1Hermione awoke when water was thrown on her. Hermione jumped and shook her head. She couldn't see, she tried rubbing her eyes to focus her vision.
"So nice of you to join me Hermione." The man said.
Hermione squinted to try to see who was standing in front of her.
"Do you like my little concoction? It is a little more potent that what I figured it would be, but it got the job done all the same. Don't worry, it will be wearing off quite soon." He told her.
In fact it did. Not even a minute later, her vision cleared up. She looked up at him. It was the bartender.
"Who are you?" She asked.
"That's right, I forgot that I was still in costume. Let me switch." He told her.
He brought out a wand, and said something that she couldn't hear, and the bartender faded into...
"Ronald Weasley! You, you are the one that has been stalking me?" She asked him.
"I'm actually very surprised that you haven't figured it out before now. You did used to be the smartest witch back at Hogwarts. I think that moving over here, and doing movies and photo shoots has made your brain go to mush. I mean, do you realize how long it took you to figure it out that it was me? I was sure that you were going to figure it out while we were talking at Babylon." He said.
"I can't believe that you would do this to me Ronald! Why did you do this to me? I thought that we were friends!" She said.
"Friends! Friends! How can you think that? For the past ten years, I haven't gotten one letter from you! You just picked up and ran away! Did you even read any of my letters?" He asked her.
Tears sprung into her eyes.
"Of course I did Ron, but it just hurt too much to write you back. I wanted to forget all of the memories of the war, and Harry's death. I couldn't deal with it." She said.
"For ten years you couldn't deal with it?" He asked her.
"I am so sorry Ron." She told him.
"Yeah, I can tell how truly sorry you are Hermione! I catch you in bed with Malfoy, and then I see you snogging with Zabini in the pool! I mean come on Hermione! Slytherins? You leave home, move over here, and jump in the sack with the first Slytherin that stops by your house?!" He asked her.
"Ron, it's not like that!" She said.
"You could've fooled me!" He said.
"Come on, Ron, I've been having nightmares since the war, they've been awful! Do you know what I've been through?" She asked him, tears falling down her cheeks.
"Yes, Hermione, I do know, but I got through it, with the help of my friends. You would have gotten through it, with everyone's help." He told her.
"I tried Ron, I really did." She said.
He walked over to her with a gentle smile on his face.
"Hermione, why don't you come back home with me? You will feel much better if you come back with me. We will be much happier with me, back where you belong." He told her.
She looked into his eyes.
"Oh, Ron, I don't know. I've tried so hard to get over all of this, everything. I don't know if I have enough strength to do anything else." She said.
"Hermione, we belong together! You and I are one of a kind, everyone in school always knew that we would get together. Now, let's go!" He told her, he was starting to get mad.
"Ron, I am not that person anymore. I have changed! I am not that know-it-all book worm, the person that always raises her hand in class and can give you every single question that a teacher will ask. I lost her when I went through the war, I changed with the war." She said.
Ron got a little more mad with every word she spoke. By the time she was done, he was seeing multiple shades of red.
"Hermione, we are leaving, and we are leaving now!" He told her.
Ron was through with the niceties. He roughly picked her up and stood her up.
"Ronald, let me go, you are hurting me." She told him.
"Hermione, you are coming with me, and you are going to come quietly. I am not telling you once more." He told her.
She was able to wrench her arm from his grip.
"I am not going with you, now or ever." She said.
"I am losing patience with you Hermione!" He told her, grabbing both of her shoulders and shaking her.
She managed to wriggle free, and she gave him a slap across his face. He stumbled backwards, and his hand went to his cheek. If possible, he was even more mad.
He walked over to her, and she was scared. The viciousness that she saw in his eyes, made her petrified of him. She took a step back from him.
"You will never do that to me, ever again! You will come back home with me, and we will be married, like everyone had thought we would." He told her.
Her mouth dropped opened, and she was shocked. He was telling her that she was going to marry him, and she didn't have a choice in any of this, well, yeah right! She wasn't going to do what he told her to do.
"Are you crazy? I am not going to do that! You do not have any say over me or what I do." She told him.
That was the last straw for him.
He struck her against her cheek, she fell down, and the tears started anew. Ron had actually hit her. She almost fell, but she regained her balance. She knew that she needed to get away from him, and get to either Draco or Blaise, they would help her, but first she needed to get away from the raging man in front of her. She looked for her escape, and found it, but she needed to side step Ron to get to it.
He laughed when he figured out what she was trying to do.
"You are not going to get by me, you will be coming with me, whether you like it or not." He told her.
"No." She said.
He came even closer to her. She was desperate, she was ready to do anything, just to get away from him. When he got up to her, she decided that she would try anything to get her freedom.
She took a deep breath, cocked her fist back and swung. It was a good thing that he wasn't expecting her to do that, but it gave her the time that she needed to get away. She ran out of the shed, and out onto the lawn. She was glad that he hadn't taken her off of the grounds, it would be much easier for her to find Draco and Blaise.
She was running, and she made the mistake of looking back to see where Ron was. While she looked back, she tripped and fell, she crawled to her feet and ran again. She was closing in on the pool, and back patio when he popped up in front of her. She screamed and skidded to a halt.
"Hermione, why are you running like a muggle? You do know that you are a witch right? Or has living like a muggle screwed with your mind?" Ron asked her, with a nasty smirk.
"Ron, do you not realize that I was muggle born?" She screamed at him.
"You might have been born a muggle, but you have graduated from Hogwarts as a witch. This makes you a full witch." He told her.
