A/N: Thank you for the reviews! I was so surprised really. I was gone for one day and four reviews; wowers! Well, this is a flashback chapter (you'll know what I mean shortly). I used to only write flashbacks because I worked better that way. Now it's only on occasion. Anyways, Enjoy!
Hermione stroked Tom's arm slowly, her eyes as blank as ever. She had propped herself up on one arm and continued to stroke his arm, moving slowly to his face. Tom slept soundless, his beautiful face emotionless. She smiled at it and placed her head on the same pillow as he did and watched him. Hermione couldn't see the thin lips, nor the snake like eyes or the slit nose. All she saw was a beautiful man, black hair, a small nose and wonderfully full lips.
Hermione heard a noise from somewhere in the room and looked about eagerly. She couldn't see beyond the darkness that surrounded the bed. She slipped her black dressing gown back on and started to move off the bed, but Voldemort's hand curled around her wrist. She turned to look at a smiling Tom and smiling back, Hermione placed her hand on his cheek.
Tom pulled her down to the bed and wrapped his arms around her. "Don't worry about that Hermione," he said in a nice, deep voice. It comforted her so much; she couldn't figure out why people were so frightened of him. Hermione smiled up at him and he leaned in, kissing her on the lips when a door opened in the darkness and a voice boomed out, "Hermione!"
That's all she heard or saw before darkness curled her into it's own arms.
Remus couldn't stand to walk any longer. He stopped and started to apperate, three hands attached to the back of his jacket. Appearing in front of a brick house with five windows and a gate with bushes going across it. The blinds to all five windows even the door were shut tight, like they didn't want anyone to see what was going on inside.
Tonks was the first to break the silence. "Remus, what are we doing here?"
Inhaling, Remus started but it was Arthur and Kingsley that beat him to the punch. "This is 3199."
Tonks shook her head and mumbled under her breath, "Basterd."
Nodding, Remus started towards the familiar gate, pushing it open. An unfamiliar creaking noise came from the gate, but he ignored it as he held his wand out and asked, "Ready?"
He heard three agreeing grunts and before he could stop himself, Remus bashed in the familiar back door all four of them ran into the house, spells coming at them from all over.
Familiar faces came into view, four of them Remus noticed without two blinks: Belletrix, Lucious, Severus and Regulus.
He instantly aimed at Belletrix; hitting her squarely in the chest with whatever stun charm he hit her with. The others took a hold of one of the other three men.
Severus had gotten away too quickly and Belletrix was back on her feet again. Remus was walking through familiar territory, thoughts of Lily and James hitting him in the chest squarely. It was painful and he felt his back collide with the kitchen cabinet behind him and before he knew it, Tonks was defending him and Remus stood back to his feet, hitting Belletrix's arm with the killing curse. She screamed before hitting the ground, shaking about.
Tonks sent Remus a pissy look before hitting Lucious with the stunning curse.
Remus couldn't stand this; running into the big fight, he dodged curses, Tonks covering him and soon he was running down the hall Snape had disappeared too. He looked about, opening random doors though nothing that he needed or wanted.
Hearing nothing, Remus continued to run, suddenly seeing a black robe fly around a corner. He started to speed up, running about the same corner. Instantly, he spotted Severus running ahead. Remus stopped and sent a spell hurling at the back of his head, not uttering a word. It hit him and Snape tumbled forward, banging his head into the door in front of him. Remus ran up to him and grabbed his greasy black hair and yanked it up. "Where is she Severus?"
The murderer in Remus' hands laughed and shook his head. Flipping him around to where he got a full view of the man's face of who helped kill his friends and Dumbledore, his only fatherly figure, Remus punched him squarely in the face and yelled, "Where is she!"
Severus was drowsed by now, the force of the punch in his face knocking the wind out of him momentarily. His nose was broken he could feel and his front teeth were loose. Then he mumbled, "Harry's nursery."
Instantly, Remus dropped the man's head and ran towards the room he remembered to be Harry's nursery. Memories of him talking and kissing Lily came back to him, but he apologized to the smiling face of his old lover and ran harder. Ramming into the door with his shoulder, Remus was startled to see Hermione in the arms of an ugly man, with snake looking features. The man had abruptly turned to see Remus and scowled. Hermione's head turned, but seeing her eyes in a blank manner only meant one thing: she was placed under Imperious Curse. He still couldn't help it, "Hermione!"
