This is the next chapter and I must thank everyone for reviewing and sharing their theories about what is going to happen. I won't say who is right or wrong, I will just simply post the chapters and let you keep on guessing xx.

Black Banshee – Very good theories, but we shall see whether that is the truth in future chapters.

chibi-Clar – I am glad you find this interesting, please keep reading and find out who the creep is.

ChrissTRam – Love your theories! Harry does know Malfoy better than Ron in the sense that he has seen him at his 'lowest point' and knows he isn't evil. Ron just jumps to the wrong conclusion based on what Malfoy used to act like.
Stalker guy is exceedingly creepy, I hated writing that bit but sadly it needed to be in there so you get an idea of how insane the dude is.

Please keep reviewing everyone, it motivates me big time to get the ball rolling on this story.

CHAPTER 9

Hermione

I woke up the next morning to a hand stroking my cheek, opening my eyes was painful as I cried in my sleep and the dried tears stuck my lids closed. When my vision became clear I saw the stalker kneeling next to me stroking my cheek, I couldn't see his face through the bandana and cloak. 'Good Morning my darling, I wanted to be here when you awoke', he then started playing with one of the many tangled strands of my hair 'you are so beautiful when you wake'. He then stood up and held a hand out for me to take so he could help me out of bed. I didn't take his hand and went about helping myself up, this didn't go over well and I felt him grab me by the hair and pull me from the bed in anger.

Crying out in pain he threw me onto the cold concrete floor, 'Why are you acting like this? I have gifted you with an expensive nighty, a delicious meal with dessert and I gave you a romantic dance. Because of your stubbornness I had to make you eat, make you drink and make you dance with me, do you have any idea how insulting it is when you don't even wear the clothes I provide?' he then waved his wand and a burgundy dress appeared on the bed it was floor length with a slit up the right leg that went to the very top of my thigh. It was tight fitted and looked expensive. 'You will change into this while I am gone, if you aren't wearing this when I get back, I will have to find other methods of educating you.'

He waved his wand again and a plate of bacon and eggs appeared in front of me with a goblet of pumpkin juice. 'Fix your hair' he said with finality and left the shed in frustration, I stood up from the concrete and rubbed my head where my hair was pulled and went to sit at the table. Fresh tears coated my cheeks as I ate the meal provided, I struggled to keep it down but if I didn't eat he could turn even more violent. I needed to bide my time until I figured out a way to escape.

When my plate and goblet was empty they disappeared with a pop and I walked over to the sink and since I didn't have a brush I had to find another way of fixing my hair. I bent my head over the sink and ran the water, I didn't have hot water so it was quite bracing. When my hair was wet I lifted my shirt over my head and began soaking up the extra water with the shirt and when the shirt was drenched I took it off and my hair fell in wet curls that framed my face. Running my fingers through my hair. I did my best to remove all the knots, when I felt it was the best I could do I pulled it into a side braid and tied it with the hair tie I originally had in my hair. There was no mirror to help me, so I hoped it was neat enough and turned around only wearing a bra on my top half. Not being able to wear my shirt as it was drenched I walked over to the dress and changed into it. It was so soft and supple on my skin, but it made me feel overly exposed. I couldn't wear a bra with it and so a lot of cleavage was showing and it made me feel sick that this was what he wanted me to wear. I hung my shirt over the edge of the sink to dry and folded my other clothes in a desperate need to try and take my mind off this horror show.

I sat on the bed and looked around my surroundings a bit more but there wasn't much I hadn't already seen the night before, except the boombox was now next to the bed. I figured listening to music should calm me, but when I tried to change it to radio it wouldn't pick up signal. So, I played the tape that was in there and the song that came on was; When a Man Loves a Woman by Percy Sledge. It creeped me out and being that it was a tape, I couldn't skip it and had to listen to the love song that made me want to vomit. I just turned it off and lay on the stretcher bed to cry my eyes out again at the thought of being stuck here forever. Please find me Draco.

Draco

Waking up from my restless sleep in my penthouse apartment for the first time in days felt eerily uncomfortable. I was alone and all I could think about was Hermione and where she could be, had the creep touched her? Standing with a new face of determination I had a quick shower and dressed, Rosie tried to make me eat breakfast, but I couldn't stomach anything knowing that Hermione was still missing.

Arriving back at the Ministry I found Potter and Weasley were still there, they had decided last night that until Hermione was found they would be staying. This gave me some comfort because I knew there were two people here I could trust, I can't trust any of my team except Taylor as he had already watched her previously. When walking into the department I saw that everyone was here, it made me feel sick to think that one of these men has Hermione and are doing unspeakable things to her. I didn't care that I had a face that could kill, I needed the kidnapper to know that I was going to find him and make him pay.

Walking into the Head Auror Office I received several blasts from the past, there stood the Gryffindors Seamus Finnegan, Dean Thomas and Cormac McLaggen. But my gaze ended on my Slytherin best friend Blaise Zabini, he gave me a warm smile and pulled me into a brotherly hug. Pulling out of the hug I asked, 'What in Merlin's name are you all doing here?'

