Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

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The crunching of footsteps on the forest floor awoke Hermione and she stilled fearful it was one of the Weasley's come to take her back with them. She slowly opened her eyes a cold sweat breaking out when she realized the footsteps were too heavy to be anyone from the Weasley family. Slowly she lifted her head and froze as the sight of an enormous wolf sniffing at the ground ten feet away from her.

The wolf was enormous, far bigger than any other wolf she had seen or read about, its claws were the length of her hand and as it opened its jaws to yawn she paled at the sight of his fangs matching that length. Silently she attempted to move without the wolf hearing.

She stood quietly as the wolf continued to sniff and dig around the ground, and slowly backed up only to freeze when its ears swivelled and two piercing amber eyes captivated her. The wolf smirked at her and snarled arching its back and digging its claws into the dirt.

She forgot how to breathe.

Hesitating only for a moment to debate which way to go Hermione quickly turned and fled much to her aching muscles protests. She could feel the wolf's breath on the back of her neck as she ran. 'Oh God' she forced her muscles to work faster but much to her dismay they couldn't.

Tears began streaming down her cheeks and into the wind as she pleaded with whatever higher power there was to spare her but it seemed the fates weren't on her side as her foot caught a tree root.

Sprawled across the forest floor Hermione could do little more than close her eyes and wait for the pain. Instead of the intense heat she was expecting, a cool breeze swam across her body as a high-pitched whining and a sickening crack met her ears followed by a loud thud.

Then, voices were heard.

"Damned filth, can't control themselves" a grunt of agreement was heard.

"Too starved with blood lust the stupid thing didn't even realize where it was"

"Well well well, what have we here chaps?" Hermions was tugged to her feet roughly and was met with a pair of slitted turquoise eyes and a fanged smirk. "Oh a bitch!"

Hermione glared and attempted to slap him but her struggles were in vain as the man's grip never faultered. His companions laughed.

"Hey give her here maybe she could be some fun!" They laughed and Hermione's eyes widened. The leader who held her grinned but stiffened as the wind hit him. He growled.

"Human" His men stiffened as well and smelt the air growling low and aiming their spears at her.

"Kill her"

"Damned filth"

"Waste of flesh is what she is!"

"Silence!" A hush fell across the men as their leader spoke. "She is human and as such must be taken to our Lord to determine what we do with her. The men argued.

"If we kill her now, our Lord will never have to know she was even here!" His leader ignored the protests.

"Bring me some rope!"

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Hermione hissed as her now bare feet stepped across the sharp rocks. Her arms were bound tightly as these creatures led her; she had concluded they were not human, across the forest. They had been travelling since dawn and it was almost nightfall.

A sharp tug made her stumble and lose her footing as she fell to the ground in a heap much to the creature's amusement.

"Alright get up bitch" and she was tugged to her feet once more. 'Oh Gods I should have just agreed to marry Ronald' she thought miserably 'At least then I'd be home in a warm bed with hot food resting in my stomach.' The thought of food reminded her of her intense hunger and she almost groaned at the pain of it.

Suddenly, a grand castle was piercing the sky darkening the colours of the sunset. The dark stone gave the castle a majestic and silhouetted look against the light and also cast fear into Hermione's soul. 'What is this place?'

The guards led her past the large Iron Gate and through the marble stone hallways as Hermione's eyes drank in her surroundings in fear and amazement. The castle despite its fearful exterior was quite warm and welcoming with portraits lining the walls and light stone on the floor. She would have marvelled at its magnificence if she weren't being lead to her death.

Approaching two large double doors with intricate dragon designs etched in the wood, the guards stopped to speak with the doormen.

"We come to see Lord Lucius regarding a trespasser on his lands and to inform him of the progress of his lands and crops" The doormen nodded and pushed in the wood to reveal a large room with white marble floors and tall arched ceilings.

At the far end of the room, directly across from the door sat three of these creatures. As they approached, Hermione kept her eyes to the floor not wishing these beings to see the fear in her eyes. The guards bowed and her head was shoved into the cold marble by a fierce grip.

