The Internet and Hogwarts Don't Mix, Hermione!
By: Mari Riddle-Potter
(a.k.a. Malfoys_Girlfriend)
Chapter 14:
"This looks like the cell. I think I see Hermione's hair. She's on the floor! Maybe she passed out!" said Ron, panicking. Harry pushed him out of the way hurriedly and muttered the unlocking spell. He threw the door open.
"Hermione we-" began Harry, but the shock of what lay before him was enough to shut him up…
Harry stared at her out of shocked eyes. He had to be having a nightmare. How could she do this to him? He walked forward slowly, hoping against hop his eyesight had just gotten worse than it already had. No such luck.
"Oh my gosh Harry! Look at her butt! She has soooo been using it!" said Ron, changing the words from the beginning of "I Like Big Butts".
"Shut up Ron!" said Harry and Hermione in unison. Harry shot Hermione a glare of pure hate and she shrank back involuntarily. Hermione looked at her side, where Draco still lay sleeping.
"How could you? You…you bitch!" stammered Harry.
"Why is this any of your damn business?" shot Hermione. Draco stirred at her side. He opened his eyes lazily and when his eyes adjusted he sat up violently.
"What the hell are you doing here, Potter?!?" yelled Draco.
Harry walked out the cell door, not looking back at Ron, who was singing; or at Hermione, who had broken his heart. He walked swiftly down the corridor, not caring anymore if he was caught. Deep inside, he knew this was his entire fault. If he would've just told Hermione how he felt, she would be in love with him. Although, what is bound to happen cannot be stopped.
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"Ron, shut up and turn around," said Hermione, picking her clothes off the floor and using one hand to cover herself with the cloak. Draco was already pulling on his pants and was searching madly for his shirt. When they were dressed, they went to search for Harry, who, Hermione calculated, had to be reaching the exit of the castle any minute.
"Why do bad things always happen to me?" moaned Hermione.
"Bad things don't just happen to you, Hermione. You look for the bad things," said Ron.
"How so?"
"Well, in second year you went to find out what it was that Harry could hear but no one else could. You found out it was a Basilisk and it froze you."
"It put me in magical stasis. There's a difference."
"Whatever."
"You two have major issues," piped up Draco. Ron grabbed him by the arm muttering 'I need to speak to you' and shoving him into an empty room.
"What's with you, Weasley?" asked Draco, shaking him off.
"You know what's wrong with me! You knew Harry loved Hermione! Why did you do that!" yelled Ron.
"She obviously doesn't love him if she had 2 hours of bliss with me," drawled Draco.
"Why you-" started Ron, but was cut off sharply when the door was thrown open by a very pissed looking Hermione.
"Are you quite done yet?" she said. "We have to find Harry. Now!"
"Alright already," said Ron, walking out and throwing her the second hateful glare she had received that day. Her eyes welled up and she looked like she was going to burst out crying any minute.
"Why do they hate me?" she said and, at hearing those words, broke out crying. Draco rushed to her side and hugged her. She didn't just cry about the hateful glares, she cried about everything that had happened to her. She buried her head in his neck and cried. After a while they separated, and Draco cupped her cheeks gently. Then, it all happened so fast it remained a blur in her head. Ron popped into the room screaming for her to get away. She saw a Death Eater grab Ron and another stupefy him. She tried to pull away from Malfoy to go to Ron's side but she realized slowly that his hands that where once on her cheeks, were now on her neck, strangling her.
"Let go, Draco," she choked out as the lack of air started to affect her brain. He gave her a menacing grin and continued to strangle her. He watched amusedly as she turned red, then blue, and finally stopped struggling. He let go of her as she gently toppled to the floor, unconscious.
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Harry kept on walking down the corridor as quickly as possible, wondering why the others hadn't caught up to him. He slowed down his pace and listened. He heard, from really far away, screaming. He, being your average hero, broke into a run towards the direction of the scream. He took two sharp turns and ran straight ahead. He saw, down that corridor, a light on in an open room. He walked slowly towards it, quietly as a lion hunting his prey. When he walked into the room he saw three things that shocked him.
On the floor, next to the door, was Ron who was apparently stupefied. Hermione was laying on the floor, unconscious, eyes open, and paper white, at the feet of Draco Malfoy. Harry looked up slowly to see Malfoy with a wide grin. He was book ended by two death eaters who looked ready to kick ass. Harry gaped at him for a moment, lost for words. He realized briefly that the door behind him shut with a bang.
"Potter," said Draco, glaring at him, "You should have known better than to trust me."
"But I thought-"
"No, Potter. You didn't think or else you would've figured out I was a hoax."
"You're right. I thought you were finally lightening up and it turns out you're a traitor. A cheating piece of scum…"
"I'm not a traitor. I'm faithful to those who have great power and smarter brains then you. This was all the Dark Lord's plan. Hermione was kidnapped by him and I knew all along. I knew he was going to send you the letter. I knew in what room inside the tower she was. I knew everything," said Draco, pacing slowly towards Harry, wand out, "My job was to lead you into the Dark Lord's trap without you noticing. I had to keep you from finding her and lead you into the dungeons and trap you there. She ruined the plan by screaming out during her little dream, so I had to take drastic measures. I called for backup while no one was looking. I arranged for Ron to be stupefied and I choked Hermione with my bare hands. You should have seen her beg and cry."