Potter stepped forward and said, 'These are the best Aurors in the British Ministry and they have come on my request to help us find Hermione. Since we don't know who to trust here, figured we could use some backup.' For the first time ever, I saw Potter in a new light, he knew how to bloody do his job.

'Funny that most of them are Gryffindorks' I replied in snide Malfoy fashion, Finnegan laughed at that comment.

'That is because most Snakes don't have the balls to do what needs to be done' Finnegan said with a smirk that impressed me.

'We have the balls Finnegan, it's just we like to play dirty and the Ministry doesn't like an Auror that doesn't play by the rules' retorted Blaise while patting me on the back. 'Now that brings me back, Potter I still think you would've done well with us Snakes with how many rules you broke in school'.

'Nope, out of Ron, Hermione and I it would've been Hermione if there weren't all those blood purist rules. Ever wonder why Rita Skeeter stopped writing trash about her in fourth year?' replied Harry with a smile.

This got my attention, it seems my little bookworm has a sneaky streak. Which I did catch a glimpse of when she spelled all the furniture to prevent them from transfiguring. I hoped she would be using that dangerous side to her advantage right now, and make that creep suffer.

'Well then we best get a move on, the longer we wait, the harder it will be to find her' said Cook who was eying the group of Hogwarts Alumni in wonder. Every single one of these Aurors were at the Battle of Hogwarts and wished that they would work for him. With a team like this they would be able to take on any dark wizard no problem.

'I could try Occlumency to get the information, we could say that it is a training session to fight against it?' I offered with hope because it was the quickest way to get information and there is no need for Veritiserum. I am uncommonly skilled in this magic and would very much love to see what lies in the minds of all these idiots.

'I wouldn't be opposed to that Malfoy, but you will need permission from both your Head Auror and the Australian Minister of Magic' replied Potter.

'Could you get me a meeting with Minister Fraser?' I asked Cook who nodded and rushed over to his desk to write me a letter detailing the urgency of my visit. Even using the Golden Trios names to really grip the Ministers attention. I just hoped that I would be granted the permission so I could find her. About 20 minutes after the memo was sent a reply came with the earliest appointment available being tomorrow at 11.30am. This pissed everyone off because we wanted to get a move on, but for the time being we all decided to run background checks on everyone in the department to see if there are any connections.

Hermione

I don't know how long I was lying on the bed crying, but when I heard the door open I quickly stood up to find the stalker dressed his normal black garb that covered all his features. He looked me over 'You look ravishing, I have prepared something different for dinner tonight' he waved his wand and two plates and goblets appeared on the table. It appeared to be Carbonara and two goblets full of wine, he gestured for me to take my seat and I did in the hope that he wouldn't use that curse on me again. He raised his goblet and I knew if I didn't cooperate it would be hell and he said, 'To us', he clinked our goblets together but I didn't say a word. His eye seemed to twitch at my unwillingness to repeat the phrase but ate his meal. The dish was tasty, but I tried my best not to enjoy it because it was made by a psycho.

When the meal and wine was gone, he replaced the plates with two different slices of cake. One was a devil's food cake and the other was a delicious sponge cake, we took a few bites before he put a little of his devil's food cake on his cake fork and leant over the table to feed it to me. Feeling sick to my stomach I put my cake fork down and backed away from his gesture hoping that he wouldn't force it. That was my mistake, he cast a quick 'Imperio' and forced me to eat from his fork making sure my lips touch the fork. But that wasn't all he did, he forced me to feed him a bit of my sponge. I wanted to vomit the meal up then and there.

When dessert was over, he started the music up like the night before. This time it was a slower song Lady in Red by Chris de Burgh, he had to curse me to obey him again and pulled me close and took one hand in his and kissed the back of it while swaying to the music and singing along softly in my ear. He used his other hand to caress every inch of my bare skin. When the song was over he waved his wand and the black nightie from last night appeared again and I knew I had no choice but to wear it. He kissed my neck softly making me want to scratch the skin off that spot and wished me a good night.

It was at that moment I felt a strange cramping in my gut, it must be all the stress. I cried from all that had transpired as I took off the dress and changed into the black nightie that felt like I wasn't wearing anything. Climbing under the covers, I again cried myself to sleep.

Draco

Not wanting to go back to my empty apartment, I decided to grab a drink with Blaise and catch up otherwise I would be out of my mind with worry. We met at the local Wizard Pub Fires breath, we sat in the corner with a goblet of firewhiskey.

'I am surprised at you mate, you finally were able to realize your feelings for Granger' said Blaise who was eying his friend with amusement.

'No idea what you are talking about Zabini, my feelings are only from recently when I became reacquainted with her'.

'Bullshit Draco, you have loved her since she slapped you in third year. On top of that, in fourth year she came to the Yule Ball looking incredible. Pansy hated you that night because you didn't pay any attention to her, your eyes were glued to Granger. At one point I thought you were going to bound over there and kill Krum with your bare hands.'

