A/N: Hello there once again! Thank you to all my reviewers! Sorry if I can't name you all one by one… that's because I'm an EXTREMELY lazy person! So I apologize! But I am very thankful for your reviews!

To TWITCH: Yes, I know that there is no Slytherin Tower… I actually thought of that. I was supposed to write Slytherin DUNGEON, but it must have slipped my mind… anyway, thanks for telling me!

Anyway… here's chapter ten!

ALL FOR YOU

By Rage

Chapter Ten

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The moon was brightly shining. It was a very cold night, but it was colder in the dungeon. Two men were talking with low voices… obviously, their little chat was supposed to be secret…

"Stupid fool…" Lucius spat angrily, "He had given it to the Mudblood?!"

Servir crouched in fear. "Y-yes, my Lord!" he stuttered, "I had seen it with my own eyes!"

Lucius gripped his staff (A/N: Yeah… this is the stick thingy he was holding in the movie) in frustration. "What a mindless person I have for a son!" he gritted, clenching his fist. "We have clearly stated that he must bring it to us!"

"As you have thought, My Lord," Servir said, "Master Draco, indeed, has fallen in love with the girl."

The staff broke into two. Lucius stared down at his hand, which was now bleeding freely. He took out his wand and pointed it to his hand, and muttered a healing charm. Half a second later, it was already healed. Lucius looked up and showed Servir an insane smile.

"H-have you thought of something, Master?" he asked fearfully, cringing at the sight of the broken and bloodstained staff.

"Yes, I have, Servir," Lucius replied, "Yes I have."

"Then… what is it?"

Lucius smiled widely. "We will use the girl instead…"

Servir gave him a blank stare. "But… how?"

"We will… just tell her the truth…" Lucius fastened his cloak and opened the door.

"Master," Servir called to him. "I do not understand!"

"We will just tell her," Lucius said, smiling broadly. "That my son was just using her. I'm quite sure that their feelings for each other are mutual. The girl will be hurt, and she will not forgive him for she is innocent."

"But… isn't that lying?"

Lucius chuckled. "Lying? There is no lie here, Servir… we are just… merely telling her the truth. Doesn't she deserve the truth?"

He gave Servir a nod, and with the swish of his cloak, he disappeared in the darkness.

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Hermione was in her dormitory, lying down on her bed. She was clutching the Heart of Gryffindor, examining it closely and giving it an appraising look.

"It is beautiful," she whispered, as it sparkled in the sunlight. She eyed it closely. I wonder what powers it has… something like the Sorcerer's Stone—

She heard footsteps. Hermione jolted up and stuffed the stone in her pocket. She fixed her hair and looked at the door as it opened.

"—and we still have to study for that test in History of Magic and—"

"—and we have that paper on Dreaming Spells due tomorrow—"

It was Lavender and Parvati, looking tired with pressure. They both glimpsed Hermione, sitting on her bed.

"Hermione!" Lavender said, smiling brightly. "What are you still doing here?"

Hermione stood up and gathered her books. "Er… Just finished my homework!" She replied, smiling pleasantly. "How about you?"

"We just forgot to get some of our books," answered Parvati, making her way to her trunk. "Oh—Ron and Harry were looking for you, by the way. They said something about going down to Hagrid."

Hermione slapped her hand on her forehead. "Oh gosh! I completely forgot!" she exclaimed. She was too engrossed with the stone that their visit to Hagrid totally slipped her mind. She rushed down to the Common Room, giving the two girls a quick 'thanks'.

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"Oh dear!" Hermione panicked, as she ran down to the grounds going to Hagrid's hut. "They must be furious by now! How could I have forgotten? Arrgh! This is my entire fault—"

She stopped. A hooded figure was walking towards her, its wand raised. Hermione stepped back. "W-who are you?!" she shouted, her eyes wide. She took out her wand with her hand trembling, and pointed it at the figure. "St-stay back!"

However, it didn't. It flicked its wand and instantly, Hermione's wand was out of her grasp and flew to the figure. Hermione took a step back and made for a run, but she felt her body stiffening. She gasped. She screamed for help, but no words came out for her jaw went rigid. The figure chuckled and walked towards her.

