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am making this chapter longer. (I hope.)
Ch. 2- Questioning
I woke up. I was in a dungeon. Where am I? I wondered. My hands were tied. It
was a good thing they were, otherwise I'd smack myself. I left my wand at home! I couldn't
help it. I started to cry. I was so stupid! I tried to cheer myself up. They would have taken the
wand away if I had it. O.K., now what did Mom always say to do if you were in a dangerous
situation...
"Now remember, if your ever being held up, or you've been kidnapped, be very
polite. It'll throw them off. Also, do whatever they tell you to do."
Never. I'd act polite, maybe. But I knew what they'd do. It was just a matter of one
little spell, and I might end up killing my friends! No, I'd never do what the deatheaters told
me, not even if it cost me my life. I'd fight with all my power against the imperios curse.
Then I remembered last year. I was under the imperios curse, and I couldn't fight
it. I had to fight it! I had to! I was imagining the Griffendor common room. Everyone was
dead, and I was responsible. Oh my God, I'm so sorry Ron, I'm sorry Harry, I'm- What am I
doing? I haven't done anything! And. I. Will. Not. Kill. My. Best. Friends!
Suddenly I heard footsteps. Someone was coming. I'd be brave, I told myself. I'm a
Griffendor!
Even telling myself this, I knew I was terrified. My knees were shaking. Now be
polite, and do anything unless they're using the curse. I kept repeating this in my head.
The two figures made their way into the dungeon. "Lumos," Lucius Malfoy and
his son, Draco, were standing there. Hermione was facing them, shaking with fear. Draco was
smiling, but it looked somewhat forced. Lucius looked like Christmas had came half a year
early.
"What were you doing at our house, Mudblood?"
I flinched at the name, but I tried not to make any sign of it. Be polite, I told
myself. "I came to borrow an owl, sir. I did not know it was your house, sir, I only knew it
was a wizarding house, sir."
Lucius started talking to Malfoy. "Draco, you didn't tell me your mudblood
friend was so polite." He turned back to me. "Now tell the truth. Why did you really come
here?"
I started shaking even harder. He didn't believe me! "I was telling the truth, sir."
"Then why did you leave, Mudblood?"
How was I supposed to answer this? I realized it was your family, and since you
are evil, I knew I should? I decided to tell the truth, but soften it. "I saw the family picture,
sir, and I recognised Draco. Since we do not get along at school very well, I decided to leave."
"Why wouldn't you get along with Draco? Isn't he a nice boy?" Draco's smile
started to look more genuine. Lucius looked like he was having a lot of fun.
I nearly started to sneer. Draco Malfoy, nice? "He is sir, but our groups of friends
don't get along very well."
"And why is that?"
"I'm a Griffendor, and he is from the house of Slytherin."
"Oh, so you are from Griffendor! You must be feeling very brave right now."
I decided not to answer this. I just kept on praying I could go home. Please, please
let me go home. I was shaking very hard. Even in the dark, it was very noticable.
"You don't look very brave, does she Draco?" He shook his head. "I don't blame
her- I mean, wouldn't you be terrified to know our Lord wants to see him?"
His Lord. That could only mean one person. Voldemort. I wasn't shaking before
compared to now. Please, don't make me kill Harry. A tear went down my cheek. I just want
to be home. I started sobbing with fear.
Lucius looked like he wanted to say another remark, but then his wife called.
"Lucius! A visitor is hear for you."
Lucius turned to Draco. "Watch her, make sure she doesn't make a sound." Then
he walked up the stairs.
After Lucius left, I looked at Draco. "Don't you feel proud now? I bet you can't
wait to go to Hogwarts to see the look on Harry's face when he finds out I'm dead, or maybe
Voldemort will force me to become your girlfriend. Won't you have fun then? Imperio! Make
out with Draco! Imperio! Kill Harry!"
Draco paled. "I'm sorry, Hermione. I tried to help you somewhat. Father was
going to kill you. I managed to convince him you could be useful. You should thank me!"
"Oh, I'll thank you! You should have let him kill me. Then I'd be one to
remember! Not to hate, because I turned traitor. Thank you! Thank you ever so much! If you
really wanted to remember me, you'd kill me now!"
"If you don't keep your voice down, I will!"
"Maybe I should scream then! Better that than-"
I stopped Lucius was coming down with a parchment. "Well, Granger, you are
going to come to a death eaters meeting tomorow. I would not want to be in your position at
the moment!"
Cliffhanger again! Please review!!! Please?? And don't flame unless I really deserve it. It's
going to become less common in the next chapter!
am making this chapter longer. (I hope.)
