Summary: On the night they were to take harry to the order, something awful happens they mistook Hermione for the real harry, and now they found out she was an imposter. Now they're holding her captive (in other words bait for harry).
Captive
Chapter One: Imposter
It was no use they were surrounded, everywhere she looked there were death eaters. Green lights flew past her every few seconds trying to hit her. Kingsley all a sudden wiped his head around to face her; he had a look of panic spread all over his face. Before she could ask him what's wrong, they began hurdling towards the ground. "Hermione!" She heard Kingsley scream as they slammed hard into the ground.
She slowly cracked open her eyes, 'Am I alive' she thought to herself as she tried to concentrate on her surroundings. Kingsley was covered in gravel and dirt, he looked lifeless just lying there, and Hermione felt panic spike up in her. "Kingsley! Are-are you alright? Say something!" She slowly helped herself up off the rocky ground and immediately felt pain shoot through her arm causing her to fall back down. She took another glance at Kingsley, with a spike of hope she slowly tried to get herself up again, but this time only with one hand. After seceding in getting in a sitting position, she began to stand and wobbled over to him. "Kingsley?" She leant down and lightly shook his arm, "Hey, come on get up."
Kingsley stated to stir and violently opened his eyes. "Her-Hermione? Wha- what happen?"
"Oh thank god!" She said as she flung her arms around him.
"Ow!" Kingsley said as she squeezed the life out of him. "You're going to kill me!"
"Oh! Sorry, I'm just glad you're alive."
"Its-"Kingsley got interrupted by a voice both of them didn't recognize
"Hey! I found him!"
"Go get 'em! Now! We need to take 'em back to the dark lord!" Another deep male voice said.
Before Hermione could say or do anything she was hit by a stunning spell. She felt hopeless not being able to do anything as the two men came over to her and grabbed her violently off the ground and stunned Kingsley so he wouldn't get in the way, as they took her.
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All she remembered as she woke was that two guys were arguing about something and then everything going black. She had no clue where she was at the moment but she could hear voices talking close by. "Are you even sure that's Harry Potter?" She could hear a women's voice say.
"Ma'am I'm not hundred percent sure, but it looks a lot like 'em."
"Yes, but as you said before there were more Potters then just one, so there is a big chance it's not him." She heard the women's voice say.
Another female voice chimed into the conversation, only this voice she recognized almost instantly. It was Bellatrix's voice. "Well Cissy there's only one way to find out." Hermione froze as she heard heels hitting the floor coming her way. "Now." She said as she grabbed her hair and made her look at her, "Care to say anything?" Bellatrix's words had a sting to them Hermione never heard before, it was almost terrifying enough to make her spill that she was not Harry. When Bellatrix's heard no reply, she took her unoccupied hand and smashed Hermione's face. "Ha! Look! It's not Potter!" 'Crap' Hermione thought the polyjuice potion must be warring off. "Ha! Cissy look, it's an imposter after all!"
The male came into Hermione's view, he had a long black cloak on, and his hair was a mess. He had a very rough appearance "And it's that girl I reckon, the one that is traveling around with the Potter boy."
"Well Cissy what shall we do to her?" Bellatrix asked, as she dropped Hermione onto the floor, and pulled out her wand.
Narcissa looked appalled, why did she have to make this decision. She took a quick glance at Hermione, and looked Bellatrix in the eye, "Let's put her in the cellar till we find out what we could use her for."
"Dolohov! Put the girl in the cellar!" Bellatrix yelled and walked out of the dark room.
Narcissa looked at Dolohov, "Just put her in the cellar, we will find out what to do later."
Dolohov nodded his head, and griped Hermione by the hair and violently drug her out of the room. "No please!" Hermione started to scream at the man.
He slammed her on the floor and gave her a glare that could kill, "Conceder yourself lucky girl! I wish I could see blood trickle down that pretty little face of yours." With that he picked her up again and threw her in what she suspected to be the cellar.
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Hermione had no idea how long she'd been down there, she distracted herself by keeping herself in her happy place. She pretended she was just dreaming, and all of it wasn't real. She kept her eyes shut, as she thought of what her, Harry, and Ron would do when they reached the burrow. She thought of all the fun she'd have at the wedding. But reality came crashing down on her when she heard a 'click' as the cellar door opened. She heard shoes walking on the hard ground, as they made their way over to where she was leaning up against the cold stone wall.