"My Lords and Lady, earlier this morning my men and I were returning home when we encountered another filthy wolf in your lands. We quickly exterminated it with ease but came across another strange creature" A deep liquid voice spoke.

"Nott you bore me with your talk. Get to the point" Nott nodded and swallowed.

"Upon killing the beast, we came across a woman" The voice growled.

"I do not need to be informed of every whore you come across Nott" the guard blushed and stammered.

"S-she's human my Lord"

In the large room the silence was almost too much. Hermione could taste the surprise and disgust in the air and cringed slightly. A woman's voice soon broke it.

"Show her to us" Hermione was then shoved in front of Nott and forced to the ground once again letting out a cry as her cheek hit the marble painfully. The man spoke once more.

"And what pray tell would a filthy mortal be doing on our lands when it's your duty to be patrolling the boarder Nott?" The guard swallowed.

"We received news regarding the Parkinsons my Lord Malfoy and I assumed you would wish to know of it" Lord Malfoy scoffed.

"Assume nothing Nott, now get out of my sight"

Without hesitation the guards scrambled out of the room leaving Hermione alone with these three majestic creatures.

"Good I like to see a human who knows its place" Hermione swallowed and almost chuckled at his statement. For it was not in respect she was frozen, but in fear and exhaustion.

"Lucius, love" The woman spoke "The girl has had a rough day it appears do not make it worse by degrading her. Look up at us girl do not be afraid"

'Easy for you to say' she thought before slowly standing, her eyes still glued to the floor as though fascinated. A deep chuckle was heard.

"You're wasting your time Mother. Humans it seems don't have ears" Hermione slowly looked up at the voice that sent shivers down her spine and gasped.

There perched upon a white throne was a young man in black and green robes smirking. The back of his platinum blonde hair was slicked back while the front fell messily into his eyes. Liquid silver met melted chocolate and Hermione had to look away. The man chuckled.

"What did I tell you Mother, in one ear and out the next" He crossed his legs and ran his gaze over her petite form his slitted eyes smouldering. Narcissa glared at him.

"Draco hush!" she smiled at Hermione softly. "What's your name dear?" Lucius scoffed.

"Don't get all lovey dovey with it Narcissa we are not keeping it" His wife ignored him.

"You have no reason to be scared little one. Trust me." Hermione's eyebrow arched as she crossed her arms. 'Yeah right' she thought 'When Ronald believes in Cornish pixies maybe'

"Tell us your name mortal," the young man purred to her and Hermione glared at him.

"Hermione…. my Lord" she added in fear of worse happenings. Draco smirked and Hermione gasped at the pointed fangs that adorned his grin. Draco chuckled darkly.

"She'd make quite the fine pet, don't you agree Mother?" Narcissa smiled fondly at the brown-eyed girl.

"Precisely my thought patterns" Lucius growled low in his throat. The sound sent unpleasant shivers down her spine and she cringed. Draco noticed.

"Awww the little mortal wench is scared" he sneered and rolled his eyes at her. "Honestly girl you act as if you've never seen a daemon before in your existence." Narcissa laughed and the sound echoed through the chamber.

"To be fare my son she probably never has" Lucius sneered at Hermione.

"Pathetic weaklings. Mortals know nothing but violence and greed. They fight useless wars and take useless things all for their own gain." Hermione tried to work up the voice to argue but found she could not. For his point was valid. Narcissa smiled ignoring her mate.

"Then it's settled, this mortal girl…Hermione was it? Shall be placed as a servant within the castle and let it be known she is under my protection and name." She clapped her hands and the two remaining guards came forward bowing low.

"Take her to the servant's quarters. Give her food a bath and sleep and then when dawn approaches send her to the kitchens to help with the morning feast" Hermione could do nothing but gape at this beautiful woman.

'Servant?' she thought miserably. 'I'll have to serve these people?' Once more silver eyes and a wicked smirk captured her gaze. She shivered again.

'Mother, help me'

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