The Internet and Hogwarts Don't Mix, Hermione!
By: Mari Riddle-Potter
(a.k.a. Malfoys_Girlfriend)
Chapter 15:
"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…
Hermione panicked and thought the worst. How could she die now, tied up and defenseless? She wanted to die fighting. She closed her eyes tighter, if that was possible, expecting to feel any moment the deadly spell hit her and send her into oblivion. Voldemort looked at her out of curious eyes.
"Chario," said Voldemort and a chair appeared in front of Hermione. She opened her eyes and sighed with relief. Voldemort sat down on the chair and looked up at her.
"Did you think I was going to kill you?" asked Voldemort amusedly.
"Well, I didn't think you were going to throw a party," said Hermione sarcastically.
"A sense of humor. I like it."
"It wasn't a joke."
"Nonetheless, I think you are the perfect mother for my heir," said Voldemort.
"What?!?" sputtered out Hermione.
"My heir. I sent Moreno to be with you. Seems there was a bit of an interruption and he didn't have the chance to complete the task. I was quite pleased when you went willingly with Draco, one of my faithful Death-Eaters-to be."
"No wonder…" said Hermione quietly.
"You fell for the most obvious trick," said Voldemort.
"No, I didn't fall for any trick. I kneeled for a scrunchy and I saw leather pants."
"Leather pants?"
"Leather pants. You know, the trousers that turn on women (A/N: lol!)," said Hermione.
"Oh, yes. I used to own a pair when I was a lad," said Voldemort, a look of nostalgia overtaking his face. Hermione tried hard not to think of Mr. Half-Dead Looney in leather pants. Talk about nightmares.
"Why do you want me to be the mother of your heir?"
"Because my own mother was muggle-born and possessed the same qualities you do. I picked Mike because he has my qualities. Things got spun around a little and if Draco fathered that child, good. He too possesses the qualities I have and that my heir should possess," said Voldemort.
"I thought this was just a scheme to get at Harry Potter," said Hermione.
"It was a double sided plan. We kidnap you, you have the kid, Potter rescues you, and we capture him, and kill all of you when we're done."
"Brilliant," said Hermione weakly, "Why don't you just kill me, huh? I rather be dead rather than have your evil heir!"
"Your words try to pain me, but you forget that during the years I have lost all weakening emotions. Therefore I am immune to your insults. They don't pain me, but they do anger me. If you want to keep that pretty voice of yours I suggest you keep your thoughts to yourself," said Voldemort harshly. Hermione turned to look at the floor, not permitting him to see the scared look on her face.
"This will be a day you will never forget, Granger," continued Voldemort, "Today is the day you will see the famous Harry Potter die and, as an added bonus, so will that Weasley kid."
"No! Not Ron! What did he do?" asked Hermione, tears welling up in her eyes.
"He discovered my secret hideout, so now he will die," said Voldemort, as if that was the most logical thing in the world. A long pause followed this statement, and Hermione used this time to muster as much bravery as possible.
"William!" yelled Voldemort, and the double doors were thrown open by a Death Eater with blond hair and green eyes.
"Yes, master?" he asked, bowing before Voldemort.
"Bring me Harry Potter and his friend. Call the Death Eaters and tell them to gather here. We're in for some fun tonight."
"Yes, sir," said William, and rushed out the door to do his task. Voldemort turned to Hermione and gave out an evil laugh. Hermione shuddered and looked away, tears finally flowing down her pale cheeks.
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"I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt-"
"Shut up, Ron," said Harry, who was tired of hearing Ron sing. Harry, whose hair was already messy, was further on end because of stress.
"Relax, Harry. Like you said, we have it all planned out," said Ron.
"Yeah, sure," said Harry.
"Dance Harry. Lets Mambo!" said Ron, imitating a salsa dancer.
"No thanks Ron, but-" Harry was cut off by the sound of somebody opening the prison cell.
"Alright, you two, follow me. I wouldn't make trouble if I were you. I have a wand. Out now!" said a death eater, rushing them out. They walked in front of him, hands in the air, through the dimly lit hallways of the tower. They reached the double doors of a room that seemed well lit, considering the light was seeping through the bottom. The death eater opened the door with his wand and led them in. Harry was startled.
The walls were lined with death eaters of all shapes and sizes. There were more death eaters than last time he had seen all of them together in his fourth year. Harry looked around and saw something that made him want to yell out. Hermione was handcuffed to the wall and looked horrible, as if she had been run over several times with a steam roller. He noticed that she avoided eye contact with him, and just stared blankly at the ceiling, tears running down her face.
"Potter, how nice to see you again…" said Voldemort.
"It is nice to see me, isn't it?" shot Harry.
"Still the same old boy from last year, aren't you, Potter? Still adore your life? Tell you what, I'll make a deal with you," said Voldemort, turning to Hermione suddenly, "Granger, you kill Potter and you'll live. I can always get another mother for my heir. There are millions." He snapped his fingers and the chains that held her disappeared. She stumbled forward and got her balance.
