Snape walked into the infirmary and strode over to Madame Pomfrey who was at the moment tending to a second year Ravenclaw with a broken arm. While waiting for her to finish he surveyed the rest of the room but did not see any signs of other students. Rising Madame Pomfrey jumped when she turned around and came face to face with a very grim looking Professor Snape. Regaining her composure she smiled, "Hello, is their anything I can help you with?"
"Yes, I was wondering if Hermione Granger came in here today, during last period?" Snape managed to semi remove the mostly permanent sneer on his face.
"Hermione, for gods sake no! Why do I keep having to tell people that. She isn't here, and she hasn't been here. Now if there is a reason she should be here could someone please just tell me instead of just fleeing." She glared at Snape and he felt his heart sink. He didn't like Hermione, but he knew that she would never skip class. Or at least he had thought that she would never skip class, until now.
"What is going on?" He asked himself quietly, but not quiet enough.
"I don't know! But maybe if someone would be kind enough to inform me I would really appreciate.Severus..Proffesor." She trailed off, Snape had already left the room. She glared at the closed door and stalked away into her office.
Sinking down into an arm chair in front of his fire Snape pushed back his hair out of his face and sighed. That Granger girl was no problem of his, but he couldn't help worrying all the same. There was obviosly something wrong, that was the first time in six years that she hadn't been paying attention in class. He stood up and decided to go take a quick visit to Dumbledore. He should at least be alerted something was wrong, just incase As he walked out of his room he looked back at his chair and suddenly realized how tired he was. Her problems could wait until the morning, it didn't need to be dealt with right now. Smiling grimly he walked back to the chair and sunk down into it, immediately falling into a dreamless sleep.

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Hermione woke suddenly with a burning pain on her right forearm, she sat up gasping and saw moonlight was streaming through her window. Trying not to wake her companions she threw on her robes and went down to the common room.
"Damnit," she muttered to herself, "I'm coming, you can make the pain stop any time now," but it just went on hurting, and she knew it would until she was able to get to wherever Voldemort was. It was impossible to disaparate out of Hogwarts school grounds, but you could get wherever you wanted within the school. She held her breath and with a cool feeling of wind blowing around her she was standing in the secret tunnel that led to Hogsmeade. Sprinting down the long tunnel she held on to her arm tightly willing the pain to dissapear. Finaly she was standing in Hogsmead, with a quick look around, and seeing there was no one there she dissaparated.
She looked up and saw Voldemort standing there in front of her, the pain in her arm was gone, but he sent a shock of pain into her back. She fell to her knees, bowing. "My Lord," she gasped. As he let her stay there she quickle organized her thoughts. She was as glad as she could be at that moment, in that situation, that it was only one on one. If it had been a group and Snape had been there.shutting out her thoughts she rose, she could not allow Voldemort to know that she knew Snape was a Death Eater. Or let Snape know she was a Death Eater.
"Granger, how good it is to see you," his face twisted into a sadistic smile. "If you would please sit down," He gestured to the high backed chair beside him and she sat down, staring stright ahead. She worked hard to keep her hands from clenching on the armrests entwined with snake heads, and gilded with rubies. "Have you gotten any information yet?" He glared as she shook her head. "No? Well one would be almost thinking that you hadn't even tried to find anything out."
She snapped her head around to glare at him, "I haven't even been at school a full day yet, and yet you expect I have information? Fine here is what I know, Harry and Ron are idiots. All of the teachers are idiots. Everyone at Hogwarts is idiots. I don't know how I didn't see it before." Trying not to flinch away as he carresed her cheek she stared into his unfeeling cold eyes. He smiled yet she could only tell by the wrinkles developing awound his eyes, there was no feeling in them.
"Ah, there is some of the spirit that I so missed since the last time I saw you." He turned away, "Just make sure it stays that way, you wouldn't want me to grow bored of you know would you?" She didn't answer and she knew she didn't have to, they both knew the answer to that question.
"So is that the only reason you brought me out here? To question me? I have no information, can't I just go back now? If I am to tired in the mornings then won't they be asking questions? We don't want them to be getting suspicous." She trailed off knowing perfectly that Voldemort would send her back or keep her there because of whatever he wanted. He wouldn't heed anything that she was saying anything.
Voldemort turned away from her and beckoned into the shadows behind him, "Well, you see I would send you home, but questioning you isn't why I brought you here. A certain.friend.of yours was missing you." Hermione tried not to flinch as Lucious Malfoy stepped out of the darkness and smiled at her. She held her head up high and walked over to him, taking him by the arm.
"Hello, its been awhile," she smiled at him, pushed all sense of feeling to the back of her mind and felt herself go numb.