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frozenfiery: this is a two-parter, like the movies. It's not finished. You'll just have to wait until July. Hehe.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does.

Anyway, thanks for reading this. This is the last chapter of part 1. Hope you'll read part 2 in July.

Hurting

"Hello, beautiful," Scabior said to Hermione. "Snatch them!"

Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and was about to take off when Greyback grabbed her and turned her around so that she faced Harry, ripping her hand out of his in the process. One of the Snatchers waved their wand and the two teenagers' wands flew out of their hands and into his. "Oh, no, you don't, girlie!" Scabior sneered walking towards her. It was a repeat of what happened at Godric's Hollow. Although, this time Harry doubted they would get out of this one.

"Stay away from her!" Harry said firmly as two Snatchers grabbed his arms once again. "Hold him tight, boys. Remember what happened last time? We don't want a repeat." Harry was forced to watch Scabior walk closer and closer to Hermione. He was two inches from her. "Such a pretty face..." Scabior smirked. He ran a finger down her cheek. Hermione was disgusted. She turned her head and looked at Harry, who was angry beyond compare.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!" Harry growled even angrier than the first time this happened.

Scabior looked at him and backhanded him across the face. "Shut up, Potter!" recognizing him right away from Godric's Hollow. "Your Mudblood girlfriend is going to get the treatment Mudbloods normally get. Accept it!"

"Please, let her go! It's me you want, huh? Isn't that right? Let her go and take me! Do whatever you want with me, but please, leave her alone!" His face stung, but he ignored it.

"No, Muggles are filthy and disgusting, yes...but it's the Mudbloods that make this world filthier. They taint this earth with their blood." He turned to his fellow Snatchers. "We are not taking these two to the Ministry. Grab her bag! Search it!"

Another Snatcher took Hermione's bag from around her and began to look through it. He found the sword of Gryffindor and widened his eyes. "This is pretty."

Suddenly, pop!

They were gone.

Malfoy Manor. That's where they were to go. The home of Lucius, Narcissa, and Draco Malfoy. "Ah, Scabior, finally you've come back. And I see you've brought gifts," Bellatrix said with a happy grin. Her face fell as she realized who they'd caught. "You got him? Harry Potter? And his Mudblood whore? Nice, Scabior, you did good."

"Thank you. He was mating with the Mudblood when I found them. I had to nearly pry her off of him. They were getting rambunctious," he lied, but Bellatrix knew it. She still went with it, looking at the both of them disgusted. Harry blushed, realizing that he had a dream about he and Hermione...doing that.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, naughty, naughty teenagers," she wagged her wand accusingly at them. "Always in heat. Always have the need to mate. A Half-Blood mating with a Mudblood. Making more offspring." She gave a disgusted look. Suddenly, something caught her eye. A glint. A familiar glint. She looked at the Snatcher that took Hermione's bag from her. The one that was now holding the sword of Gryffindor. She widened her eyes and pointed her wand at him. "Where did you get that?"

"I found it in the girl's bag. I reckon it's mine now," he replied to her smiling to himself.

"You thief! That's mine!" she yelled and waved her wand. The sword flew into her hand from his and he fell to his knees in pain. "Are you mad?" he exclaimed and she released him from her spell.

"Mad bitch," he hissed but she ignored it and turned to the two captives. She smirked at them. "You've stolen something of mine, haven't you?" she asked Hermione, who didn't reply. "You took something out of my vault!" she screamed in Hermione's face. The young woman flinched at the scream.

"Everyone out! Put the baby Potter boy in the cellar! I need to talk to the Mudblood. Girl to girl!" she yelled to the others.

"No!" Harry yelled and struggled against his holders again. "Hermione! Hermione!" The two Snatchers that held him led him down a flight of stairs to the cellar of the Malfoy Manor. They threw him in and quickly locked the wrought-iron door. Harry jumped to his feet and ran to the door. Too late. "No! HERMIONE!" He watched the two men go back up the stairs. "HERMIONE!"

"Harry...? Is that you?" he heard a familiar voice behind him. He turned around and gasped at who it was.

