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A/N: Another sad chapter... enjoy! :D
10. Bleed
Once Hermione was done with her dinner she headed back up the stairs to her unfinished book.
As she was going up the steps to the second floor of the library, Malfoy came in.
"Granger!"
"Yeah." Hermione said as she turned around.
"I," he began as he put on the cloak he had in his hand "Will be out doing Death Eater business tonight. Here are the rules: One, you don't leave your room. Two, if you need anything call a house elf. Three, don't even think about escaping because I put up charms. And four, you keep your wand with you at all times. There's lots of Death Eaters out there who would love to get their hands on you, and if they knew I'll be out there's no telling of what they might or might not do or what might happen. Got it?" he asked.
Hermione gave a small nod.
"Alright then, do you have your wand?"
"In my pocket." she responded.
"Keep it with you." he said sternly "I put up some charms to stop people from coming in but you just never know, alright?" Hermione nodded again.
"Okay then, see you later." he said as he left.
She heard a pop and realized that she was now alone. Completely and utterly alone... minus the house elf's of course. She quickly went up the stairs, got her book, grabbed two more and rushed out of the library into her room.
Shutting the door, she took out her wand and put a locking charm on it and did the same to the balcony doors. Pulling the balcony curtains she changed into some jammies and then crawled into bed with her books.
Hermione lay up against her pillows, legs underneath her bed covers and book in her hands.
Hermione sighed contently. This was bliss.
An hour later Hermione was reading her second book of choice, she was about to turn to the page when she heard a crash from downstairs that got her on full alert. She would have thought it was Malfoy but he never crashed into things or let anything fall onto the ground. He had this walk that was... refined, refined enough for a guy of course.
Slowly closing her book she listened intently for anymore noise, which there certainly was. She heard a very low going down of stairs which she guessed were the stairs to the basement, and a loud bang of a door opening. Hermione quickly got out of her bed and clutched her wand.
It was obvious... they, whoever it was, was looking for her.
She heard a loud yell that was drenched in disappointment and anger. Whoever it was stormed back up the stairs in anguish.
"Wingardeum Leviosa," Hermione whispered and her wardrobe hovered in the air as she moved it against the door and slowly set it down with her wand just as the person stormed up the stairs.
The bad thing about her room was that it was the first door to the right and a little more down on the left was Malfoy's room. They would look in his room first, then hers.
She heard the person open Malfoy's bedroom door and she ran into the bathroom and closed the door, locked it and then locked it with a spell.
Her breathing quickened as she heard the person slam the door shut and went onward to the next door. She hoped they kept going to the right but, apparently she was out of luck and the person tried opening the door.
"Alohamora!" the person yelled in frustration.
Hermione took deep breaths trying to calm herself down as she heard the person try really hard do push open the door. She felt like going out and pushing the door against the person but knew it was best that she stayed where she was.
The person finally pushed the wardrobe enough to get in.
"Well, well, well," a man said evily "Looks like somebody's trying to hide from me." Hermione could just sense the smirk he had in his face. She heard the guy rummage and then heard steps to the door.
Her heartbeat quickened as the person jiggled the door knob "Alohamora!" the door knob clicked and then the person jiggled it again but because of her locking spell it didn't open. Hermione went to the door and pushed against it. "Alohamora!" the person yelled with more frustration and this time when they pulled on the door knob it threatened to open.
Hermione pushed as much as she could against the door but she was still weak and it was extremely obvious someone was pushing against the door as it opened and closed slightly over and over again, but then the person pushed with so much force Hermione was pushed onto the floor leaving the door open to whoever chose to enter.
"Well look what we have here," Nosh smiled evily "The mudblood."
Hermione got up, "Stay away from me." she warned pointing her wand at him.
"How'd you get a wand?" he spat.
"I... uh - stole it from Malfoy!" she said quickly. She wouldn't dream of telling him Malfoy had bought it for her, she wasn't crazy.
"Then we're gonna have to punish you for it now don't we?" he smirked.
"Stupe-" Hermione began, but he was quicker.
"Accio Wand!" and her wand fell out of her hand into his.
He stepped towards her and Hermione backed away but he ran towards her and pulled her hair.
"Who do you think you are?" he spat "You may be part of the fuckin' golden trio but that doesn't give you any special privileges. You can be queen of the Mudblood's, that doesn't make you anything special, not really." he dragged her by her hair into her bedroom and when she struggled he simply pulled harder.
He pushed her and she hit the wardrobe that was now in the middle of the room and he lifted her back up and threw her once more as her head hit the pointy wooden part of the bed as she fell onto the floor.
She felt coldness trickle down her face and touched the spot and realized she was bleeding, "You bastard!" she yelled.
He pointed his wand at her, mouthed a spell and cuts began to appear which soon began to bleed. Hermione got up and tried to punch him but her took her arm and threw her once more. This time she hit a wall and slid down, he dragged her back up and smacked her, then smacked her once more for good measure.
"You're lucky you haven't been killed yet. Dumb Malfoy, wonder why he keeps you around. Perhaps, maybe for a lay? Ow!" he said as he let go of her and touched his face seeing as Hermione had punched him in the nose.
"Don't you ever say that again you perverted little freak!" she yelled as she kicked him where it really hurt and watched him go down onto the floor in pure agony, but that didn't stop him.
"You're gonna get it now!" he yelled as he tried to get up from the floor, still in pain, and smacked her with such force that Hermione fell.
"Say your last words mudblood" Nosh said as he towered over her wand pointing at her "None? Well then, Avada--"
"What the fuck is going on!"
A/N: Cliffy! I hate cliffy's don't you? Makes you wish you'd review more often, don't they? Wink wink. Okay lol that made no sense but still, reviews are much appreciated. Thank you :)
Also, sorry if this chapter wasn't at its best or more plainly wasn't better, I've never written a chapter like this so it was kinda hard but I did try and gave it an effort.