* Draco's Angel *

* Chapter 3: The Escape *

* By Cyber Gal *

"You can't keep me prisoner on my own house!" Draco screamed banging his hands against the dungeon bars until they ached. He knew doing this was useless, but he had to get all his anger out. More then ever he despised his father and Voldemort and all Draco wanted to do was to get his hands on them. They're all fucking crazy, Draco though. He couldn't believe they were actually going to go through with this. Again he banged on the bars with his fists so hardly his hands started to bleed.

"You know that's not going to help Malfoy," Hermione said a mean but slightly scared voice. As Draco sneered back at her, he noticed her tear streaked face. Although he loathed her even more then Potter, he felt the tinniest but of pity for her. Draco knew all along that Voldemort would end up ruining his life but Hermione, on the other hand, had never expected this.

Hermione sighed deeply and put her head in her hands. This was all too much for her to handle. If Voldemort was really serious, which she knew he was, she would end up being the mother of the new Lord Voldemort. And unfortunate for Hermione, Draco Malfoy, the person she hated more then anyone, was to be the father. She could feel the tears swell up in her eyes again as he let out a quiet whimper. Draco looked up at her again and noticed her shivering.

"Here, take this," Draco said giving Hermione his jacket which she gladly excepted. Underneath he only had a T-shirt, but he figured she needed it more then him. Draco was cold now, but he was used to the cold climate, since the rest of the Malfoy Manor was never exactly warm.

"Thanks," Hermione said putting on the jacket. For some reason, Hermione couldn't help feeling pleased that Draco had given her his jacket. The thought surprised her, so she quickly pushed it out of her mind. She did, after all, despise Malfoy.

A while had passed as the two sat in silence. When Hermione looked up again she noticed Draco was shivering with goose bumps running all the way up his arms. There was something in the back of her mind that was bothering her and she had to urge to ask.

"Malfoy were you in on this little plan of Lord Voldemort's?" She asked but to her surprise, he laughed.

"Granger," Draco replied after he had calmed down. "You honestly think that I would persuade Voldemort and my father to bring you here, lock us in a dungeon, and have us produce a child that will founder his next generation?"

"Well no, but after everything you say in school it sounds as if you work for Voldemort," Hermione replied. Draco just sighed.

"I only say that kind of things in school to live up to the reputation that everyone else has made for me," Draco answered. "On the matter of Voldemort, all I can say is that I hate the guy for he has made my life a living hell." Hermione felt bad for bringing up that subject. As she looked into Draco's blue eyes, she saw how deep and sad they looked.

As the hours dwindled by, night fell upon the Malfoy Manor. And unfortunately for the two people locked up in the dungeon, it only got colder. Draco Malfoy had never felt so cold in his life. His lips had turned blue and he couldn't feel his nose or ears. But he would rather freeze to death then follow on with Voldemort's plans.

"Draco," Hermione said realizing that his skin was starting to turn blue. "You can either stay over there and wait until you freeze to death or come over here and be a little bit warmer then you are now." Draco got up quickly and sat down next to Hermione, willing to do anything for warmth. He slid over closer to Hermione, eager to feel warm again.

As Draco settled down, he started to realize how tired he actually was. He laid his head against the cold dungeon wall, leaving his mind to whatever dreams may come. On the other hand, Hermione was the total opposite. She wasn't tired at all, but instead wide-awake and aware of her surroundings. Every little noise made her jump. Hermione was surprised at how she was acting. She was expecting herself to be hysterically crying, but then again, the shock really hadn't hit her yet.

Trying to let sleep overcome her, Hermione laid her head back against the wall, but she couldn't get comfortable. She looked over at Draco, jealously wishing she could fall asleep anywhere like him. Looking at him sleeping made her smile. He looked so innocent, which was the total opposite while he was awake. Not finding anyway to feel comfortable, Hermione ended up laying her head on Draco's muscular shoulder. And, at last, she finally drifted off to sleep.

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"Albus, what is so important that you had to wake me up at three in the morning?" Professor Snape questioned angrily.

"Serveus, this is a very important matter," Dumbledore answered surprised at Snape's ruddiness.

"Hermione has gone missing," Professor McGonagall piped up looking worried.

"What happened?" Snape asked puzzled.

"That's what we're trying to find out," Dumbledore answered taking control again. "Her parents just phoned me saying she never came home."

"Do you think its…Voldemort?" McGonagall asked.

"No, I wouldn't go that far," Snape butted in. "I mean, Voldemort is going to extreme measures here. The girl could have just ran away."