Ch. 2- Questioning
I woke up. I was in a dungeon. Where am I? I wondered. My hands were tied. It
was a good thing they were, otherwise I'd smack myself. I left my wand at home! I couldn't
help it. I started to cry. I was so stupid! I tried to cheer myself up. They would have taken the
wand away if I had it. O.K., now what did Mom always say to do if you were in a dangerous
situation...
"Now remember, if your ever being held up, or you've been kidnapped, be very
polite. It'll throw them off. Also, do whatever they tell you to do."
Never. I'd act polite, maybe. But I knew what they'd do. It was just a matter of one
little spell, and I might end up killing my friends! No, I'd never do what the deatheaters told
me, not even if it cost me my life. I'd fight with all my power against the imperios curse.
Then I remembered last year. I was under the imperios curse, and I couldn't fight
it. I had to fight it! I had to! I was imagining the Griffendor common room. Everyone was
dead, and I was responsible. Oh my God, I'm so sorry Ron, I'm sorry Harry, I'm- What am I
doing? I haven't done anything! And. I. Will. Not. Kill. My. Best. Friends!
Suddenly I heard footsteps. Someone was coming. I'd be brave, I told myself. I'm a
Griffendor!
Even telling myself this, I knew I was terrified. My knees were shaking. Now be
polite, and do anything unless they're using the curse. I kept repeating this in my head.
The two figures made their way into the dungeon. "Lumos," Lucius Malfoy and
his son, Draco, were standing there. Hermione was facing them, shaking with fear. Draco was
smiling, but it looked somewhat forced. Lucius looked like Christmas had came half a year
early.
"What were you doing at our house, Mudblood?"
I flinched at the name, but I tried not to make any sign of it. Be polite, I told
myself. "I came to borrow an owl, sir. I did not know it was your house, sir, I only knew it
was a wizarding house, sir."
Lucius started talking to Malfoy. "Draco, you didn't tell me your mudblood
friend was so polite." He turned back to me. "Now tell the truth. Why did you really come
here?"
I started shaking even harder. He didn't believe me! "I was telling the truth, sir."
"Then why did you leave, Mudblood?"
How was I supposed to answer this? I realized it was your family, and since you
are evil, I knew I should? I decided to tell the truth, but soften it. "I saw the family picture,
sir, and I recognised Draco. Since we do not get along at school very well, I decided to leave."
"Why wouldn't you get along with Draco? Isn't he a nice boy?" Draco's smile
started to look more genuine. Lucius looked like he was having a lot of fun.
I nearly started to sneer. Draco Malfoy, nice? "He is sir, but our groups of friends
don't get along very well."
"And why is that?"
"I'm a Griffendor, and he is from the house of Slytherin."
"Oh, so you are from Griffendor! You must be feeling very brave right now."
I decided not to answer this. I just kept on praying I could go home. Please, please
let me go home. I was shaking very hard. Even in the dark, it was very noticable.
"You don't look very brave, does she Draco?" He shook his head. "I don't blame
her- I mean, wouldn't you be terrified to know our Lord wants to see him?"
His Lord. That could only mean one person. Voldemort. I wasn't shaking before
compared to now. Please, don't make me kill Harry. A tear went down my cheek. I just want
to be home. I started sobbing with fear.
Lucius looked like he wanted to say another remark, but then his wife called.
"Lucius! A visitor is hear for you."
Lucius turned to Draco. "Watch her, make sure she doesn't make a sound." Then
he walked up the stairs.
After Lucius left, I looked at Draco. "Don't you feel proud now? I bet you can't
wait to go to Hogwarts to see the look on Harry's face when he finds out I'm dead, or maybe
Voldemort will force me to become your girlfriend. Won't you have fun then? Imperio! Make
out with Draco! Imperio! Kill Harry!"
Draco paled. "I'm sorry, Hermione. I tried to help you somewhat. Father was
going to kill you. I managed to convince him you could be useful. You should thank me!"
"Oh, I'll thank you! You should have let him kill me. Then I'd be one to
remember! Not to hate, because I turned traitor. Thank you! Thank you ever so much! If you
really wanted to remember me, you'd kill me now!"
"If you don't keep your voice down, I will!"
"Maybe I should scream then! Better that than-"
I stopped Lucius was coming down with a parchment. "Well, Granger, you are
going to come to a death eaters meeting tomorow. I would not want to be in your position at
the moment!"
Cliffhanger again! Please review!!! Please?? And don't flame unless I really deserve it. It's
going to become less common in the next chapter!