"Open your eyes girl!" She heard a male voice say. Hermione closed her eyes tighter thinking that if she tried hard enough it would all go away. But unlike Hermione she was wrong; the man grabbed her by her wrists, and made her stand up. "Open your damn eyes!" She just shook her head. She heard the man growl, "Fine. Don't open them." The man said roughly as he tugged her through the door and up the stairs to the drawing room.
Even though her eyes were shut, she could tell that the room she was in was a bit brighter than the cellar. She heard people whispering, as the man pushed her into the room further.
A woman was the first to break the silence that was floating around the room, "Lucius go get Draco, we need to be certain if this is the mud-blood he was talking about."
She heard Lucius walk out of the room, and close a door behind him. After a few moments of silence while everyone waited for Draco to arrive, Hermione gained some of her bravery and slowly opened her eyes. She wasn't surprised to see Bellatrix standing next to Narcissa Malfoy. Hermione glanced further left and saw two males dressed in black were staring at her with hungry eyes. Hermione took a deep breath and looked to the right of the room, no one was in that area at the time, all it held was a leather chair by the looks. She didn't dare try to look at who was holding her, afraid he would see her looking at him, which would probably anger him more.
'Swoosh' air blew in as the door opened reveling Lucius, shortly followed by his son Draco. Before they could even reach the middle of the room one of the men dressed in black spoke, "Well boy is it the girl?" Draco took one look at the man, and then slowly turned his head towards Hermione.
He eyed her up and down then said, "Yeah. It's her."
"Brilliant!" Bellatrix screeched. As she clasped her hands together, most likely thinking of ways to torture her. "We should most defiantly tell the dark lord." She glanced around the room, "I'll call him." She offered (well it was more of an I'll do it and no one else can.) She touched her index finger to the dark mark.
Shortly after Voldemort came into view. Hermione tried her best not to close her eyes but was finding it extremely difficult at the time, but still managed.
Voldemort almost actually smiled at the sight he was consuming with his eyes, "Hermione Granger, Mud-blood, friend of harry potter." Everyone stayed quiet. "Since when have you decided o grace us with your presence?"
"My-my lord she didn't do it by will-"
"I KNOW!" Voldemort yelled at the man that interrupted him, but didn't let his eyes leave Hermione. "Now, what shall we do with you?" Voldemort looked around the room and stopped on Draco, "Draco, have any suggestions?"
Draco looked startled that he had singled him out; Draco looked up at his father for help but saw that Lucius was staring straight ahead. "N-no." Draco answered.
Voldemort frowned, "How disappointing, well I know. I think it would be fun to keep her around, well at least until Potter comes to save her. It would be the perfect trap." He looked at Draco again. "Don't you agree Draco?"
"Yeah." Draco lied.
Hermione tried to keep her eyes away from Voldemort. "Excellent, now what shall we do with her in the mean time? Any ideas?" He looked around the room again, "What would you like to do, what would like your filthy self to do in the mean time while we wait for your little friend?" He asked Hermione.
She shuddered under his gaze, but refused to answer him.
"What a pity, you have no words to grace us with? What a shame." He turned to Draco half smiling, "Draco what do you want her to do?"
Before Draco could answer Narcissa interrupted, "Why not have her run errands around here?"
Voldemort locked eyes with Narcissa, "What an idea, but how do we know she won't try to run away?"
Bellatrix swirled into the conversation, "She won't if she knows what's good for her." Bellatrix smiled evilly at Hermione as she said this.
"Yes, yes" Voldemort said, "And if she gets out of line, don't hold back on punishing her."
"With pleasure my lord!" Bellatrix said happily.
"Now, where shall she sleep?" Voldemort asked, "Lucius I bet you have an idea."
Lucius jumped a bit, but covered it up well, "My lord, why don't we keep the girl in the cellar."
Voldemort chuckled, "My Lucius, I doubt she would like that." Lucius dropped his head down and stared at the floor. "How about we keep her in one of the guest rooms, perhaps the one next to Draco's." He turned to Draco, "But If she gets out of line, Draco you will punish her."
Draco nodded his head, but kept his eyes anywhere but on Voldemort. "Well boy, go show her the room she will be staying." Draco stayed planted to his spot. Voldemort frowned.
Lucius looked down at his boy, "Draco, go now." He whispered.
