Hello! So, I felt so bad for being so behind on updates for you guys that I am updating now! So, CHAPTER 8!
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They were dragged all the way to Malfoy Manor painfully, their heads butting together with every move. Hermione knew they weren't exactly going to be able to escape now, so she had ceased action, and tried to coax Harry, who was tugging the ropes and bouncing up and down like a hungry baby. The ropes were bound very tightly, and she gagged every time he jumped to action, which was causing her to grow very annoyed with him. Finally, Harry began to redeem his composure and comprehend their predicament, which wasn't exactly good either, as he wouldn't stop apologizing profusely to her, as though he had something to apologize for.
"Shut up!" She half-shouted, finally bursting her cap, "This isn't your fault and even if it was, apologizing isn't going to get us out of this mess! I know what I signed up for and I already told you, I am willing to die for you,"
"But I don't want you to!" He said desperately, "And you're not going to! I'll get us out, I swear!" Hermione sighed, knowing that there was almost no way they could get out of this one, but resisting from voicing it.
The moment Bellatrix saw Harry, she ordered them to be dragged in (she couldn't quite see Harry clearly because of the huge bruise on his face from the bed that had smacked him).
As Frenrir pulled out the sword he must've taken from their tent, Bellatrix went even more ballistic than usual.
"What is that? Where'd you get that from? ANSWER ME, YOU IMBUSULE!" He stared at her with wide-eyes, obviously wondering how she could have such nerve to speak to him in that way. All the same, he mumbled an answer.
"Found it, in their tent," Bellatrix then proceeded in her mad ways to receive the sword and almost killed the werewolf in the act, but she ended up with the sword in hand.
"Cissy, put him in the cellar, while I can have some time to think!" Bellatrix said crazily. "But not the girl!" Harry protested and kicked and punched at being separated from Hermione, but still, some Death Eater grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and tossed him down the staircase into the cellar, shutting the door behind him.
He immediately ran to the door and started pounding on it, wishing it would open, but it didn't budge.
He heard words coming from upstairs, though he couldn't tell what they were, and then-
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHH!
It was one of the loudest, piercing screeches he had ever heard, and the worst part was that he recognized it as Hermione's. He ceased his pointless attempts to break free and switched his focus on getting her out of there alive, because he had promised.
"Harry? Is that you?" Said a voice behind him. It was Luna.
"Luna! What are you doing here?" He questioned.
"Oh, I've been captured." Another shrill screech...
He was close to tears. He wanted to break down the door, he wanted to gag Bellatrix for doing whatever she was doing to his Hermione (as he thought that, a small man in his head stared in shock while wondering 'his Hermione'?, though he chose to ignore it, it was nothing but stupidity now). But it didn't matter what he wanted to do, all that mattered was that he got her out alive. Another scream...
It should be me! It should be me! It should be ME!
Scream...
It was torturing him...
Squeal...
I'm so sorry!
Whimper...
I love you...
Sorry! I can't add more this was supposed to have the next chapter, but you can't just keep going with the story when an I love you is said! Sorry, but I will have chapter 9 up soon! Isn't being sick at school the worst? PLEASE REVIEW!
