Hermione woke at what seemed to be late morning the following day. She was in a large comfortable warm bed and obviously a different place to where she was last night. All she remembered was falling asleep about an hour of the snatcher called Scabior left. She was so tired she hadn't had a good night sleep in over a week. Now she was in a large room with a small window, chest of drawers with a mirror and a wardrobe. She walked over to the drawers there was a small sandwich, a small glass of water and a note-
Hermione,
Eat the food,
Drink the water,
Scabior.
She looked down at herself, she was not wearing the same clothes as she was before, instead she was wearing a small tank top and pyjama shorts.
"Morning beautiful", Hermione gasped and stared at him furiously. "What are you looking at me like that for?"
"Well firstly you kidnapped me-"she was interrupted.
"Technically its called being snatched" in a mocking tone.
"I- DON'T -CARE!"
"All right calm yourself, what else?"
"What-oh" Hermione briefly forgetting why she was shouting at him for. "What am I wearing?"
"Pyjamas?" Scabior was utterly confused at this.
"And how did I get into the pyjamas?
"Love, I can snatch a girl in pitch black in less than five seconds. I think I can get you in and out of some clothes, without, you know looking. I'm not saying that's what I did but-"
He was cut off by Hermione's fist shaped hand moving towards his face. He grabbed it and though her onto the bed, walked towards the door and said "I'll be seeing you later beautiful" and winked.
Hermione ran to the door and shuck the handle, it was locked "no surprise there." She tried the window knowing that it would be too small to fit though anyway, it again was locked. She sat on the bed and crossed her arms and legs in frustration.
"Well I guess im stuck here like some sort of pet then." Talking to herself.
"Yes indeed" said Scabior from the other side of the wall.
Hermione jumped.
"Eat up." She heard him get up and walk away.
Hermione just remembered the sandwich and water he had left. She got up off the bed and walked towards the drawers. She examined the sandwich, she was starving she hadn't eaten in over 2 days now. It was turkey her favourite she ate the sandwich and drank the water.
She led on the bed and stared at the ceiling for the remainder of the day.