I'm going to try to update this story once a week after this, but I figured I'd give you a little more right away. Again thanks so much for reading! I promise I'm going to try to finish this guy this time!

LC

Flashback

As I heard the gate slam behind me I shivered again. Again I thanked God or whoever was looking out for me that Ron and Harry had gotten out. Looking around my cell, I sighed. What kind of people had dungeons in their house? I mean honestly, it was a little too much for me.

"The Dark Lord has a new punishment for you," called Bellatrix from the stairs. "Don't worry, Mudblood, you'll find out all about it in the morning." I shivered. I looked again at my arm where she'd carved "mudblood" into my arm again and again. Just as it was beginning to heal, she'd cut me again. I lay down on the stone floor and curled up.

"Psst, Hermione," called a voice from just outside the gate. I looked up a little face peered at me through the bars. "Winky at your service! I've been sent to get you out. They have too many charms on the gates right now, but I'll figure it out!" she squeaked as she disappeared with a pop.

I lay my head back down and tried to sleep. All the torture I'd been through had made this week seem like a year. My thoughts kept going back to the last thing Ron had said to me, "We'll be back for you, Hermione, we'll get you out!" It had become my mantra, something I repeated to myself over and over again, trying to believe the words. When sleep finally took over I was haunted by nightmares.

When dawn finally crept through the bars of the window I sat up, groaning in pain. One of the Death Eaters was standing at my door, licking his lips. "You're in for a treat today, little girl. Yes you are."

I swallowed and tried to look brave. He entered my cell and pulled me to my feet. "First we bathe you, you smell disgusting," he said with a grimace. I was thrust into the hands of two women who quickly started pulling off my dirty clothing. I was thrust into a tub where they scrubbed me and ripped a comb through my hair. When I was pulled out of the lukewarm tub, I automatically started shivering. They roughly toweled me off and handed me a pile of clothing. As I began to take pull them on, I noticed the similarity to a Hogwarts uniform. I swallowed hoping for the best, but expecting the worst.

I was escorted to a part of the Manor I had never been before. I tried to look collected, but could feel my heart beating quickly in my chest. "Here we are, Mudblood," the Death Eater said as he knocked on the door. When it opened I saw a massive bedroom. In the center of the room, stood a solitary Draco Malfoy. I gulped. The Death Eater shoved me in and shut the door behind me.

Suddenly, with a puff of smoke, Bellatrix was in the room. She stood close behind Draco. "You know what you have to do, fuck her, then kill her. That's all he asks. That's all he needs for your family to be back in his good graces. A small price for all your father did," she whispered loudly to him. She apparated out of the room.

I looked at Malfoy, thrusting my chin out at him. I had to admit that there had always been a part of me that was curious about the Slytherin Prince. This strange silver boy who was always on the fringes of my life. On the other hand though, I was disgusted by the choices his family made. How they slobbered after Voldemort waiting for his commands.

It must be said that he looked about as nervous as I felt. "What's wrong Malfoy, never seen a girl naked before?" This comment seemed to snap him from his thoughts.

"It's not that I haven't seen a girl naked before, I'm just disgusted that I would have to touch a… a mudblood," he sneered at me, but his sneer didn't reach his eyes. In his eyes I saw a lost little boy begging for forgiveness.

I stalked up to me and grabbed my still damp hair. He roughly pushed his mouth against mine. At first I didn't respond, but when one of his hands wrapped around my waist I felt something click. When I kissed back he growled and pulled me closer. For a few seconds, it seemed time had stopped. It seemed like this kiss was all that mattered in the world. I forgot why he was kissing me.

Seconds later I found myself laying on the bed with my hands in his hair and my legs wrapped around his waist. He pulled his lips away and looked at me for a second. His hand came to my cheek and his thumb brushed against my lips. I felt as though I could hear his thoughts, his want, no need, to escape this life. But as soon as the moment began it was over. He brought his face down and began to kiss me again.

Before I knew it, I felt him move my brand new cotton knickers out of the way as he thrust himself inside me. I heard him groan against my shoulder as he moved in and out frantically. Before I knew it, he was spent.

As he fell next to me on the bed, I heard him chuckle to himself. "Well that's nothing to write home about," he said turning on his side to face me, "I'll have to try again in a minute or so, I wouldn't want my reputation to be stained."

I tried to look away from him, but found my hand reaching for his face. For a second I looked into his gray eyes and felt myself falling. He pulled me close and began to kiss me gently. The kisses were so sweet, it was almost like we hadn't just lustfully attacked each other. I smiled into the kiss as he pulled me closer. "If you promise not to attack me, I'll give you the best night of your life," he whispered into my hair. Foolishly, I heard myself agree. Quietly I drifted off in his arms.

I was awakened by a popping noise. "Hermione, it's Winky!" called the squeaky voice. I looked over at the boy next to me. He looked at me groggily.

"I wasn't ever going to be able to kill you," he said softly, brushing a stray hair from my face. "You have to make it look convincing though."

Winky stepped closer to the bed. "I'm sorry," I murmured. I punched him twice in his right eye and once in the nose, hearing a sickening snap. He groaned, but tried to get up, I swiftly punched him in the stomach, then hit him over the back of the head with the lamp. I leaned down and kissed his cheek as his focus faded. "It was the best night of my life."

Winky grabbed my hand and we popped out of the room. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself outside of a small cabin on the beach. Ron and Harry rushed out crushing me in their hugs. "Thank god you're alive!" Harry said, grinning at me.

Ron pulled me toward him and kissed me. I responded right away, an automatic response, but couldn't feel what I used to feel. I tried to brush off the emotion, telling myself that it was just a shock reaction, but even then I could feel the falseness.

After a few days of recuperating, we went back to our Horcrux search, knowing now that we had to redouble our efforts to end Voldemort.

End Flashback