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"Professor!" Harry Potter screamed at Dumbledore. "This is getting ridiculous! You can't even keep Hermione safe for a few days! She was just starting to recover! She is going to break before long. Do you have any idea what he wants her for? He wants to make her his DARK QUEEN!"

Dumbledore patted Harry's shoulder, the twinkle gone from his eyes, "Harry, I know this is hard, but we have reason to believe that a student may have given her over to Voldemort this time."
Harry sat there with his fists clenched, tears in his eyes, magnified by his glasses, "Professor, maybe if I offer myself he will let her go."
"Harry, you know that we can't do that," Dumbledore shook his head. "Hermione will be in quite a bind when she gets back, the Ministry is going to be after her for that killing curse."
Harry nodded, "I know, but they can't totally blame her can they?"
"I don't know, Harry," Dumbledore smiled slightly. "Under the circumstances, I believe she will get away with it."
(Back to Hermione)

"My," Karen tsked. "You know if you would at least try to accomodate him sometimes, he wouldn't be so harsh on you."

"I don't care," Hermione sighed. "I would rather he just kill me and get it over with."

"He has other plans for you," Karen frowned. "I feel sorry for you."

Hermione shook her head, "Don't, just be glad it is me and not you. Oh, do you know if they sent my homework?"
"I'll go and ask the Master for you," Karen bustled out of the room. Hermione shook her head.

She wondered if the portal was still there. Surely not. Voldemort was not that stupid. Hermione's head snapped to the door when she heard it opening. Karen stepped in with a cart that had books on it, "They just got it. Master wants you to work in the big hall."

Hermione sighed in exasperation, "I will not. I will work here. No where here is comfortable here, but it is much better here than there."

Karen cringed, "Oh please, do not make me tell him. He'll hurt me."

Hermione nodded her head, "Go to your own room. I will deal with him as I need to."

Karen shook her head, "You will do better to just do as he says and keep as much strength as you can."

Hermione contemplated that, "Alright, I will probably need potion ingredients anyways."

As Hermione walked into the hall she saw the death eaters all over. Many were hiding their faces with their hoods and walking quickly. Hermione sat down at the closest bench she saw and began her homework. She did her best to ignore the taunts and cat calls that were thrown her way. She finally got angry and pointed her wand at a particuarly loud group and muttered, "Langlock." She couldn't hold back the giggle as the men began prying at their faces trying to get their tongues off the roofs of their mouths.

She felt the chill as he walked behind her, "Ah, Hermione, how nice of you. And a giggle as well? My, my you are moving up in intelligence."
Hermione scowled as she glared at him, "I'm only here so that you do not punish anyone else because of me. And a giggle for the dim witted toads you call followers."

Voldemort glared at the group she pointed to, "You BLOODY dumbasses! How does a mere girl tongue tie you?!"
Hermione smiled and then resumed her homework, "You know, it's not their fault they are stupid, in fact it's mine that I am so intelligent."

Voldemort snorted and the flicked his wrist at her, "Crucio."

Hermione fell to the floor, this was the worst one yet, "Now Hermione get up. Do your bloody homework so I can send it to Dumbledore. I am tired of the distraction."

Hermione crawled back to the seat and pulled herself into. She poured herself into her work. She would not get behind no matter how bad it got. As she was reading the potion assignment a grin spread across her face. This was perfect!

The Dynamo Potion gives the taker an immense amount of strength for a week. This potion is said to have kept many wizards alive through trying times.

Below that she found the list of ingredients and directions. She smiled to herself. She might make it out alive after all.

Hermione felt a chill race down her spine and she turned around. She was face to face with Voldemort, "They weren't lying when they said you were serious about your homework. I don't know why you care so much...it's not as if you are going back."

"Seeing as I have not been expelled," she lifted her chin. "I believe that my work is very important. I haven't even taken my N.E.W.T.s. I still have a lot to learn."
Voldemort sneered, "Very well."

Hermione watched him stalk toward the group of Death Eaters who were still trying to get their tongues off the roofs of their mouths. She turned away and set to her homework. She had three very long essays to do, and she had to finish the potion before all of her strength and resolve was gone. She was nearly done with the second essay when she was tapped on the shoulder. Karen smiled gently, "Hermione, It's time for dinner. You will have to finish later."
Hermione nodded and stood up stretching her back. She glanced around the hall fleetingly. It was nearly empty. Most of the Death Eaters had left much earlier to return to the other side of their double life.

Karen helped Hermione put all of her homework onto the cart and pushed it back to her room. As Hermione and Karen reentered the hall, Hermione felt the sudden cold sweep over her, and every memory of happiness she had ever had, seemed to drain away. She shuddered and continued walking, grabbing her wand tightly as she did. Karen felt it too, she had turned a shade of white Hermione had never seen.

When she saw them, looking at her as if waiting she screamed, "Expecto Patronum!"

Her little otter seemed to grow in size and it got rid of five at once. Hermione nodded her head and thanked her patronus in her mind. Voldemort was glaring at her, his red snake like eyes bore into hers and she glared back. Karen was trembling but hurried to Voldemort's side, "S-s-sir, can I get you anything before the meal is served?"
Voldemort smiled cruely, "No. Go and join the rest of the women and you will help serve tonight. We have some very important guests."
Hermione glanced around, but did not turn her head, There was Malfoy, and to her utter suprise she saw Dolores Umbridge, Hermione smiled at her, "Why Professor, I knew you were horrible, but to sink so low as to be a death eater, come now? Surely your dear Fudge wouldn't like that?"

Umbridge was shaking and she turned to glare at Hermione, "Keep out of this you little know-it-all brat! I'll be losing my job!"

Hermione shook her head, "Probably not, you Ministry people are a bunch of retards. No offense to those who do have an inkling of whats going on. Rather sad really."

Voldemort spoke softly, "Crucio."

Hermione felt to the ground from the pain and began convulsing, "Now, now, Hermione, we can not have you speaking harshly to my guests. You see, Dolores here is going to give me some information about the dear aurors."

Hermione didn't raise her wand, but used wordless magic and 'langlocked', 'silencio'd', and actually sewed(like with a needle) Umbridge's mouth shut.

Voldemort raised his eyebrows at Hermione, "You know that is not wise."

Hermione glared at him, "Ask me if I care."

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