"Draco, why did you take me here?" Hermione whispered.
" I want to show you something."
Goyle handed Draco a book. He flipped to a page.
"Inside this book is a spell. Once preformed, this spell can connect a wizard (me) to another wizard in another place. I wish to speak with Lord Voldemort."
Hermione went from her composed image to her usual inquizitive one.
"Why in the world would you want to speak with You Know Who?" She asked nervously.
" I can kill your friend Harry." Draco chuckled.
"Never!" she gasped.
"Oh yes, and your going to help me." He pulled out his wand. "Imperio!" he shouted.
"Draco, No!" she managed to gasp.
Ron turned from his current hiding spot behind a stone pillar.
"Ron, thank heaven, help!" cried Hermione.
"Why should I help you, I wanted to go to the ball with you, but you chose him." he said enraged.
"Ron, please!!" she screamed. Draco had her now, and he moved her aboat like a puppet.
When Ron finally came to his sences, he waved his wand and shouted, "Expelliamus!"
Draco's wand flew into a corner and Hermione ran to Ron and hugged him.
"Hermione," he said eyeing Draco, "would you do the honors?"
She smiled. "I'd love to." and she waved her wand sending Draco flying down a flight of stairs, with a loud crunch.
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