Hermione struggled in the arms of the snatchers trying to free herself. Then they arrived at where the snatchers were taking them. She thought she knew where they were. She'd never been but she had this feeling in her stomach. Malfoy Manor. What if he was here? What would he do? She realized she'd stopped struggling now. She was walking along in the hopes she might catch glimpse of Draco.
Draco was stood in front of the fire thinking about what the year had been like so far. He had grown a tough outer shell, he'd had too. He turned as he heard the commotion coming from the front door. He saw a bundle of people push their way into the room. He was about to turn away uninterested then he thought he caught a glimpse of familiar curly hair. His heart began to race could it really be her. He tried to look, trying not to be noticed. Then he saw the ginger hair of someone being pushed in behind and he knew it was her and his heart sank. What was she doing here? How had she managed to be stupid enough to get caught by snatchers? Anger rose in his throat.
He saw his mother come racing in too obviously hearing all the noise.
'What is going on?' Narcissa asked him.
'Snatchers.' Was all he said. His attention completely on Hermione.
Hermione didn't take in too much of what was happening around her. How could she when Draco was standing so close to her. She couldn't help but notice the difference in him. His skin paler than she'd ever seen it, his eyes seemed to have lost their light.
Draco just stood there looking at her taking her in. She was disheveled but to him right now she looked like an angel. He was brought back to earth by his aunt asking him if the other boy was really Potter. It was he knew straight away even if the stinging jinx had masked hid his features. Who else would be traveling with Hermione and Weasley? Then his aunt found the sword and she turned. He'd seen his aunt like this and it wouldn't be pretty.
He felt his mothers hand on him pulling him away. Whispering in his ear. 'Come Draco.' He glanced back as his mother dragged him from the room just catching a glimpse of his aunt taking Hermione by the hair. His body turned instinctively wanting to help her, but his mothers grip was strong and unexpected. She pushed him into their library and locked the door.
'Let me go Mother.' Draco said shaking.
'I can't do that Draco.'
'She'll hurt her.' He said through gritted teeth.
'You can't help her now.' She said moving towards him.
That's when he heard her scream. The sound ripped through him and made him sick. He pushed his mother aside not caring about her only wanting to get to Hermione. He rattled the door handle as he heard her scream again. The door wouldn't budge all thought of using his wand, using magic gone his only thought getting to Hermione. He banged a fist on the door as a sob escaped his lips. He didn't care what happened to him as long as he could save her.
'Minnie!' He shouted as another scream ripped through him. He dropped to his knees and pressed his forehead against the door feeling the dread wash over him. 'Minnie.' He whispered. He'd give anything to have her in his arms right instead of with his aunt. He didn't know what his aunt was doing but he know what his aunt was capable of and he could feel the panic roaring through his stomach as he thought about it.
'Draco.' His mother whispered with a hand on his shoulder. 'Someone will hear you.'
'I don't care.' Anger rushing though him. 'I just need to get to her.'
He pushed his Mother off his shoulder and her wand fell to the floor and Draco remembered his. He used it to unlock the door and ran to Hermione. He came to an abrupt stop when he saw the two of them on the floor his aunt pinning Hermione down using her wand on her. He didn't know what she was doing at first. He could only hear Hermione sob, shouting answers at his aunt. He watched as his aunt carved into her arm.
Hermione released another scream as the pain ran through her arm. She looked up and saw Draco through the tears in her eyes. He looked stunned. She reached out her fingers to him and she saw him take a few steps towards her and a small shot of relief went through her.
Draco saw her reach out for him at that moment he truly didn't care what happened to him he would get his aunt for this. Just as he was about to help her Harry and Ron came bursting out and he had to take a few steps back. All hell broke loose then. He tried to defend himself without really attacking the others he needed them to get him out of this. When Potter came to him and tried to take his wand he didn't put up much of struggle.
He watched in shock as his old house elf helped Hermione and the others before disappearing. He caught one last glimpse of Hermione before she was gone. Chaos surrounded him. His aunt screaming, his father muttering to himself and his mother fussing over him. He didn't hear a word his mother was saying. He just focused on the relief that Hermione had gotten out safe.