Draco, Hermione and Voldemort were the only ones left behind. Voldemort ordered every deatheater to leave except for them two.

Voldemort was standing infront of the fire, Nagini at his feet. Draco and Hermione were opposite each other at the end of the table, waiting for the snake-like man to speak.

"The reason I have made you two stay is because," He turned his head toward the large window. "This year I will make history. Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry will be under my control." He declared. Hermione looked confused at him, as did Draco.

"Since Dumbledore's death," He shot a glance at Draco. "Hogwarts new Headmaster hasn't been hired, until now. Severus Snape will be the new headmaster of Hogwarts."

Hermione's mouth dropped. How can the ministry let Snape be headmaster, surely they would of thrown him in Azkaban if they knew where he was. It didn't make sense.

"But.. What about the ministry?" Hermione asked. Voldemort seemed amused.

"The ministry is under my control darling." Voldemort smirked. "I have spies in there you'd never thought imaginable. No one knows anything about this, so it will all be a big surprise for the children and the parents" His lips curled into an evil smile.

Hermione cleared her throat and looked at her badly burnt arm.

"The reason I need you two is, I know some children this year will... rebel against me when they find out what their precious school has come to. I need you two to, reinforce the rules by any means, as long as it puts them in a straight line. Lock them up, hex them, beat them if necessary."

"You can't expect us to do that to little children-"

"SILENCE." Voldemort barked. Hermione jumped and glared at him.

"I expect you to follow orders, Peverell. Unless you'd prefer go your life without seeing your parents, by all means disobey me. Just remember that you are mine, wherever you go."

Hermione's breathing became shorter and her head was spinning, she hated the thought of never seeing her parents again. She also hated what her first mission was about to be.

"Now, you will receive more details as the new school year nears. You are dismissed."

Hermione roughly pushed the chair out and stormed out of the dining room.

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Hermione stomped towards the dungeons, at least she could warn Tonks. And Tonks could warn the Weasleys and any other children to not return to Hogwarts this year.

"Granger!" Draco called after her. Hermione looked back, Draco was walking fast behind her.

"What do you want Malfoy?"

"Where are you going?"

"Where do you think I'm going? I'm going to free Tonks."

"Your mad! What if the Dark Lord finds out, he'll murder you-"

"If he finds out. And he won't unless you tell him." Hermione said stopping and facing the blond. "Malfoy, I need to do this. I have to warn everyone. If I don't... who knows what'll happen."

"Look, you can't just go and set prisoners free, that'd not how it works-"

"Well how does it work Malfoy? Am I just supposed to let her die?"

Draco didn't say anything but swiftly moved past her and blocked the stairway.

Hermione growled and rushed up to her room. She slammed the door, causing pain to her left arm.

"Oww, ow, ow." Hermione hissed holding her wrist. She rushed into the bathroom and ran her wrist under cold water. It helped, a little bit.

She stayed up into the night trying to soak everything in. She wondered if Harry and Ron would return to Hogwarts. She hoped they wouldn't, she hoped no-one would. Hopefully seeing that Dumbledore is gone, parents won't send their kids back to school. Although it was a long shot. In the parents eyes they think that their children would be safer at Hogwarts then at home.

Her eyelids suddenly felt very heavy, she let out a huge yawn and curled up in a ball on the violet couch.

She was in a dark room, like the dungeon she was held in for that short time. She was holding a wand and she felt the heavy hood over her head.

"CRUCIO!" Someone yelled. She turned her head and saw Draco, his wand pointed at the ground at a person writhing in pain.

"Tell us Weasley!" He snarled. "Wheres Potter?"

Ginny looked up at the both of them. "Hermione please! Please Hermione! Ple..aaghh." She let out a blood curdling scream.

Hermione jumped back.

"Tell us Weasley, unless you want to end up like your pigheaded brother."

Hermione's chest sunk. "What?" Her voice sounded eerily strange. "Ron's dead?"

Draco's silver eyes pierced into her. "You should know, you killed him, didn't you?"

"I couldn't of I..I."

"You've had enough warnings Weasley." Draco directed his wand right at the redhead.

Hermione tried to yell out but she couldn't, the words never made it out of her mouth.

"Avada Kedavra." A blinding flash of light filled the dungeon.

"...Aaghhh." Hermione sat bolt upright. She was panting for breath and she was drenched in sweat.

'It was just a dream.' she repeatedly thought to herself. She knew it was a dream, but she didn't want to let her situation get to that.

Soon she would be doing things like that, torturing her own friends, killing them. She smoothed her hair back from her face. Her hands were shaking violently, as was her body.

If only she could warn the Order. Then she'd know that everyone was at least a little bit safer than at Hogwarts. She leapt to her feet, forgetting her drowsiness from just waking up.

Hermione trotted down the hallways of the large manor. It looked terrifying at night, the eerie shadows of the trees coming through from the windows. She heard drunk jeering of deatheaters in the dining room. She quietly crept past everyone and headed to the dungeons.

She outstretched her arms until both touched the walls and slowly started walking down the cold steps.

She felt cobwebs stick to her face and felt like every step she took she would be falling to a painful injury. Finally she reached the bottom step, it was pitch black but she could make out the steel door. She reached out like a blind woman and felt the handle. Surprisingly it wasn't locked. The steel door opened with a creak, a single torch was lit and she saw Tonks leaning against the stone wall, her hair a mousy brown color. She walked toward the bars surrounding Tonks and watched her.

She heard faint footsteps coming from behind, she whipped around and her mouth was instantly covered and her body pushed against the opposite wall.