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Hermione screaming was muffled by the hand covering her face. Her eyes hardened when she saw who it was. Severus Snape.
"Quiet Miss Peverell." He growled. Hermione pushed his arm away.

"What are you doing!?" Hermione asked loudly.

"Keep your voice down Miss Peverell. The Dark Lord has many ears and eyes in this manor, so keep your mouth shut."

"First tell me what your doing."

"I'm sending Nymphadora back to the Order." He said walking back to the bars.

Hermione seemed stunned. "Excuse me?"

"You heard."

"But..but you killed Dumbledore, y...you... Who's side are you on?"

"Never mind that. I'm just sending her back."

Hermione watched as he took the enchantments off her chains before hoisting her up.

"Are you just going to stand there like an imbecile or help?" Snape barked.

Hermione glared at Snape and then got under one of Tonks's arms.

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"Why are you sending her back, won't Voldemort find out it was you?" Hermione asked while stumbling with Tonks out to the garden.

"I'm sending her back because, the Order made a mistake. This is a warning for them. Next time I won't help. And no The Dark Lord won't find out it was me because I have thought ahead miss Gra..ahh..Peverell."

"So you are working for the Order?"

"Not necessarily."

"What? Your not making any sense." Hermione snapped.

They stumbled outside the Iron gates and lay Tonks's body on the ground.

"I wouldn't expect you to understand such a difficult situation like this. I don't let anyone know what side I'm on, If I did, i'd most definitely be dead by now." Snape bent over and grabbed a hold of Tonks's limp arm.
"Where are you going?"

"The Weasleys, the only place the Order would find her before the Dark Lord doe's-"

"I have to go too?" Hermione blurted out.

"No." Snape answered sternly. "If you tell the Weasleys whats happening to Hogwarts this year, they'll spread the word and no kids will attend. Then The Dark Lord will know he has a snitch, and he'll pluck off the suspects one by one until he finds you. And do you know what'll happen?"

Hermione nodded. She rubbed her arms for warmth in the chilly air.

"Go back inside." Snape ordered before apparating.

Hermione hugged herself for warmth and trudged back up to the manor. She opened large door quietly and stepped in, the loud drunk deatheaters could still be heard echoing through the house. She crept past the portraits who were blissfully sleeping and down the hallways. Two figures hunched together whispering made her heart jump. She sprang back around the corner and listened harder.

"-Reckon she'll get far?" A first voice asked.

"Who?" A gruff voice said.

"Who do you think? That little Macnair girl."

"Ah. I dunno'. Maybe Walden'll give her a few pointers-"

"No." The first voice said dismissively. "You know he don't like Jenny. Why would he like her daughter?"

"Sorry for 'avin' a voice..." Their bickering voices trailed off around the corner at the end of the hall.

Walden hated Hermione's mother. She knew they had a falling out but, he hated her. Did that mean he hated her too?

She saw the way he eyed her that night. No emotion whatsoever in his hollow eyes. Hermione shook her thoughts and rushed back to her bedroom and locked the door. She felt like collapsing on the ground for the night. She was so weak and tired.

Not bothering to change she slumped down on the violet silk covers and fell asleep.

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Hermione awoke from a loud banging noise on her door. She dragged herself out of bed and staggered over to the door.

When she opened it Narcissa rushed in and closed the door behind her.

"What? Whats wrong?" Hermione asked seeing that Narcissa was panicking.

"D..did you go down to the Dungeons last night?" Narcissa asked nervously. The events that happened the night before all flooded back to her. "Uh..No."

"Your sure?"

"Yes. Why what happened?" Hermione asked walking over to her window.

"Nymphadora's escaped."

"Really?" Hermione asked trying to keep her voice casual.

"They found the dungeons empty last night, Yaxley was meant to be on guard duty but he was found unconscious."

"That's why your so worried?" Hermione asked turning around.

"The Dark Lords called a meeting, he's in a beastly mood from what i heard from Bella. That's why you need to get ready now."

'Oh no, he's calling a meeting. He definitely suspects something.'

After Narcissa had left Hermione, she had a quick shower and got ready in a rush.

Her stomach was twisting all morning, but she didn't know why. Maybe it was because she knew who did it and would get into trouble as well. Or Voldemort would naturally assume she did it, because of her closeness to Tonks.

Whatever it was, Hermione had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach about it.