Draco Slowly started moving over to the door with Dolohov the man holding Hermione, and walked out.
Draco made it the whole way up to the rooms without glancing back at the two behind him. As each moment passed Hermione got less nervous, she figured she could easily escape if the man holding her would leave them alone. She thought she could even possibly outwit Malfoy, and easily get him to leave her alone long enough for her to make a run for it.
"This is it." Draco said dully.
"Alright, since there were no compactions coming up here with her, I'll leave her to you." Dolohov started walking away down the long hall covered with portraits when he abruptly stopped, "Oh and Malfoy do as you wish with that filth don't be afraid."
Malfoy just scuffed and grabbed Hermione's arm, and flew open the door to her new room. Before he walked into the room, he looked down the hall to see if Dolohov was still there. Seeing that he was gone he let go of her arm and walked in. "I guess this will be your room for now." Draco said as he sat down on what she was guessing was her bed.
Hermione crossed her arms and stood in the door way, "If you think that you can keep me here, then you're wrong. "
Draco stood up, "Look Granger I was trying to be at least a little nice to you, since I figured your stay here will be as far away as pleasant can be, but obviously you're too stupid to know that."
"Malfoy I think you'll find that I'm way smarter than you will ever be."
"I'm not in the mood to argue right now." He pushed past her and slammed the door in her face. 'Yes!' Hermione thought to herself, 'I did it!' She quickly ran out of the room and started to dash down the hall, with no clue where she was heading. Just as she was about to turn a corner she bumped into something. "Bloody- Granger?" 'Oh crap!' Hermione thought. "What do you think you're doing? Do you know how dumb you are?" Draco's temper was rising, "There are death eaters running all over this house just waiting to get their hands on you! And believe me they will not hesitate to kill you." He violently grabbed her wrist and tugged her down the hall and back into the room.
"Let me go!" Hermione yelled at the back of his head. Draco whirled around and glared at her, "Please, just let me go. They don't have to know! You could say that I stunned you or something."
"And with what would you do that with?"
"Um a wand!" Hermione snapped back.
"Sorry to point this out to you but you don't have a wand, they took it!"
"Well what if I took yours!" She said now standing on her tip toes so she could be the same height as him.
Draco threw his arms up in anger, "Oh yeah like they'd believe that I would let you get away with taking my wand!"
"Ug!" Is all Hermione managed to say before; Draco clasped his hand over her mouth. Hermione tried to pry his hand off, but was failing miserably. "Mmmm! Jaaa!"
Draco gave her a confused look, "What?" Hermione glared at him, "What, It's not my fault I can't understand you."
SLAP! Hermione's hand collided with his face, she had slapped him. Once she saw the look on his face she regretted it. He looked tons more angry than he was before. He dropped his hand from her face, and gave her one last glare than walked out of the room.
"Ah." Hermione looked up, and saw Narcissa standing in the doorway, "I have something I need you to do for me." Hermione just nodded her head. "Alright come this way."
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After Draco calmed down he went down to the kitchen to grab something to eat. When he got there, the sight almost made him choke on the air. His mother was sitting at the table with Hermione sipping tea.
"Draco you're going to attract flies if you're not careful." Narcissa said pointing to her sons' mouth that was almost hitting the floor.
Draco quickly gained his composer, "What are you two doing exactly?"
Hermione put down her cup, "We are obviously drinking tea."
"That's not what I meant. " Draco crossed his arms and smirked, "I meant why is my mother letting you sit and sip tea with her, like you're a guest here."
Narcissa cleared her throat, "Draco. Please just please, we need to treat her as nice as possible."
"Dose Father know about this?" He gestured at the two.
"No, Draco he does not, but may I asked you something why would he need to know."
Draco's mouth hit the floor again, only this time he didn't recover as fast. "She's are prisoner here, not a guest!" He half yelled.
"Yes, but that doesn't mean we have to treat her like one."
Draco just scuffed and walked out. Narcissa turned her attention back to Hermione, "He'll come around."
A/N: I don't own Harry Potter, or any of the people in this chapter.~ Alright here's the first chapter to my story that I've been working on for awhile, the 2nd chapter is already done :) But I won't upload it till I finish the 3rd Chapter. Review please, I want to know if you guys like it or not. Wells BYES! ;) OH! and one more thing sorry if there is any mistakes