like the blood coming from the gashes all about her body.
"It hurts doesn't it? This is what you deserve. Now scream for me mudblood. The sooner you scream the sooner it stops." With that Voldemort raised his wand and once more placed Hermione under the Cruciatus curse. Once more she struggled on the ground pain overtaking her thoughts and her body. It seemed like years and it didn't appear to be letting up. She felt the darkness coming over her and if she let that happen then she knew she would never wake up. She would never see her parents again or Harry or Ron. Ron! She had to get to the Burrow. That was the safest place she could think of right now.
Hermione let out a slight whimper making Voldemort release her from the spell. This time it felt as if she was still under it. The pain was so intense that she wanted to throw up. Still she stood up, clutching her wand, and stared at the Dark Lord. Finally, he walked out of the house giving Hermione an opportunity. Quietly she muttered a few words making a shield appear that surrounded her house. Then with the last bit of strength she apparated, even though it broke all the rules to which she was accustom to follow. Her final thought was the Burrow and the feeling of Voldemort's hand grabbing her arm.
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