"Luna? Wh-what are you doing here?" he asked her. He saw two other bodies in the cellar. One was Mr. Ollivander, the wand-maker that gave Harry his wand his First Year at Hogwarts. The other was Griphook, a Gringotts goblin.

"They kidnapped me. They didn't like what Daddy was writing. Ron tried to fight them off and escaped. He tried to help me escape, but they took me at the last minute. What are you doing here? They found you?" she asked him getting closer and giving Harry a view of her. Her blonde hair was untidy. Her face was sweaty and she had a few cuts on it.

"Ron?" Harry asked confused.

"Oh, he didn't tell you?"

"I haven't seen Ron in months, Luna."

"Oh, right, well, he and I are together. He likes pudding, so I made him pudding. Then we were ambushed. He saved my life, you know."

Harry thought Luna and Ron were a strange couple, but it was very nice to see how perfect Luna was for Ron. She was very patient and could deal with his temper tantrums. She was strange and eccentric, but Ron must have liked her nevertheless.

"Listen, they have Hermione. And we need to get out of here. Before they call...him," he said.

"Now, be a good, little girl and cooperate. Okay, Mudblood?"

Hermione laid on the ground with her arms spread wide. Bellatrix was sitting on top of her, holding her arms down and whispering in her ear. Hermione was scared. Scared of what was going to happen to her. Scared of what was going to happen to Harry. "That sword is meant to be in my vault. How did you get it?" Hermione cried again. "You and that boy took it from my vault, didn't you?"

"Please...please...I didn't take anything," she sobbed. It was partly true. She and Harry did find the sword of Gryffindor, however, they did not take it from her vault. If they didn't, then who did?

Bellatrix scoffed and grabbed the younger woman's left arm. Hermione began to feel a burning on the underside of her arm. She screamed at the top of her lungs in pain.

"HERMIONE!" she heard her best friend and love of her life call out to her.

Harry heard the screaming from outside the cellar. "Hermione..." he whispered and a tear rolled down his cheek. "HERMIONE!" He turned to the wall and hit it as hard as he could with the palm of his hand. "Fuck!" They heard a noise from the stairs. Harry ran over to the door and saw Wormtail coming down to them. He held out his wand and opened the door. "Get back, boy!" He pointed his wand to Griphook. "Come, goblin." The goblin waddled over and followed Wormtail up the stairs. The rat-faced man locked the door. "My parents trusted you," Harry told him. "You betrayed them. You gave in. They trusted you."

That statement seemed to hurt him, but he just brushed it off. Suddenly, another scream erupted from the other room. "HERMIONE!" He looked desperately at Luna and Mr. Ollivander. "She's been tortured. She's in pain. Because of me."

"Harry, whatever you think you caused, you didn't. Hermione's being tortured for information. Information she's not giving obviously. She's protecting you," Luna replied.

"Exactly. She's protecting me. She's being hurt because of me because she's protecting me. I can't let that happen to her."

Luna noticed his desperation. She recognized it from seeing Ron act the same way when she was being captured. "You love her, don't you?"

Harry nodded. "Yes. So much. She's...everything to me."

A small pop was heard in the cellar. Harry smiled as he saw Dobby standing there. He looked surprised to see the three of them there. "Oh! Hello, Harry Potter, sir."

"Dobby? You can apparate in and out of here?"

"Yes, only house elves can get past wards. Would you like to go somewhere, sir?"

He smiled, finding his savior in the house elf. "Dobby, I want you to get Mr. Ollivander and Luna out of here. Preferably the Lovegoods' house. They'll be safe there. Make sure to put wards up when you get there." Dobby nodded.

"Hello, sir," Luna said sweetly as he stood inbetween her and Mr. Ollivander.

"'Sir'? Oh, I like her. Meet me at the top of the stairs in ten seconds," he said and then popped away.

Harry heard more footsteps on the stairs again so he ran over to the wall next to the door and flattened himself against it. It was Wormtail again. Probably there to get him. He opened the door and stiffened. His wand flew out of his hand and he fell to the ground unconscious. Harry stepped over him and looked at the top of the stairs and saw Dobby standing there with Wormtail's wand in his hand. "Here, Harry Potter, sir." Harry ran up the steps and took the wand.

