She was running for her life, Harry in front of her and Ron just behind. And trailing behind Ron was Yaxley. They had to get out of here, now. With a last sprint towards Harry stretching her hand out to Ron, she thought desperately of 12 Grimmauld Place, their secret home, their sanctuary. As Ron grabbed her hand she felt the compression of Apparition grip them and send them away from the Ministry. Something was wrong, they didn't seem to be traveling as fast as they should have been, something was dragging them down, the air seemed to be crushing them. As the door of number 12 came into view, Hermione felt someone grab her wrist and yank her away, before she knew who or why, the tight grip was carrying her away, her head spinning as she struggled for breath trying to make sense of what was happening.
Before her brain had come to a logical conclusion, she found herself facing a large gothic mansion surrounded by high hedges; she was dragged forward, turning to shout at Ron for once again for his impatience but she was horrified to see the slick blonde hair of Yaxley. She froze and dragged in a breath
"No, no, not you! How? Why? Where are Harry and Ron?" demanded Hermione, all she got in return was a contemptuous look from Yaxley.
"Shut up, you stupid Mudblood bitch, you're here to answer to the Dark Lord." He continued to drag her towards what she now believed to be Malfoy Manor, her sense of impending doom creeping up on her as her brain scrabbled for an escape route. There had to be something that she could do. Anything would be better than walking into this.
Once inside the Manor she was forced into a half destroyed room, her eyes immediately focusing on Bellatrix, however it was Lucius who spoke first.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" he asked "Fancy a little Mudblood treat did we Yaxley?" Ignoring Lucius, Yaxley turned to face Bellatrix
"Where is the Dark Lord? I have a gift for him, this little bitch was found in the Ministry today with Potter and the blood traitor, I caught her as they tried to escape." Bellatrixs smile grew, making her look more sinister.
"We are not expecting the Dark Lord back until nightfall but I'm sure we can keep little Miss Mudblood occupied, I've been dying to see just how muddy her blood really is!" As Bellatrix advanced forward, there was a small groan from the mess behind her; Hermione looked for the source of the noise and recognised a smattering of white blond hair, but it couldn't be.
"Is that...is that Malfoy?" Hermione stuttered, looking to Lucius in shock.
"Why yes, it is" sneered Lucius "He's being punished for his failure by the Dark Lord." Hermione looked on in horror, her brain going into overdrive trying to sort the new information and come up with a way to escape, if only that bastard hadn't taken her wand.
Hermione's thoughts were interrupted by Yaxley releasing her and turning to leave, he must have spoken to Bellatrix, she was too horrified by the sight of Malfoy's crumpled body to notice the conversation. She was ill prepared for when Bellatrix struck her with a Crucio. Hermione fell to her knees immediately, her head thrown back and a scream tearing free from her lungs, how long she screamed for she didn't know, and as soon as it was over she was kneeling on the floor. Her chin drooping onto her chest.
"Oh come now little Mudblood, you can't be finished already?" Bellatrix taunted before hitting her with another Crucio. Hermione screamed again, louder this time, as tiny needles stabbed at every inch of her body. When Bellatrix eventually let off Hermione was shaking and nauseated.
"Now now Bellatrix, we mustn't tire out our guest before the Dark Lord returns, let me have a go" joked Lucius before turning his wand on Hermione, even though she knew it was coming, Hermione couldn't help but let a small sob escape. She knew there was no way she was getting out of this alive, and as she was struck for the third time, she allowed herself a feral scream that soothed the pain in her soul before she fell into unconsciousness.