AN: Still don't own any of it. I would love any reviews of this! Let me know what you think so far! - Jessica
Draco stared at the phone. He wasn't sure what to do, say, or feel at this moment. He feared for Hermione's safety, but knew she was able to take care of herself. He began pacing the foyer. He looked down at his forearm and sighed. How did this even happen? How did he escape? He stopped and looked out of the window. The woods surrounded his mansion. He scanned the trees and saw nothing. He shook his head and began pacing once more.
Hermione flagged down the first taxi she saw. Placing her things in the back seat, she looked back up where her hotel room was. Ginny had decided to stay at the hotel and do her own thing. There's no way Lucius knew Ginny was in town.
As she was driven to the Malfoy Manor, she watched the countless trees go bay. The weather had turned dreary - the sky was grey, thick humidity filled the air, and it had began to sprinkle. She played with the zipper of her jacket as the yellow taxi pulled up to the gate. A security guard confronted the car. Hermione scooted over. As she rolled down her window, she saw in his waist band held both a handgun and a wand. He motioned for Hermione to step out of the car and she did so. He moved a handheld scanner over her body. "Fancy technology you got there…" said the cab driver.
Hermione looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. She knew what the scanner was for - to make sure Hermione was Hermione. The guard nodded at Hermione and she stepped back. He motioned for the driver to get out as well. "What? Me? Why?"
"Just do it. Safety reasons," Hermione said.
The driver huffed as he exited his car, leaving it running. The scanner moved slowly over his body. While he was being scanned, Hermione looked into the cab. Hanging over the mirror was an air freshener in the shape of a serpent. Odd, Hermione thought. She also noticed a black cloak in the passenger seat of the cab.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Hermione's eyes darted back to the scanner. With every beep, a small red light lit up. Hermione looked up at the guard and over to the driver. Just as she looked at him, he reached into his jacket, pulled out a wand, and hexed the guard. Hermione screamed and ran to the other side of the car. From the ground, guard threw a hex back toward the driver, but missed, knocking down a tree. She watched the tree fall and knew this was her chance. She darted around the taxi and got in the front passenger door. She scooted over and took a hold of the wheel. She put the cab in gear and slammed on the gas. She pummeled through the gate and glanced in her rearview mirror. Just as the driver raised his arm to hex her, the guard threw a curse at him. The driver's limp body flew out of view. Hermione screamed in the car, her eyes filling with tears. Her heart was racing as she sped along the bumpy, muddy trail toward the mansion.
Suddenly, the skies grew darker and it began pouring. Hermione could barely see out of the front windshield. "Where the hell is your house! How long is this damn driveway, Malfoy!" She found the wipers and turned them on. Something above the tree line on her left caught her eye. It was figure on a broom. A black cloak bellowed as the figure flew through the air. Oh shit, Hermione thought. A green bolt flashed in front of her and hit a tree. She slammed on the breaks. As the tree hit the ground in front of her, the car fish-tailed in the mud. The passenger side of the car hit the tree. The hit threw Hermione across the front seat.
She laid there for a moment and looked at the roof of the car. The only things she heard were the wipers and the rain smashing against the car. She slowly flipped onto her stomach and began sitting up. Her hands were shaking and her heart was racing. From what, she didn't know. It could have been the wreck, the driver's body, the fact that Lucius was here. Maybe all of the above.
Hermione looked around as reached into the backseat to grab her wand. She found it and pulled it close to her body. Stepping out of the taxi, her feet sunk into the mud. She took giant steps getting to the tree line. She made her way around the tree that was laying on the ground. The lights of the Manor were close. She crept along the tree line making her way toward the Manor.