I huffed in annoyance, he knew the whole time that I had a thing for Granger. 'Ok, you want to the truth?' Blaise nodded and I continued, 'I fucking love her, she is one of the reasons I moved half way across the bloody world because I didn't want to see her all over the Daily Prophet on the arm of the Weasel.'

'Well it is about fucking time mate, now all you have to do is find the bird and tell her exactly how you feel about her. Marry her and have little bushy-haired Malfoys of your very own.'

I glared at him and retorted, 'We shared one great night Blaise, I don't even know if she feels the same way about me.'

'Then save her from this psycho, sweep her off her feet and she will have to love you.'

'She isn't the type Blaise, she hates being the damsel in distress and hates being one upped by someone.'

'Then it seems you have your work cut out for you mate, glad I don't have to deal with that bull. Currently been between the legs of 2 different women this week, but while I am here I may as well taste the Australian delicacies available.' Blaise was looking across the room to a group of barely clad Witches sipping on their cocktails.

Rolling my eyes, I rose from the table and said, 'Well I will leave you to your adventures Blaise, but remember I need you to have a clear head tomorrow. See you at 9am.'

Walking out of the bar I headed for my apartment, when I arrived Rosie was pacing the room looking exceedingly concerned 'What is it Rosie?'

'Master Draco, where is Miss Hermione?'

'I don't know Rosie, me and a team of Aurors are searching for her. Why do you ask?'

'Your Mother has sent a copy of the family tapestry and I think you need to see it'

Feeling a sudden unease, I followed Rosie into the living room where the rolled-up tapestry lay on the coffee table. I unrolled it so that I could see the bottom of it. There was a line connecting me to a new name Hermione Granger, but what made me instantly feel sick was the line that went down to an empty box. The tapestry was able to determine if a Malfoy bride or significant other is pregnant from the time of conception. The tapestry fell from my hands and I clenched my fists till I felt my nails dig into my palm and fell to my knees, tears falling from my cheeks. Hermione was kidnapped by a psycho stalker and was pregnant with my child. I needed to find her as soon as possible before this psycho hurts either of them. Knowing I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight I got up and continued the background checks on everyone in the department. I needed to save my family.

I woke feeling a prodding on my arm, opening my eyes I realise that I am on the couch covered with files and Rosie is gently poking me awake. Stretching I look at the time and realise it is 8.30am shit I cast a quick scourgify on myself and change into some fresh robes and head straight for the Ministry. When I arrive I find Potter, Weasley, Finnegan, Thomas, Zabini and McLaggen in Cook's office going over more files. There was a board set up on the far wall behind Cook's desk that had all the suspects. Their alibis and everything there are to know about everyone, Jones, Lee and Smith didn't have that much information about them. Not even a home address. Instant red flag for me so I decided that when I delved into their mind, that I was going to find every detail I could about these arseholes.

'Malfoy you look like shit, are you alright?' I turned to see Harry looking very worried, I needed to talk to someone about this and the only one I could trust with this information was my former enemy.

'Potter, can we talk privately?' he nodded and I led the way to the roof where there was a beautiful view of the city. I cast a silencing charm over the area so that only Potter and I could hear 'I have found some information about Hermione that I cannot tell anyone else about. Not even the Weasel, I need you to do a Wand Oath so that only I can reveal the information when necessary.'

Nodding Potter pulled out his wand and when our wands lit up as they touched I told him 'Hermione is pregnant with my child.'

Potter's jaw fell open in shock, but recovered enough to ask; 'How can you be sure if you haven't seen her?'

'The Malfoy Family Tree is updated as soon as the Bride or Significant other conceives', I summoned the tapestry and showed Potter who instantly went sheet white. I sent the tapestry home straight away to prevent it falling into the wrong hands.

'At least we know she is alive and so is your baby, but for how long? I will pull some strings and make sure we don't have to confirm anything with the Minister from now on as there isn't time for waiting like this. No wonder you look like shit Malfoy, it was smart not involving Ron. He still doesn't trust you enough, but he will with time. Weasley's can be stubborn, just don't tell my wife I said that!'

'Wife? So, you married your little girlfriend from second year, did you?' I asked with a smirk trying to block out the unimaginable pain I am in.

'Yes, and we have a son, James Sirius' he replied with a smile.

'Congrats Potter, I hope after all this is over that Hermione and I get the chance you and Ginny had and I get to hold my son or daughter' I felt the tears fall down my cheeks and it killed me that Potter was seeing me at this vulnerable moment. It was then that I remembered he had seen me in the Astronomy Tower at the other lowest point in my life and thought damn, who would've thought Potter and I could share an understanding like this?

Thank for reading, I hinted earlier on in this chapter about the pregnancy when Hermione felt a strange cramp. From research I found out that sometimes you can feel the egg get fertilized, figured I would use it to drop a little clue. Please Review.