"My master just wants to have an afternoon tea party with you," it whispered in a delighted tone. He laughed silently and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, Hermione saw her surroundings twist and turn, and before her eyes, Hogwarts disappeared.

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"Hello, Miss Granger."

Hermione was forced to a seat. When she was finally on the chair, ropes magically bound her to it.

"Comfortable?" Lucius asked pleasantly, sitting on an armchair. He snapped his fingers and out of thin air, a glass filled with wine appeared. He sipped a bit and licked his lips. "Explicit taste."

"What do you want from me?" Hermione said irritably, glaring at him.

He chuckled. "Be patient, Muggle."

"I don't have time for this."

"My, my, such an energetic girl we have here! But, if you say so…" The wineglass disappeared and Lucius stood up. "I know you have the Stone."

Hermione stared at him angrily. How did he know…? "I don't have it," She lied.

"Lying is bad, young lady. Just give it to me." he said imperatively. "Or else… suffer."

Instantly, the ropes tied around Hermione tightened. Hermione gasped and wanted to scream. It was digging deeper in her skin, and blood was appearing. A part of Hermione wanted to give in, however… she was the female heir of Gryffindor and her bravery and courage rose. "NO!" she shouted through the pain.

"Foolish girl."

The pain stopped. Hermione was covered with wounds and bruises and she was breathing heavily.

"That doesn't hurt?" Lucius said, sounding pleased.

"I can take more than that." Hermione smiled triumphantly.

Lucius raised his eyebrow and looked at her amusedly. "Really now? Well then… I guess you can take what I will say…"

The ropes undid themselves and fell to the ground one by one. Lucius threw her wand to her. "Here is your wand," he said quietly. "I hope it protects you from what I will say."

Hermione stared at him weirdly. Why's he giving my wand back? She thought, gripping it tightly. Nevertheless, she hid her curiosity. "Nothing you'll say will ever hurt me."

Lucius smirked. "That's what I like in Gryffindors. They may seem brave and confident on the outside, but inside… they're weak and fragile."

Hermione fumed, but kept control of her temper. "How do you even know that? But stop beating around the bush. Get to your point."

Lucius chuckled. "I was just getting to it…" He said, smoothening his long pale blonde hair. "Now I know that you are taken by my son. I know you are attracted to him."

Hermione blushed. "So what?"

"And I am certain that he feels the same way about you. I'm sure that you know that. I'm sure that you think that he has changed… that he has become your friend… but that will never happen…"

"How can you be certain of that?!" Hermione exclaimed. "People can change—people can learn—"

"As I suspected… you are such an innocent young girl." Lucius smiled smugly. "Do you think that he likes you? A Mudblood? Ha!"

"I don't believe you."

"Well… I have proof…" Lucius grinned and swished his wand. A thin cloud appeared and hovered between them and a picture started to form inside it.

What is that? Hermione thought, examining it. Wait a minute—that's Draco!

Indeed, it was Draco, in Hogwarts robes, sitting down on a seat.

"This spell makes you hear what other people think about you…" Lucius said quietly, staring at the cloud. He turned to Draco. "Go on, son. Tell the Mudblood what you think about her."

Draco nodded and smirked. "She's such a gullible person, Father," he sneered, looking at Hermione with disgust. I can't believe she actually thought that I was her friend! As if I'd make friends with a Mudblood!"

He laughed cruelly and continued. "She thought that I fell in love with HER? Not for all the riches in the world! I just hope that she's in distress because of me! Silly Mudblood! She's so—"

Draco continued making cruel comments. However, Hermione didn't hear the rest. Tears were already trickling down her cheeks, and she had turned red. She bit her lip and her wand dropped to the ground.

She fell to the ground. It was painful, yes… but it was nothing compared to what her heart was feeling. She felt that it was shredded to pieces and it was irreparable.

The boy whom she first fell in love with was the first one to hurt her.

Yes… your first love was the best thing that made you happy… and it was the worst thing that gave you severe pain…

Hermione fell unconscious and her surroundings went black. She fell into the darkness, and she closed her heart to everyone…

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A/N: Sorry it took so long! I had to do tons of things for school! Anyway, I hope you liked it! If you did or did not, come on and review! So CLICK the GO button there at the bottom and review! Thanks!!