"Hermione is not the type of girl to run away," McGonagall raised her voice at Snape.

"Quiet down the two of you," Dumbledore said calmly. "Before we jump to any conclusions, we have to get all out facts in order. I know someone who can help."

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"Did you sleep well?" Draco asked sarcastically when Hermione finally awoke from her sleep. She grunted. "Well I suppose falling asleep on my shoulder gave you a very uneasy sleep."

"Yes, very uneasy," Hermione answered mimicking his tone of voice. But actually, it was the total opposite. Sleeping on Draco's shoulder gave her a feeling of protection and security.

"Anyway," Draco said lowering his voice to a whisper. "I have a plan to get us out of here. It'll work, but you need to follow my orders. Are you following me?" She nodded. "Good. First I'm going to demand to see my father. When the guard comes to open the door, I'm going to kick him in, well you know. Then, I want you to run out grab the guy's wand. Get it?" Hermione nodded again. "I'm not sure how many people are going to be down here, but we'll have to improvise from there on."

About an hour had passed until three of the death eaters finally came down into the dungeon carrying a tray of food. Once they had put the food down and were about to leave, Draco spoke up.

"I demand to see my father this second," he said with a stern voice. The three death eaters stared at each other.

"Well, I suppose that will be alright," one of them said reaching into his pocket for the keys. As he was doing this, Draco sent a glance over to Hermione. It was time to see if their plan was going to work.

Just as the door was opened, Draco sprung up from where he was sitting and kicked the guy hard sending him flying across the room. Unfortunately for Draco, the second death eater was much stronger then the first. He grabbed Draco with all his mite and threw him against the dungeon bars. Hermione did what she was told, and grabbed the first guys wand quickly. She aimed it at the third guy and yelled "Stupify!"

Draco had the wind knocked out of him, but it was nothing more then what he used to it. Getting up, he punched the second death eater hard in the stomach. But the death eater wasn't affected by it. He reached for his wand and yelled "Crucio!" Draco fell to the floor stunned with pain. Just as the second death eater was about to enclose on Draco, he heard a voice from behind him yell "Stupify" and the man fell the floor with a thump.

"Draco are you okay?" Hermione asked running over to him.

"I'm fine," Draco muttered clutching his side and trying to stand up. His arm had a big gash in it, but he didn't seem to notice.

"You're bleeding. Here, let me help." Hermione walked over to one the unconscious death eaters and ripped off a piece from their robe. Walking back to Draco, she remembered the men's wands and picked them up. She muttered a spell under her breath to stop the blood. The spell worked pretty well, but since it was not her wand, it wouldn't have the same effects. "Well, now what are we going to do?"

"It's useless to use the doors leading from the staircase because there are probably tons of death eaters in my house so the only other way to get out is to find a secret passageway. And, if I know my house any better, there are tons of secret passages everywhere," Draco finished getting up. "Just look for a loose brick or something out of the ordinary. After fifteen minutes off searching Draco finally discovered a passageway under the staircase.

"Do you know where this leads do?" Hermione asked.

"No," he answered with the dangerous look in his eyes.

"Well we don't know what down there. It could be dangerous!"

"True, but hey, I live for danger," Draco gave her a wiry smile and disappeared into the blackness.

The End (for now)

Well what do you think of this story? Will Hermione and Draco get out of the Malfoy Manor alive of will the be doomed to spend all eternity locked up inside it's walls. (I'm making that sound a little over exaggerated there but hey, it makes the story sound good) Anyway, I just saw the movie Here On Earth and it gave be some good ideas on the whole forbidden love thing. (by the way that movie was really cute and it doesn't help that they guys in it was hot) This story has the Romeo and Juliet plot sort of going but don't worry Draco and Herm aren't going to die in the end. I know this story isn't really romance yet, but there will be tons of that later on. I'm sorry that I took a little longer to update but, as most every body else is, I have been very busy. I'll try to get two chapters out during Easter break since my school has little over a week off. I was going to make this story a four part series, but I don't think it will turn out that way. What do you guys think? Should I make it longer of keep it short? I'd love to hear what the readers think. If you would like any particular to happen, just tell me when you review. AND PLEASE review. I love it when people review cause then I know that you like of dislike the story. You don't even have to take a long time to review. Just type in you name and good story. That's takes about 10 seconds total. Well anyway thanks to my 21 reviewers. You people are why I continue writing. Thanks again,

~*~Cyber Gal~*~