"Ron you need to calm down." She said.
She suddenly heard a 'pop' from behind her. She spun around, and her jaw dropped. Lucius Malfoy was standing right behind her.
"Malfoy, I was wondering when you were going to show and join in all the fun." Ron said.
She turned back to Ron. What was going on here?
"Ron, since when did you start working with Malfoy?" She asked him.
He gave her a sadistic smile.
"Since the very beginning. He wanted to find you, as did I, both of us had our reasons for finding you, so we got together. Granger, I believe that you and I have some unfinished business to take care of." Malfoy told her, giving her a smirk.
"I can't believe that you went to Voldemort's right hand man to get to me! Ron are you crazy." She yelled at Ron.
"I had to do something drastic to get to you. I was running out of options, and he wanted you almost more than what I wanted you. Which is interesting enough." Ron told her.
"Now, let's get back to us. Weasley, when I am finished with her, you may have her." Malfoy told Ron.
"Excuse me, but I don't think so, Malfoy she is mine, you were just here to help me to find her." Ron told him.
Hermione found that this was a great time to get out of there. They weren't paying attention to her, but they were fighting with each other. She wasn't going to run this time, but do it like a true witch would do it. She disapparated, and apparated in her bedroom. She knew that she didn't have much time, she needed to find the guys and get out of there. The guys weren't in her room, she ran to their rooms and still didn't find them. She was starting to freak out. She needed to find them, and fast. She apparated down to the servant's quarters.
"Jenna, Jonathon, come here." She called.
"Yes miss?" Jenna asked.
"Jenna, have you seen Draco and Blaise any where?" She asked her.
"They just left here, looking for you. What's going on miss?" Jenna asked.
"Don't worry, did they say where they were going?" She asked.
"No miss, they didn't, but they were scared." Jenna said.
"Damn it! Jenna, I need you to get everyone out of the estate. If you see Draco or Blaise again, tell them that Lucius Malfoy and Ron Weasley were the ones that were the ones that were doing everything. Don't worry about what it means, they will know. Now, you need to get everyone out of here and fast!" Hermione said, getting hysterical.
"Yes miss, right away." Jenna said.
Hermione left the quarters, and looked both ways, just to make sure neither Malfoy or Ron was on her trail. She didn't see either of them. She disapparated to the basement, but didn't find them. They weren't in the attic, any of the guest bedroom, the bathrooms or any where. She had one last place that she could try. She apparated into the kitchen. They weren't there either. Where the hell were they? She needed to find them, desperately needed to find them.
She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down.
"Looks like you are out of places to hide." It was Ron, and he was standing at the entrance of the kitchen.
"Ron, stay away from me, I mean it!" She yelled at him.
"You do not tell me what to do Hermione." He told her.
He took a step to her.
"I am not going to stay here, for you to badger me and hurt me. I am leaving." She said, and she disapparated before he could grab her. She apparated next to the pool. She caught a glimpse of Draco and Blaise heading into the shed that she had woken up in. She started running to them, she got halfway there, and was grabbed. A hand covered her mouth so she couldn't scream for help. She felt hopeless, and tears started falling from her eyes and falling down her cheeks and onto her captor's fingers.
"No one is going to help you now Granger." Malfoy said silkily into her ear.
Malfoy shut his eyes and took a big sniff of her. He dragged her towards the bushes, she tried screaming, but Malfoy's hand was muffling the sound.
"No one is going to save you now Granger." He told her.
He pulled a dagger from his pocket and put it against her throat.
"Now, I am going to take my hand off of your mouth, an you will not scream, or else I will slit your throat. Do you understand me?" He asked her.
She nodded.
"You are a good little witch." He told her.
He took his hand off of her mouth and slid it down to her shoulder.
"Now, I know that you think that I was going to kill you when I captured you ten years ago. You were wrong though. Oh, you don't know how wrong you were. I was going to make you mine, to keep. No, I wasn't going to kill you, I was going to take you back with me. Now that I got you, I am going to keep you, Weasley was just to help me find you, and corner you. I wasn't going to let him take you. I had no intention of doing that." He whispered in her ear.
She felt nauseous.
"No." She whispered.
He licked her from the bottom of her earlobe to the nape of her neck.
"Yes, now, I am going to move the dagger from your throat, but I advise you not to make a sound, or I will stab you." He told her.
She nodded.
"You definitely are a smart witch." He said with a laugh.
He moved the dagger from her throat to the middle of her back. He began feeling her up and she felt like she was going to throw up.
She decided to take a chance, and she elbowed him hard in the solar plexus. He doubled over in pain. She took this opportunity to run for Draco and Blaise. She looked back at Malfoy and saw that he was getting back onto his feet. Once again, that was her big mistake, she tripped once more. She could tell that malfoy was getting closer to her. She looked towards the shed, and saw that the two guys were still in the there. She had to make a choice, either get back up and run, or scream. She knew that if she tried to get back up on her feet, Malfoy would catch her again, and she might not get Draco and Blaise's attention, she would be dead first. She made the decision to take the latter.
She opened her mouth and belted out a loud, blood curling scream. In an instant, Malfoy was on top of her, pinning her down. He turned her over on to her back and covered her mouth. The dagger was in his hand once again. He put it to her throat once again. He smiled down at her.
"That was the wrong move Granger. Now do not scream, or you will die." He told her.
She nodded.
"What the hell were you thinking, you must not value your life." He said to her.
"I had to give it one last try." She said hoarsely.