Hey guys, its Michelle again. You guys blew me away with the last chapter! As someone who gets maybe 5 readers on one shots, 66 readers blew me away. Thank you so much! You don't know how much this means to me! (A lot if you can't tell) Lol. This gave me motivation to write another chapter. So here you go! I forgot to mention last time, but this is also a Dramione fic.

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"Now Bellatrix, it iss time to welcome our new guesst. Hermione Granger." She blacked out.

Draco woke with a start. His brain started so fast he didn't even know what was going on, or where he was. Then his brain restarted. He looked around and saw the familiar layout of his room in the manor. Gray walls, emerald green bedding, and black furniture. This place had been his sanctuary for so long. He tried to remember why he had awoken with a start. Then his mind clicked. Granger. He had seen Bellatrix torture Granger, which meant that the Dark Lord had her. He almost laughed at the thought of Potty and the Weasel going frantic looking for her. Then he realized that the Weasel had died just last year. Rodolphus did it. Honestly Draco couldn't say he was upset. The Order had lasted for about 5 years since the Battle of Hogwarts, where both Harry and Voldemort stunned each other, and their respective sides rushed to them, apparating them away. That was the last time he had seen Granger, alive. He had seen several fake images of her corpse from people trying to get money for finding and killing Potter's Mudblood. That was their name for her now. She was never referred to as Granger when they talked about strategic plans. Always Potter's Mudblood. He jerked back to reality realizing that if Voldemort had Granger, Potter needed to know. He jumped out of bed and called for his house elf:

"Dobby!"

There was a crack.

"Yes sir, what is Master Draco needing?"

His elf said in a squeaky voice. Dobby had come back to Draco after he was injured during his 7th year, and Draco fixed and all his injuries up. Now he was as loyal to Draco as he possibly could be.

"Could you give Potter a message from me?"

He had also found out that now that Dobby was his house-elf, he could send messages to the Order. He had tried switching sides about the same time that he got Dobby, but the Order didn't trust him. When he got Dobby, he found he could send messages to Potter whenever, and so the Order always knew what the Dark Lord's plan was. Although Voldemort didn't know it, most of his Death Eaters knew that their side was going down. They were losing about 5 Death Eaters a day now, because the Order knew every one of their plans. Thanks to Draco.

"Yes sir I can. What is your message?"

Dobby said jerking him back to the present.

"Please tell the Order that: The Dark Lord has Granger. It seems as if she has lost her memory. Remember where headquarters are. I will send guard schedules as soon as I can get them: end."

He told his elf.

"The Dark one has Missy Hermione?"

The house elf wailed.

"I liked Missy Hermione!"

"Relax Dobby, that's why I need you to inform Potter. Then he can save her and you can see her again."

He comforted his elf. Originally when he had to do this he felt really awkward hugging the elf. Now he had to tell them so much bad news that he has gotten used to hugging him.

"Yes sir. I shall send the message."

His elf squeaked at him. He had to dab tears from his eyes with a handkerchief, before popping away to the Order.

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At the Order's Headquarters beneath the Big Ben Clock structure in London, Harry was jerked awake by Tonks running into his room.

"Harry! Harry! Wake up! Dobby has news from the Death Eaters! Wake up!"

Harry jumped out of his bed, and threw on his clothes. Ever since his best friend, Ron Weasley, had died last year he had relied on his sister-like best friend to get through it. Now she was missing. She went missing about a week ago. If Dobby had news, it would probably be about her. He raced out of his room to find the main room. Since they had been there for about 5 years, he know the complex well, and was at the main room in mere seconds.

"Report."

He said to the guards standing around what he presumed was Dobby.

"It is him sir. We have already checked for the Imperious Curse, Polyjuice, Tracking charms, or anything else that could find our location. He is ready to give his message."

The head guard informed him.

"Thank you sir. You may go take a break."

Harry told his guard.

"I need three of you to stay here, the rest may go with Mr. Armstrong."

All but three of the guards went off to follow their head guard.

"Now, Dobby, what message do you have for me?"

He went on to ask the house elf.

"Harry Potter sir, this news has made poor old Dobby very sad. Missy Hermione was very kind to me. Always insisting I get payed. And she got her wish."

He sniffled out to Harry. "Hermione's dead?!" Harry exclaimed putting two and two together based off of Dobby's use of past tense.

"No sir. She is not. But she is being held prisoner with the Dark Lord. This is my Master's message: The Dark Lord has Granger. It seems as if she has lost her memory. Remember where headquarters are. I will send guard schedules as soon as I can get them. He did not tell me why to send it, just to send it."

Dobby told a scared and tearful Harry.

"Thank you Dobby for your news."

Harry said joyful that his best-friend hadn't been killed by Death Eaters, but sad and angry that she was going to be held prisoner with them.

"I shall see you again when your Master finds the guard schedules. Please tell him thank you for sending the message, and to please help her as much as he can."

"Yes of course sir. Good bye."

Dobby replied before popping away back to the Death Eater headquarters to find his master.

A/N: I have 2 weeks off from school. So I'm going to try and post on this story more than I usually would. Please R&R! I'll see you soon!