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"Bloody Hell Granger, no wand, and you still manage to hurt yourself! Do you know what he is going to do to me now that you're hurt?" He bent down and unfasten my shoe and took it off. He looked at it turning my foot over looking for any bruising. "Can you walk?" he asked as he held his hands out to help me up. I hesitated and took his hand and he lifted me up onto the one heel I was wearing.

"I think so…why are you being so helpful?" I asked confused at this new behaviour from my enemy

"What?" He asked looking at me confused "I don't know what you're talking about, mudblood." I winced at the word and pushed him away and hard as I could with one shoe on and a twisted ankle.

"Jerk." I said and moved to the bed to put my shoe back on the sore ankle. I moved my ankle around trying to shake off the pain. After a while it felt better so I stood up and walked out the door without another word.

"This way Granger," He said pointing to the right and holding his arm out for me to take. I took it with a huff and out of the corner of my eye I saw him smirk. He led me down a some stairs into a hallway that led to the biggest, most beautiful room in the world. I was gobsmacked but I quickly hid it with a straight face. I had just occurred to me that Voldemort might actually be there, along with all the death eaters, who also wanted to kill me. I had know this would come but I didn't want to share my terror with any else and make them think that I was weak. I gathered all my Gryffindor courage and smiled brightly as I entered the room.

Around the table sat all of Voldemort's death eaters. Bellatrix was grinning at my wickedly playing with her crooked wand. At one end sat Lucius Malfoy with his wife next to him. At the opposite end an empty seat which I assumed was for Voldemort, I was told to sit directly across from Voldemort so I was the other head of the table. Next to me sat Draco looking blanks and focused on the dinner. Out of nowhere a loud bang came from the door across the hall, silence fell around the table and everyone rose. I stood to, with a defiant and angry look on my face as I watched the figure walked across the hall and sit down. Voldemort had finally come and after he sat down he waved his hand across the crowd telling everyone else to sit down.

"Ah…hello Hermione," he said to me grinning evilly "How nice to see you again."

"I'm afraid I can't say the same for you." I spat out staring intently at him with my lips in a straight line. I felt Draco next to me stiffen.

Voldemort laughed wickedly and everyone else joined in. "I'd be careful Granger before someone gets hurt."

"I'm not afraid of you Voldemort, and I will fight against you until you crumble to ashes in front of me. I will not stop fighting until my friends and family are safe and until you, and your followers are dead." I shouted getting angry. Silence was all around the table waiting to see what Voldemort would to. Apparently Voldemort wasn't in a good mood as he rose from his chair and pointed his wand in my direction.

"Now, now Granger, I've had enough of playing around, now," he said growing angrier and pointed he wand at me, ready to fire any curse he wanted at me, "Where is Harry Potter? Tell me and I will let you go" he said as an evil grin appeared to be spreading across his face.

"I won't tell you." I said and now I was standing too. I reached for my wand but realised it was still with Draco. He had decided that this was enough and he wanted answers now.

"Crucio!" He yelled, and I caught a glimpse of Bellatrix's face grinning and laughing along side Voldemort. I collapsed onto the floor in pain, my head ringing and eyes burning with hot tears. I tried to choke back a scream, but it didn't work. I withered on the floor until he screamed at me from across the room

"STAND AND TELL ME NOW WHERE HE IS!"

"n…no" I whispered as he threw another curse my way. It was blocked by someone sitting near me and I felt sorry that he or she had to get involved. I had no idea who it was and my eyes were still blurry from the first curse but once Voldemort realised it hadn't reached me he screamed the name across the floor.

"DRACO, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! INTERFERING WITH MY WORK, HOW DARE YOU, EXPLAIN NOW!"

"I'm sorry my Lord, but I thought that hurting her won't give us the information, it will only make her more defiant." Draco said as he hung his head in shame. I was completely taken aback. Draco Malfoy helping a mudblood like me? Never.

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