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Ginny was shivering, and she couldn't tell if it was from the freezing air in the room or her absolute terror. Tears fell down her cheeks, leaving freezing tracks, and icy sweat shone on her skin. As her fingers pressed into the cold, stone floor she couldn't help but vividly remember the horrors she faced as an eleven year old, in a cold chamber deep beneath Hogwarts. And as horrible as that was, she would rather be there than here. Because there, she didn't have to helplessly watch her best friend be tortured to madness. Also, in the Chamber, Harry and Ron had been in time to save her.

It didn't seem as though they'd make it this time.

Hermione was screaming. She had been tortured off and on for about thirty minutes, and Ginny was sobbing. She tried again to crawl towards Hermione, but the man called Gallows slashed his wand at her, throwing her back, just as he had every time she'd attempted to crawl to her friend. Her head was pounding and her body ached from being thrown repeatedly against the stone wall and floor. She laid a hand on her stomach, closing her eyes and praying that she would survive this, so her baby would survive. Yaxley lifted his wand sharply, breaking the curse, and Hermione's dreadful screams turned to soft whimpers.

"Please...stop." She moaned. The woman called Savanna let out a cackle.

"Stop?" she leered. "As that what you asked? HA!"

"My baby..." Hermione moaned.

"We don't have any pity!" Shrieked Savanna, hurtling toward Hermione and tightly grabbing her wrist. She forced Hermione's arm in front of her eyes and shook it.

"Do you see that, you worthless scum? Mudblood! You are worth no more than dirt! You're less than dirt!" She shrilled. Hermione struggled out of her grasp. Ginny was blinded by rage. She lifted herself up, and ran at Savanna, but Gallows merely grabbed her elbow and roughly slammed her back to the floor. She let out a shout of pain, and weakly pulled herself back up.

"Ginny... no. Stay out of this." Hermione said. Yaxley turned over his shoulder and looked at Ginny.

"Yes, little Ginny. Wait your turn. It's Hermione's turn right now." He strode over to Hermione and kicked her roughly in the side. She let out a cry of pain, and clutched her stomach, looking up at him.

"Have mercy on my baby... my baby... please." She whispered.

"Not a chance in hell, Granger."

"Weasley." Hermione choked out as forcefully as she could. Ginny couldn't help but smile inwardly. Hermione really had nerve, even at a time like this.

"Crucio!" Yaxley shouted, and Hermione's screams rebounded through the room. Luckily this time, it was a short curse. He broke off the spell and crouched down in front of Hermione, who was struggling to pull herself upright. He grabbed the hair at the base of her neck, and forced her to look at him, their faces mere inches apart.

Ginny's stomach twisted when she saw Hermione's face, and her tears came harder. Hermione was looking at Yaxley with complete hatred, her eyes burning with fury. She was breathing heavily, and her cheeks were flushed pale.

"You know, it's a pity you're a mudblood. You're actually a very attractive woman." He mocked, staring at her intensely.

"Screw you." Hermione spat.

He chuckled and raised his hand to a faint scar on her neck. He traced it with his fingers, leaning far too close to Hermione. She tried to squirm away from him, but he kept his grip on her hair. Ginny began to struggle toward the man, to pry him off of her best friend, but Savanna tossed a spell her way, knocking her painfully back. Ginny felt her ankle twist painfully and stifled a shout of pain. Yaxley examined the scar.

"The work of the lovely Bellatrix, no doubt." He grinned. "I believe you've had a similar experience to this before? Six years ago. But Ron and Harry and that wretched house elf saved you. Well, they wont this time. Perhaps that's why you're so resistant... most people would be long gone by now. But you just keep holding on. Well, that just means it's going to take a little longer, doesn't it?" He dropped her to the floor with a painful sounding thud and stood over her.

"Crucio!" He screamed pointing his wand at Hermione who began to scream and thrash once more. Ginny, in a rush of fear-fueled adrenaline, struggled to her feet and dove toward Hermione, jumping out of the way of the spells thrown by the doctor, Gallows, and Savanna. Yaxley whirled around at the commotion, and was forced to break the curse he had over Hermione. Ginny threw herself on the ground next to her friend and gently grabbed either side of her face, looking deep into her eyes. She was still in there. She hadn't gone mad yet.