Instantly, Voldemort was out of the bed with Hermione, as naked as a rat and was scowling, sending off nasty curses at Remus, all deflected by his defensive charm. "Give her to me," Remus scowled and Voldemort laughed nastily. Both of the men turned to Hermione who was innocently sitting on the side of the bed, her hand grasping a necklace around her neck and her nightgown hitched to her thigh. Remus' eyes lingered for a moment, but he begged with his eyes for her to snap out of the curse, though he knew better.
Voldemort held out his hand to Hermione and said, "Come here deary."
Hermione's head turned to Voldemort and like a doll, she stood off the bed and smiled at what appeared to be Tom. "Yes, of course."
"But, first, dance." And almost instantly, her black gown curled around her and turned into a ballet outfit, flat-toed slippers, a tutu, and corset, all made of the black silky cloth that her gown was made out of. Her hair turned straight and was placed in a tight bun, her eyes turning smoky with the dark make-up. She resembled a spin doll that one would use to turn about and music would start as she spun about. Hermione seemed to do just that as music was heard from nowhere and she started to dance like a little doll, her face set to one emotion: fake happiness.
Voldemort laughed maliciously before sending a spell at Remus. Ropes started to wrap around Remus and his body was dragged out to the middle of the room, all the time, he was screaming and right as the door fixed itself, he saw Tonks and Arthur appear at the door, shocked looks on their face.
Remus kneeled in front of the Dark Lord, the man laughing as Hermione finished the song and the silky sleeping gown appeared back, her hair falling back and the make-up disappeared. The same blank look appeared in her eyes and Tom smiled at her. "Come here, love."
"Gladly," Hermione spoke as she smiled, walking over towards Tom, taking his hand and spinning into his arms. Laughing into the face of the nightish beauty, his face turned into a familiar face, but she couldn't place the name. Scars running over the bridge of his nose, hazel eyes and shaggy brown hair jumped into view. He looked older than he seemed and his hand was clasped into hers. Furrowing her eyebrows, she asked Voldemort, "Remus?"
Her blank eyes changed into her normal brown ones and she looked up at into the face of a snake-like man and screamed. Voldemort's face fell and his hand on her waist and hand tightened. "No, it's Tom, remember?"
Hermione struggled against Voldemort, tears flooding her eyes. He threw her to the floor and his wand flashed at her, ropes binding her in the gown. Looking at Remus, her eyes begged for help and all he could was shake her head.
Voldemort flashed the wand over his body, robes appearing over his once naked body. Pointing his wand at Remus, he shouted out, "Crucio!"
Instantly, Remus started to scream into the cloth placed in his mouth and around his head. Hermione faltered, tears streaming harder down her face as she watched Remus suffer from the curse. She couldn't stand it, watching him suffer intolerable pain made her scream out and soon, her rage began to transform her. Tears coursing her cheeks, Hermione transformed into a werewolf, howling madly which made Voldemort turn to look at her, while Remus continued to scream harshly into the cloth. Her bindings broke and the gown ripped apart. Hermione ran at Voldemort, swinging her hand at him. She lashed him in the face. He disapperated out of the room, his voice shouting swears at her.
Her eyes still wild, Hermione looked around to the man lying on the ground, the cloth in his mouth, bindings holding him in place. Slowly, she transformed back into her human form and stumbled forward towards Remus. Hermione broke loose the bindings and took the cloth out of his mouth. Turning him towards her, Hermione hugged him; his head slumped across her shoulder and his body was pushed against hers. Tears started down her cheeks again. In a begging tone, Hermione said, "Remus, stay with me. You've had worse pain. Come on, stay clear minded." She looked at him, his head near her breasts now. Lowering her head, she whispered, "Please don't leave me. Harry needs you and I need you. Please don't… leave me"
She couldn't say die because he wasn't dying on her, he just couldn't be.
Hermione heard the door bang open and looked up, pressing her naked body onto Remus' torn clothed body. Arthur was the first one in, followed by Kingsley and Tonks. Looking at them innocently, she said, "He needs a healer. Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse on him."
Arthur and Kingsley gave a look to Tonks who moved forward, taking her top robe off and placing it around Hermione. Smiling at Hermione, she pulled her up. "Arthur and Kingsley will take care of him. Come with me and we'll get you out of this place."
Hermione watched the men go over to Remus' body and him up. Blinking, she slowly closed her eyes as the memories of spending time with Remus in cabin came flooding at her.
A/N: If ya'll want to know the song Hermione danced to, ask me for my AIM or MSN messenger name (by review). I love the song and it really does seem like a spin doll song. Anyways, as always, R&R please.
