Disclaimer: The hamster in my head has quit running and I can not think of a new disclaimer for now. Damn hamster.

Hermione got out of bed at nine o'clock on Saturday. She went through her normal routine: shower, Dobby bringing her breakfast and coffee, read the Prophet and then just read. At one o'clock, as she was reading, her door busted open and Draco and Harry came in. They both had worried looks on their face. Well, pissed looks, but worried too.

She sat her book down and stood up. She started to walk over to Harry and Draco but was stopped by Harry's sudden outburst.

"He has my daughter!"

Hermione looked at Harry and then to Draco. Draco hung his head and Harry went on.

"Your boyfriend's father has Melanie!"

Hermione gasped and stepped back. She then looked at Draco who was looking at her, as though waiting to see what her reaction would be. She then looked back at Harry. She reached up to put a hand on his shoulder to comfort him, but before she could he yelled again.

"We have to find her!"

Hermione nodded, "We will find her. Don't worry. How did he take her?"

Harry shook his head and started pacing, "He must have gotten into the grounds. Casey said that they were going to practice quidditch and she went out early. When they got there her F200 was on the ground with her robes and a note."

Harry thrust a piece of paper into Hermione's hand. She looked at it and gasped. She dropped it and ran to Harry and hugged him. Harry started crying and hugged Hermione back.

"Hermione, she is everything to me. I can't lose her. I love her too much."

"I know. I know."

"I know where he took her."

Hermione and Harry looked at Draco. "What?"

Draco was rummaging through Hermione's books looking for one.

Hermione's brow furrowed. "What are you looking for? I can find it faster than you can."

Draco looked at her and then back to her book shelf, "Do you remember that book I gave you on the Malfoy heritage? I must have given it to you eleven years ago."

Hermione looked like she was thinking then her eyes lit up. "I remember. It would be under the 'D'."

Draco looked confused, "Why would it be under 'D'?"

Hermione grinned sheepishly, "Well, when you left and I got this job here I was alphabetizing my books. When I found yours, I put it under 'D' for dick."

Draco smirked and opened his mouth t reply but Hermione interrupted him, "Not for that reason, hotshot. Just get the book."

Draco turned back to the shelf and skimmed through the 'D's'. He finally found what he was looking for and grabbed it. Then he started looking through it.

He then got to a page and put his finger on it. "This is where he took her."

Hermione grabbed the book from Draco's hand and read what he was pointing at out loud.

"The room of Glory. A room underneath the Malfoy manor used to hold hostages usually against their will. The room spoils them and anything they want is given to them. Soon the hostage with feel at home usually never wants to leave. Octavian Malfoy used this room many times in the 1600's usually on stubborn wives."

Harry, confused, looked up at Draco, "What does that mean?"

Draco looked Harry strait in the eye, "That means that if we don't get to Melanie soon, she will never want to leave. He is trying to take your daughter away from you."

Emerald eyes flashed with anger. Harry ran up to Draco and grabbed his shirt collar. Then he pushed him in to the closest wall.

"Can you get her back!?"

Draco didn't answer. Harry slammed him up against the wall again. "Let me rephrase that. You will get her back!"

Harry dropped Draco and started his way out. He stopped before he made it to the door to turn to Hermione and say, "I have to go and talk to Pansy. I will be back soon and then we will go."

Hermione nodded and he left.


They didn't leave until that night. Late that night. They couldn't. It took them forever to calm Pansy down and to get the plans down. Hermione was going to distract Lucius while Draco and Harry went to The Room of Glory and got Melanie. It was a fool proof plan to the men, but Hermione had had some choice words to say about it.

: Flashback:

"No fucking way!"

Draco looked at Hermione with pleading eyes, "Hermione, please. We need to distract him some how and you are the only one that can."

"You want me to sleep with your fucking father!?"

"No. No, I just want you to distract him. Keep his attention until you get our signal."

"Do you not realize that he wants to kill me?"

"We are going to put an illusion charm on you. Make him think that you are some whore he hired. Please?"

: End Flashback:

Well, she couldn't say no to him so she got stuck with the gross, evil, pain in the ass, dirty old man.

So here they were going to the Malfoy Manor by floo. Hermione fuming the entire time. They flooed into Draco's room. When they stepped in Hermione was looking around at the exquisite room. She was in awe of her surroundings. The room was done in red and black, which was surprising, seeing as he used to always talk about his Slytherin loyalty.

Hermione was gawking at the room when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to look into two silver eyes.

"It is time. We need to get her back before she falls under the spell."

Hermione nodded and Draco tapped her head with his wand and muttered 'inganno.'

They all watched as Hermione's hair became long and black and straight. Her skin became pale and her eyes became violet. She grew about three inches and her breasts became about two cup sizes bigger.

She looked like a whore.

That is what they were looking for.

Sorry but I have to cut it off here. I will go on and finish this later. It will be part 1/part 2 story. Don't worry. I am so sorry for the inconvenience. I love you all.

Toodles

Chocolate hugs and cherry kisses

Nikki