A/N: Hello there! Here's chapter eleven!

ALL FOR YOU

By Rage

Chapter Eleven

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We have the Mudblood. If you want to retrieve her and the Stone, go to the West Tower tonight and Servir will bring you to the Manor.

Draco crumpled the paper and threw it out of his window.

His father kidnapped Hermione and this was how he was going to punish him.

This is my fault. Draco ran his fingers through his hair and breathed heavily. He didn't know what he was going to do! His father might be torturing her in the dungeon at this very moment, and Draco was getting worried. He imagined her covered in bruises and lying down on the floor, crying and pleading for mercy.

Draco cried out in exasperation and closed his eyes. He thought for a moment about what he was going to do, but his mind was blank. Should he tell Harry and Ron? Should he report this to the headmaster?

No… this must be kept secret, he thought. He stood up and fastened his cloak, finally deciding what he was supposed to do.

He was going to go to the Manor and save Hermione.

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"Master Draco." Servir bowed down to him.

"Take me to my Father." Draco ordered, looking at him with contempt. "Now."

Servir smiled crookedly and nodded. He picked up a small pebble from the floor and gave it to Draco. "A Portkey."

Draco took it from his hand. "Are you coming?" he asked Servir coldly.

Servir smiled smugly and shook his head. "I will be Disapparating a little later." He replied, stepping back. "You must go now."

Draco gave him a nod and held the pebble tightly. Suddenly, he felt himself being lifted, and the West Tower swirled and finally disappeared.

He was already traveling to the Malfoy Manor.

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"Oof!" Draco fell flat on the cold floor, the pebble lying beside him. He coughed a bit and stood up.

"Thank you for dropping by, Draco." A voice behind him said.

Draco gulped. He turned and faced the person. "Father," he trembled, bowing slightly.

Lucius smiled. "I believe you're here to save your Mudblood friend, am I right?"

"Where is she?" he asked, glaring at him.

"Don't worry, Draco. Don't panic—"

"Did you hurt her?" Draco shouted, pointing his wand at his father.

Lucius laughed silently. "Tut tut, be patient." He said in an amused tone. "She'll be he—well, here she is now!" He looked in the darkness and said, "Come, Miss Granger. Your savior is here."

Draco put down his hand and waited for Hermione to come out. Finally, she did. She was walking slowly, as if everything was okay.

Draco smiled in relief and said, "Hermione! Are you okay? Alright—"

But it was a stupid question. Unlike what Draco imagined, Hermione was well groomed at the moment. Her uniform had no creases, her hair was fixed, and she had no bruises. However, she didn't look like Hermione. There was no life in her eyes and her expression was blank.

"Hermione?" Draco said softly, walking towards her. "Are you alri—"

"Don't come near me." She said sharply, her wand pointing at him.

Draco stopped. "What the—"

Lucius chuckled. "Are you thinking that this is not Hermione?" he said quietly, putting his hand on Hermione's shoulder.

"What did you do to her?" Draco glared at him.

"Well, you see, I just told her the truth."

"What truth?"

"That you were just using her." Lucius smiled, seeing Draco's shocked expression. He looked at Hermione. "Your friend just took it really well. She fell in despair and closed her heart."

Draco reluctantly took a step nearer. He blinked and looked deeper into Hermione's eyes.

It was different… instead of happiness, there was sorrow… instead of the light brown shade, it was dark and empty.

This isn't Hermione… Draco thought sadly. "Hermione…"

"Relashio!" a streak of light from Hermione's wand hit Draco. He was pushed backward and hit the wall.

Lucius laughed and turned to her. "Good work, Mudblood. Now, it is time for you to give me the Stone."

Hermione smiled and reached for her pocket.

Draco stood up and hurried to her. "NO, HERMIONE!" He grabbed her hand and ran up the stairs.

"Where are you taking me?!" she shouted, trying to get away from him.

Draco, however, didn't answer and just continued running. Finally, they reached the living room.

"Let go of me!" Hermione said, trying to get away from him.

"No!" Draco replied, pulling her back.

"You tricked me!" Hermione screamed, tears now streaming from her eyes. "Let go of me—"

Draco pulled her closer and embraced her. "I didn't trick you." He whispered in her ear. "I didn't—"

Hermione pushed him away. "Get. Away. From. Me."

At that moment, Lucius Apparated beside Hermione. He was wearing a smirk on his face. "I'm quite amazed with you, Miss Granger," he said. "Now. Finish him off."

Draco stepped back. Hermione smiled coldly and raised her wand. "Goodbye, Draco."

She opened her mouth to say the magic words, but at that moment, Draco laughed and looked at her.

"Kill me now, Hermione." He smiled slightly and closed his eyes. "It'll be much better if the person I loved was the one who would kill me."

Hermione's hand slightly fell. "What are you… saying…?"

Draco smiled and whispered, "My last words for you are… I love you." He continued smiling. "Goodbye, Hermione."

He kneeled on the floor and prepared to be killed. However, Hermione's wand fell to the floor. Draco opened his eyes and looked at her. "Hermione?"

Hermione smiled weakly and fell to the floor. "Draco…" she whispered, and she was unconscious.

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A/N: Sorry this chapter isn't that nice! But please review! Good and bad comments are very welcome, just as long as you review, k? Thanks!!