"Thank you, Dobby."

"You're very welcome, Harry Potter, sir. Let's go rescue Harry Potter's Miss," he said and popped away. Harry climbed the other stairs and hid behind a pillar. He saw Bellatrix standing by the fire interrogating Griphook. He saw Hermione lying on the floor. She was on her back and did not appear to be moving. "Hermione..." he whispered almost inaudibly. He scanned who else was in the room and he saw all three Malfoys and two Snatchers. Harry saw Bellatrix slice a cut on the goblin's face. But he would not speak.

"Very well, goblin. Take him back to the cellar and bring me the boy. I will expose of the Mudblood."

"Like hell," Harry whispered and jumped out from his hiding place. "Stupefy!" he shouted at the first Snatcher he saw. He was unprepared, so he fell down to the ground unconscious. Then, Harry got in a duel with the other Snatcher.

A moment later, Bellatrix yelled, "Stop!" Everyone stopped and looked at her. Harry's breath caught in his throat. She held Hermione in front of her with a knife against her throat. "Drop your wand, boy, or your whore gets it."

Harry immediately dropped his wand to the ground, staring at his love.

"Look who it is, love," Bellatrix said to Hermione in her ear. "It's Harry Potter. All fresh for the Dark Lord. Call him, Draco."

Draco looked at Hermione and then at Harry. Sure, he didn't like them, but he didn't want to see them hurt. So, he hesitated. Not lifting up his sleeve. His father scoffed at him and raised his own sleeve. But before he could, they all heard a squeaking noise. They all looked up and saw Dobby the house elf unscrewing the chandelier that was hovering over Bellatrix and Hermione. He giggled before popping away and the chandelier started to fall. Bellatrix let go of Hermione and she ran for Harry's arms. He held her against him and grabbed the wand off the ground. "Accio Hermione's bag! Accio wands!" Hermione's bag and his and her wands all flew into his hand. He gave them to Hermione.

"Bloody house elf! You could've killed me!" Bellatrix yelled.

"Dobby didn't mean to kill anyone. Dobby only meant to maim or seriously injure," he said innocently from a ledge behind Harry, Hermione, and Griphook, who had joined them. Narcissa Malfoy raised her wand, but Dobby disarmed her.

"How dare you defy your master!"

"Dobby has no master. Dobby is a free elf and Dobby will protect Harry Potter and his friends."

Bellatrix raised a dagger and threw it at the group, hoping to hit one of them as Dobby apparated them away.

Harry felt a cool breeze as he sat up in the plains at the Lovegoods' house. Hermione lay next to him staring at something on her right. "Hermione...? Are you okay?" She didn't answer, so he followed her gaze. "Dobby..."

The brave house elf was staggering and struggling to stand. "Harry Potter...?" he called weakly. He pulled the dagger that Bellatrix had thrown out of his chest and dropped it to the ground. Harry stood up and ran over to him. "Dobby." He caught him in his arms as he fell. Hermione rushed up next to him. She was in tears. "Dobby..." she stroked his cheek.

"Harry Potter, sir, end this darkness. End this evil. You and Harry Potter sir's Miss were always good to Dobby. Dobby will be forever grateful." He looked at his surroundings. "Such a beautiful place...to be with friends...such a beautiful place." His eyes closed and his heart stopped. And then his body started to lose its warmth. Harry began to cry and Hermione leaned her head onto his shoulder.

"Harry? Hermione?" they heard a familiar voice call. They looked over to the tall house's front door and saw Ron with Luna in his arms. He looked confused as to what was happening. The redhead and the blonde made their way to their friends.

"Oh, no. Is that Dobby?" Ron asked.

Harry nodded. "Yeah." He looked at Luna. "I want to bury him. Without magic. He said that this was a beautiful place. Would you mind if we buried him on your property?"

"No, we'd be honored. We have a perfect spot under an oak tree. Right next to where we buried my mother," she said with a sad smile. "I'll go get the shovel." Even though it was serious, she still skipped away.

