He sat there, quivering, and biting his nails down to the nub. He ran a shaky pale hand through his heavily gelled bleached blonde hair. Sitting alone in his room in Malfoy Manor, his heart rate picked up as he heard the thundering steps of Severus Snape boom up the stairs and towards his room. He flinched towards the door as the nob twisted. Draco could hear muffled screams from the other side of the door, and with a thud, they were completely silenced. Draco swallowed hard, trying not to vomit. A bead of sweat ran down his temple and this was all becoming too real.
"Draco," Panted Severus as he walked into the dimly lit room, carrying a motionless and tied up figure of a girl with a burlad sack held over her head.
"Y-Yes sir?" muttered Draco anxiously as he spun around in his seat.
"Here she is." Snape said with a disgusted type of voice.
"Mhm." Draco murmered. He wasn't sure of what to say."
Severus threw the female on the ground and promptly walked out. Draco sighed and ignored the unconcious being on the cold oak floor. He stumbled over to his bed and fell effortlessly face down onto the satin green sheets. In a daze, Draco played the events of the last day in his mind.
"We need to attack what the boy loves most," said the slimy and vile Voldemort.
"Sir, he has no family, so if you don't mind me saying, that idea is a bit irrational." Squeaked a nervous death eater who was on his first day on the job.
"Irrational?" spat the dark lord, "How's this for irrational?" and with that, a blur of green light shot out of the tip of his wand and struck the wizard dead center in the chest, killing him. Draco gulped, and gripped the dark green table cloth tightly. He knew exactly what Potter had cared for most, and the dark lord knew exactly what Draco was thinking.
"Draco, You do go to school with him, Care to share what you are thinking?"
"S-Sir.." Draco spoke shakily and uneven.
"Draco, you must share your knowledge." Spat out Lucius Malfoy from the opposite direction.
"Lucius, leave it to me." Hissed Voldemort, and with a flick of his wand, Lucius was in a ball on the floor, wincing. Everyone kept silent, Narcissa clasped her hands onto Draco's.
"The girl." Draco said all too quickly. "The muggle born, Hermione Granger." Draco swallowed hard, stunned.
"Ah, yes, Hermione Granger. Mudblood." Exhaled the dark lord, chuckles sprung out all around the table.
"Well, we will leave it to you then. We will kidnap the girl from her current location, and bring her to the manor. For the rest of this battle, you are to make sure she is hidden and tortured appropriatly." And with that, the death eaters burst out in complete and disgusting laughter.
"What? You can't do this!" protested Draco as he slammed his fist onto the table.
"That is an order, Draco." Shouted the dark lord and lucius winced in the corner. Draco nodded. And bowed his head. With that set in stone, Draco excused himself and head out of the room. He could hear the roaring steps of the death eaters as they apparated out of the dining area. Narcissa came out supporting an injured Lucius on her left shoulder. Tears streamed down her face and she nodded at Draco. Draco returned to his room, feeling complete and utter guilt.