"Hermione, Hermione! Stay strong, I know they'll come save us, hang on, please hang on Hermione." Ginny desperately pleaded as her tears fell onto Hermione's pale cheeks. Hermione's breathing was shallow and she looked tearfully up at Ginny. Her eyes fluttered closed. "NO! Hermione, open your eyes. Stay strong, for your baby. For my brother, Hermione! He needs you! Ron needs you! If you die, he'll die!" Ginny shouted.

She knew she's achieved her goal, a tiny spark of determination returned to Hermione's eyes. Ginny felt a sharp pain all over her scalp as Gallows grabbed her hair and threw her back into her corner. As she landed painfully, his foot collided with her ribs. She shouted in pain, but struggled to look up, praying that Hermione would stay strong.

Yaxley grabbed Hermione's wrist and yanked her to her feet. She couldn't support her weight, so she fell forward, collided with Yaxley's chest, and was forced to grab onto him to remain upright. Hermione looked at him with revulsion and immediately let go, letting herself fall to the floor. Yaxley didn't let her. He grabbed her again by her shoulders and pushed her back against the wall.

"We're going through with this." He hissed, so close his nose was almost touching Hermione's. "Just give up. It will be much easier for everyone. And the pain will be gone. If you give up... the pain will be gone."

"If I give up, everything will be gone." Hermione said shakily. "I'm never giving up. I'll fight- I'll never stop fighting you. And if I'm gone, Ginny won't give up either. And Harry won't ever stop fighting you. And Ron won't ever stop fighting you."

"Well, they aren't here now. That's not really much of a fight." Yaxley sneered. Ginny's jaw dropped when Hermione replied by spitting in his face.

Yaxley let Hermione drop to the ground, and pointed his wand at her, shouting "CRUCIO!" louder than ever. Ginny attempted to shout over Hermione's bloodcurdling screams.

"Hermione! It'll be okay! Stay strong!" She sobbed, but she was drowned out by the laughter of Savanna and Hermione's screams.

This time when the curse was lifted, Hermione didn't try to pull herself back up. Her hands laid limp on the stone floor and her eyes were closed.

"Open you're eyes Hermione!" Ginny cried. Gallows turned toward her and slashed his wand through the air. She felt a deep gash appear on her cheek.

"Silence, girl!" He commanded. Ginny's hand flew to her wound, and scarlet blood pooled in her hand. It was worth it; Hermione's eyes hand weakly fluttered open.

"So tell me, Granger.." Yaxley began.

"Weas-ley." Hermione coughed feebly.

Yaxley ignored her, continuing "How will dear Ron feel, when we return you? Whatever's left of you, that is. Because you're just about done. Another curse, and it's all over. And I want your opinion. So, tell, me.. how will he feel?" Ginny hated him more than ever. He was forcing her to think about how much this would hurt Ron. And that is what was going to hurt Hermione the most right now. This man was evil. Pure evil.

"Ron..." Hermione whimpered. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. Ron..." Crystal tears fell down Hermione's cheeks and she raised her blurry eyes to Yaxley's face.

"No Hermione! You can fight them! Come on, Hermione!" Ginny shouted through heaving sobs. Hermione made eye contact with her, and Ginny saw so many expressions in her eyes.

Fear. Desperation. Sorrow. Determination. Defeat.

But most of all, Love.

She could see love in Hermione's eyes plain as day, begging Ginny to fight. Begging her to make it through this. Ginny watched as Hermione's hand curled weakly over her stomach, and she raised her eyes back to Yaxley, with tiny spark of her fire burning in them once more.

Ginny frantically searched of a way out of this. Any way. Anything. She began to shiver harder, and in her desperation, she thought she heard a commotion downstairs.

No. That was just wishful thinking.

As Yaxley pointed his wand at Hermione once more, everything seemed to slow down for Ginny.

She could hear her own heartbeat thudding slowly in her ears. She saw Savanna's face, full of excitement as she watched the torture unfolding. Yaxley was gripping his wand, pointing in directly at Hermione's heart. Gallows and the Doctor stood on either side, watching with bated breath.

Hermione.

Hermione was curled on the ground, her body broken, and her hopes and dreams crushed. But she was glaring at Yaxley with such hatred, that Ginny knew she had to make it through this. If Hermione didn't, Ginny would. She had to. And she would make these awful men pay.

As Yaxley raised his wand, Ginny let out a strangled cry, begging for him to stop, but she knew it was useless.

She knew. She knew it was useless.