Harry looked at Hermione and saw her go steadily pale with fear. She walked forward and took a wand that Voldemort handed to her. It took her a while to realize it was her wand. The wand she had used at school for her classes. The wand that Harry had joked about a few months before because it looked weird. Now, it was going to kill him.
"Potter, Weasley, I'll give you back your wands to feebly protect yourselves…" said Voldemort, throwing the wands on the floor. They picked up their wands and straightened up.
"Psst," said Ron to Harry out of the corner of his mouth.
"What?" whispered Harry back.
"You know that plan you had that you said we run?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, now would be a good time, considering there are no death eaters guarding it." Harry looked behind him and saw that Ron was right; the door was ajar and unguarded.
"But what about Hermione? We can't just leave her here," whispered Harry.
"We'll lead her to the door and push her out," said Ron.
"Good idea."
They saw Hermione advancing on them, just as they thought she would. They backed up, a little at a time so that no one noticed. Harry thought briefly if Hermione had the guts to kill him. He shook the thought out of his mind. Hermione was still advancing on them slowing down and they continued to back up. Harry saw her wand hand tremble and looked up at her face. She winked at him and all thoughts of her killing him were gone. He realized she was mouthing something to him. The door. She had the same idea! She raised her wand further up, as if to cast a spell. Harry and Ron were inches from the door.
"Avada Kedavra," she yelled, turning around last minute so that the spell ricocheted off the wall. Harry grabbed her by the waist in one swift movement and pulled her out of the room. They broke into a run, hearing the death eaters footsteps close behind.
"The exit! Where can the exit be?!?" said Hermione, panicking. The turned right and were faced with iron double doors. The exit. They ran towards it only to discover it was locked. They couldn't turn back, otherwise the death eaters would behead them. Hermione stepped back and yelled with all her might a spell Harry had never heard. The doors were blasted as if a grenade had hit them. Harry saw the doors fly away and land somewhere in the forest. They ran outside and deep into the forest, finding an abandoned cave.
"In here," said Harry, signaling to the cave. They pressed up against the rugged walls and waited, hearing the angry footsteps fade. Hermione turned to face Harry and, to his surprise, she had an angry look.
"Why did you save me?" she yelled.
"What kind of question is that?" asked Harry angrily.
"You've insulted me and treated me like dirt and them you save me?!"
"You were in trouble! I wasn't about to leave you in there with those death eaters!"
"About two hours ago you looked ready to feed me to a basilisk!"
"I would never do that."
"Oh, you would be surprised about the things you do when you're angry!"
"You don't know me!"
"Yes I do! I know more about you than you do!" she yelled fiercely.
"She's got a point there, Harry," said Ron, who was sitting on the cave floor, picking at a loose thread in his shirt.
"Shut up!" yelled Hermione and Harry in unison.
"Ok, you know what? I've had enough of everyone telling me to shut up! Guess what? I won't shut up! You two are not the boss of me! You can't tell me what to do!" yelled Ron, jumping to his feet. Harry and Hermione looked at him, stunned. After a few moments of silence they burst out laughing. Ron looked at them and in a few moments forgot all about the shut up incidents. The three of them laughed like they hadn't in ages.
"Ok, so how are we going to get back to Hogwarts?" asked Hermione when the giggle fest was over.
"We summon the brooms we left on the tower," said Harry.
"What brooms?"
"Ron, Malfoy, and I came here by broom. I think they are still up at the tower."
"Let's summon them, then," said Ron, "Hermione can use Malfoy's."
"What kind of broom does Malfoy have?" asked Hermione.
"A Firebolt, like Harry."
"Accio Firebolt!" yelled Harry.
"Accio Nimbus 2002!" yelled Ron.
"Accio the other Firebolt!" yelled Hermione.
In a few minutes time the brooms were next to them and they mounted them. They took off and flew sky-high, zooming away as fast as they could. Hermione was having trouble keeping her balance on the broom and she zigzagged a little. Ron and Harry laughed at her and it was then she realized what they were wearing…
"Why are you two wearing leather pants?" asked Hermione, grinning at them. Harry and Ron flushed a deep scarlet.
"Because they are a girl magnet," said Ron.
"And they make me hot and sexy," said Harry.
Hermione burst out laughing and they continued to make their way home. They laughed a lot along the way. Hermione knew she had missed out on a lot o fun this year, but she promised now to live her life to the fullest. Life is full of drama and we all have to deal with. That's no reason to give up your life. She knew that the hardest lesson in her life was learned.
To Be Continued
THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER!!!
(A/N: This is not the last chapter in this story. The next chapter is the last. Now, about the sequel, if you want me to e-mail you on updates for my sequel you have to review it and leave your e-mail, just like in this one. The last e-mail I will send you will be for next chapter and after that I'm erasing my address book and starting new. So, if you want to be e-mailed for updates on the sequel (which will be posted in 3 weeks) review it. Thank you to Moochie the Cow and GoldenSilence! Review please! Oh, and don't forget to read some stories authored by GoldenSilence, they rock!!!!)