AN: Only the plot is mine characters and such are J.K. Rowling's. God bless our Queen!
Never Thought I Could Feel Like This.
A Hermione and Draco love story
Hermione remembered when she was brought here not so long ago. True she was less banged up then. Yet the scars she got from here would last forever. The word MUDBLOOD was still on her arm thanks to Bellatrix Lestrange. Hermione slowed down a bit but Draco tugged on her arm not that it hurt not at all.
They walked inside and to the room where Bellatrix had tortured her, and Hermione squeaked. Bellatrix snorted. As Draco looked at his aunt giving her a severe look she quickly stopped. Draco started to rub her arm softly. Trying to reassure her.
They stopped there Hermione looking down tears dropping to the floor. She could not bare to look at her captors.
Lucius Malfoy then spoke. "Well take her to the prisoner's room, not the dungeon though."
Hermione looked up, they had rooms for prisoners? Maybe this was new she thought to herself. Draco softly tugged at her arm again, a bit harder then he had the last time though. She was walked up multiple stories and they stopped on the highest floor. There were rooms there with locks, yes these looked like cells, from the shows she had seen when she was little. He opened a door a few down the right and put her in there.
He left her then, and walked down the stairs. She tried opening the door. Well you always had to try did you not? The door would not budge though.
She looked at the room it was definitely bigger on the inside like most things in the Wizarding world. There was a bed with coarse green blankets and sheets. There was a dresser with some clothes in it robes, shirts, skirts, and pants. There was also under garments drawer where she found were bra's in all sizes, and underwear. There was also a mirror on a table.
She sat down on the bed and took her beaded bag out of her sock. None of the wands were left in there she had practiced some wandless magic, at least she knew enough to summon things out of her bag.
She summoned Beedle and The Bard, her new favorite book she needed this now to think about her friends.
She finished reading and put it back in the bag she took off her shoes and put her bag into the shoes it fit easily she laid back into the course blankets the bed was hard. She was used to it though from sleeping in a tent for months this was actually more comfortable then that.
Hermione was extremely tired she had been up for days, it was time for her to sleep. Hoping that Draco nor anyone would come to wake her. She drifted off in to a sleep. She dreamt of Harry, she told him she could come with him that he did not have to face Voldemort alone but he would not allow her to, said this was his duty and his alone. She dreamt of seeing Fred's, Tonk's, and Lupin's bodies. Hermione dreamt of the looks that the Weasley's had on their faces as she was saved. Ron knew what had happened to her, he was still alive, he would be kept alive. The strongest of the new recruits, how could Voldemort kill him?
Hermione heard a knock on the door and threw a pillow at it like she used to do when she was little. Then the door flew open and someone was shaking her roughly.
She opened her eyes seeing Draco. She quickly sat up and drew her legs to her chest.
"Mudblood you slept through the whole day and night I brought you some food." Malfoy hissed at her he dropped a plate of food on the bed and sat a cup of tea on her knees.
Hermione looked at the food questioningly, wondering if she should eat it.
"It's not poisoned if that what you were thinking! Why would I have brought you here if I intended to poison you!" Draco said haughtily.
Hermione took a bite of the bread and quickly finished the plate off, and gulping down her tea even though it scalded her throat. She looked at him and quickly said "So why did you bring me here any ways?"