Harry made a furious move towards Malfoy and knocked him against a wall. In a second he was caught by the two death eaters and zapped into unconsciousness.
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Harry woke up a long time after in a dungeon cell. What he didn't know was that it was the same one Hermione had been in hours ago. He looked around dazed and sat up. He slowly looked to his left and saw Ron, his back against the wall, looking straight at him. He was gazing at Harry with a sad sort of expression that was very unlike Ron. Harry stood up and walked towards Ron, stopping a few feet away from him.
"Ron…"
"What?" he said, taking his eyes off Harry and looking at the floor.
"Are you okay?"
"I don't know. We're about to die in a few hours and I guess I should be happy, huh?" said Ron with heavy sarcasm.
"Look Ron-"
"No, you look Harry," said Ron, standing up to face Harry, "All I ever do is try to keep out of trouble. I don't know how I always get wound up with the Dark Lord or a dangerous criminal trying to murder me!"
"Sirius was not trying to kill you!"
"He broke my leg very harshly and the blood loss could've killed me!"
"But it didn't, did it? We'll find a way out of this, just like always. We'll sit around the fireplace of the common room a few weeks later and talk about it," said Harry, exasperated.
"You know, Harry, not all stories have a happy ending. This might be the last time you have to face him because you'll die. We're trapped in a metal cage, without wands, and are fully under the control of a Dark Wizard who is trying to take over the world!"
"When the hell did you become so realistic?"
"Since the moment I saw you lying there, knocked out, and realized you were only human. You can't always escape every situation, Harry. There will be a time you will lose painfully-"
"And now is not the time!" finished Harry for him. "I can't die now. Not with you guys with me. I can't give up on you or Hermione. I need to save her!"
"You're not superman! You don't realize that you are living in a fairytale land where you think you're immortal! You try to save us when you can't even cope with yourself!" yelled Ron. He immediately regretted it when a hurt look flashed across Harry's face. He watched Harry slowly retreat to the other side of the cell and lean against the bars, his back to Ron. Ron hesitated for a second and walked towards Harry, putting a hand on his shoulder in a friendly gesture. Harry didn't even bother turning around.
"I'm sorry Harry," apologized Ron, dropping his hand to his side," I overreacted. I'm sure we can escape like we always do."
"No you don't. You're right. Why fight it? I'm going to die anyways. The sooner the better. At least I liberate you of the inconvenience of going on an adventure with me," said Harry.
"No, I swear! Don't give up, please! I mean…I'm still a virgin for Christ's sake! This is like suicide! Ooooh, Virgin Suicides!" said Ron, nodding in approval to himself. Harry turned around and burst out laughing.
"I'm glad you're out of reality again, Ron," said Harry, after his fit of laughter.
"Back to life, back to reality," sang Ron. "I'm glad I won't have to give up my dream."
"You won't. I have a plan to get us out of here."
"What is it?"
"We wait."
"What?" asked Ron in disbelief.
"We wait until Voldemort comes and gets us. I told you he's like Dr. Evil. He'll want me to duel him while the rest of his minions watch. You'll take the chance to sneak out when I do something that takes all the death eaters attention away," said Harry.
"Do you believe that's possible?" asked Ron.
"Yes."
"What if it doesn't work out that way?"
"Then we make a wish and run like hell," said Harry.
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Professor McGonagall sat in her room and looked gravely at the papers she was grading. Lately she had felt like she had lost a great part of her life. She missed grading Hermione's excellent papers and missed seeing her hand shoot up in the air to answer her questions. She missed scolding Harry and Ron for talking during her class. Nothing felt the same anymore. For once in her life she wanted to get away from everything and never again have to worry for the kids who she loved.
On the other hand she didn't miss Draco Malfoy much. It would have been paradise if only he were missing (they found out a few days later that Draco too had disappeared). She didn't like the way he looked at her as if he were superior class, which he wasn't because she was older, smarter, and in a superior class that doesn't get her landed in Azkaban. Deep down, though, she missed him just as much as she missed her other three precious students.
Professor Dumbledore had sent for the ministry to search all over for them. He suspected that Draco was with Harry and Ron and Hermione was by herself, so there were two different search parties. McGonagall prayed every night that her students would be returned to her safe and sound. She missed them a lot and hoped to see them again even though a different voice in her head told her that this time they might not come back home safe and sound.
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Hermione woke up in what she assumed was a trophy room. It was large and circular and had two bookcases of shelves on each side. She realized lazily that her wrist and ankles were fastened to handcuffs on the wall. She struggled against them and only accomplished to make her wrists sore. She noticed that there was a door opposite where she stood. It slowly opened and a person slowly walked in. Her eyes widened with fear as she realized who it was. The pale face, red eyes-Harry had told her about him…Voldemort.
"Why hello, princess," he said with a snarl. She had a knot in her throat prevented her from speaking, or else she would have made a smart comment. Hermione saw in slow motion as he raised his wand. She knew this was nothing good so she closed her eyes. Voldemort pointed at her with his wand and sneered maliciously…
CLIFFHANGER
(A/N: Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up! I had finals and they were awful!!! Anyways, this was a big twist of plot, huh? Review and I'll try to post the next chapter quick! Oh… Hello to Samantha G. (a.k.a. Green Jinjo) and GoldenSilence!)