It was Hermione that carried the beloved house elf to his final resting place. Right there under the Lovegoods' oak tree next to Luna's mother. Harry thought she was perfect to lay him to rest. For years, she had been trying to free the house elves, but had gotten no such luck. Now she had met one that was free and he had saved her life. Harry dug a hole big enough for him to fit in. Luna's father, Xenophilius, brought out a white blanket to wrap him in. Harry helped her place him in the hole and then they filled the hole back in.

Harry wrote on a piece of bark that had fallen from the tree:

"Here lies Dobby

A free elf"

Harry stuck it in the ground above his grave. "Goodbye, Dobby, and thank you for everything," Harry said and they all stayed there for about a half hour. Just thanking the brave house elf for his courage to defy his masters.

They all stood up and walked toward the house. Harry and Hermione were reminded of the Burrow when they saw the house. Then they remembered that the Weasleys lived a couple of miles away.

"So, Ron, you and Luna, huh?" Harry smirked a bit.

"Harry," he whispered in his ear. "I think I'm in love with her."

Harry chuckled lightly. "I'm happy for you, mate."

They walked into the house and took off their coats. Harry gasped when he looked at Hermione's arm. He saw red seeping through her button-up shirt. "Hermione!" He grabbed her arm gently and looked into her eyes. She looked ashamed and averted her eyes from his. Instead, she looked to the ground and let him see her arm. Harry let go of her arm and took off her shirt. There was a more clear view of the red spot on her arm now on her undershirt. Everyone stood in the house watching him. He looked at her again and then raised her sleeve to her elbow. He gasped.

There. Etched into her skin was the one word Harry despised more than he hated You-Know-Who.

"Mudblood"

Her rich, red blood had dried around it. He looked at her face. She was still looking down at the ground. Ashamed of herself. "Hermione..." he whispered gingerly. "Hermione, look at me." She lifted her head and he saw tears in her eyes. He let go of her arm and cupped one side of her face in his hand. "Listen to me, that word means nothing. It's just a word. A dirty word. It means nothing. Don't be ashamed of what's in your blood. Muggle blood. It doesn't matter what's in your blood. What matters is what's in your heart. Nothing else. Nothing else, Hermione. And I know that what's in your heart is something amazing. Death Eaters and Snatchers. They judge people for what they are. By blood. I pity them. I pity them because they don't know you. They haven't gotten the chance to know you. They didn't even try. Because you're it. You're the reason there is good in this world. You're so beautiful, it makes so many people cry. Your heart is so pure, everything that is bad in this world should be cringing at how powerful it is. And if you think you're going to be ashamed of one fucking word, then you aren't who I thought you were. Because, Hermione, you're better than any of them. No," he corrected himself, "you're better than any of us."

Hermione's heart tore and had resown itself back together at his words. She threw her arms around her best friend's neck and hugged him tightly. Everyone was touched at Harry's words to his best friend. Ron smiled at his two friends. Yes, they were in love. Just very stupid not to do something about it.

Hermione had calmed down and Harry released her and kissed her forehead. He smiled at her, held her against his side, and then turned to Xenophilius Lovegood. "Hello, sir, I'm Harry Potter." He looked just like Luna. He had long blonde hair and dressed like a hippie. Around his neck was a strange necklace. It was a strange symbol. It was a circle with a line in the middle of it and was surrounded by a triangle. Harry held out his hand to the man.

"Xenophilius Lovegood. Thank you for helping my daughter."

Harry nodded. "Er, sir, what is that around your neck?"

Xenophilus looked down at his necklace and said, "Oh, this..." He looked back at Harry and asked,

"Tell me, Harry Potter, have you ever heard of the Deathly Hallows?"

Harry shook his head.

"Alright, everyone sit down, I'll go and make some tea. Then I'll tell you everything you want to know about the Deathly Hallows."

THE END...

...but TBC in part 2 coming in July.

Well, there was part 1. It's finished. Yay! Hope you liked it. I started to get teary-eyed when Dobby died and Harry's speech to Hermione. I think I did well on at least including the Deathly Hallows in this part. Haha. Also, big part for Draco coming soon in p2.

Anyway, I'm not sure what I'm going to do between now and July. I may start on another child story. Haha. I don't know. You'll see soon maybe.

Thanx for reading this! And keep a look out for part 2 in July.

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