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Black and White By Lunar Ice
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"Wake up. C'mon, wake up little Mudblood. Wake up." A cold, clammy hand patted her cheek many times until she woke up. She opened her eyes to see a man squatting in front of her; obviously he was the one who woke her up. Behind him, there were three more people, all of their faces hidden in the shadows.
"That's a good Mudblood." The man stood and she could finally see his face in the moonlight. Lucius Malfoy. "Now, a quick interview should get her to tell us where Potter is. Draco, untie her mouth so she can speak. Now!" He shouted at his son.
Draco emerged from the shadows, dressed in black robes like his father and the other men. He kneeled in front of her and began untying the cloth around her mouth. He tried to act like it was hurting her, but he couldn't. Draco backed up into the shadows and hid in a corner.
"Now, Crabbe, do you have parchment to take notes? Good. Well, mudblood, would you like to tell us where Potter is? I'm sure that if you want to live, you'll obey my wishes, correct?" Lucius smirked and starred her in the eyes, unblinking.
"Never." She croaked, her throat and mouth dry from nothing to eat or drink in more than twelve hours.
"I'm sure with a little charm you'll have to speak." Malfoy pulled out his wand to jinx her into talking. "Draco, would you like to do the honors?" He glanced at his son. Hermione couldn't see Draco's face, so she didn't know what to think. "No? Well, how will you be able to become a Death Eater if you can't torture people? Have it your way then."
Lucius turned back to Hermione. "Wait." She whispered. "Just wait another day. He'll come and then I won't need to tell you." Hoping this would convince them, she pretended to fall unconscious, her head rolling on her shoulders.
"Damn, she's unconscious. Draco, gag her mouth again." The three men left the room, leaving Draco to tie her mouth. Draco kneeled down next to her, only to hear the door slam close.
"Father!" he shouted and pounded on the door. "Father! Damn, I'm locked in here with a mudblood until tomorrow night. Damn!" He paced back and forth across the small room, his hands folded behind him.
"So, it looks like your stuck here with me." Draco wheeled around to see Hermione conscious and grinning.
"I thought you were unconscious? Great, now I suppose you have to talk to me the whole time?" He leaned against the wall opposite her and folded his arms against his chest.
"I faked it so you would go away." She smirked at him, giving him a taste of his own medicine. "Well, why don't you just open the door and leave? You're the brains of this room aren't you?"
"What, do you think that they would just leave the door unlocked forgetting that you could just get up and leave whenever you felt like it? If you had any common sense, mudblood, you would realize there were spells and charms on the door, not letting anyone in or out unless you knew the counter curse. Even I don't know them." He slid down onto the floor pulling his legs up to his chest. "I'm stuck here until they come back." He hung his head.
"Well, can't you yell or something? I don't want you in here with me just as much as you don't want to be here." She tugged at the ties on her wrists with her teeth, quietly so Malfoy wouldn't hear her.
"Silencing charms are on this room as well so we wouldn't have to hear the pathetic screams of you, mudblood." He looked up and Hermione quickly let go of the bandages in her teeth.
"Well, as long you're here, you best be quiet or I might just have to kill you." Malfoy starred her hard in the eyes, unblinking.
"And how do you plan to do that? With your bare hands that are tied together?" He hung his head again and sighed.
Hermione rolled her eyes and pulled the ties off her hands. She continued on with untying the bandages around her ankles. She rubbed her wrists, which were on the verge of bleeding from being so tightly bound together. She stood up and walked to the window. "What are you doing? Sit down, filthy mudblood." Draco said. "Wait a minute. Weren't you tied up just a minute ago?"
"Hmm, you underestimate me. I'm not as stupid or filthy as you think. I have my ways." She walked along the walls of the room, tapping them every once and a while.
"What the hell are you doing, Granger? There is no way out of this room unless someone lets you out."
"I know that, dumb ass." She smirked and continued tapping the wall.
"Then what the hell are you doing?" Malfoy stood up and blocked her way.
"As if you really want to know. Now get out of my way." She starred at his cold, gray eyes. They seemed to sparkle in the moonlight, which was a new thing for Malfoy. He leaned against the wall, refusing to move out of her way. "Fine, if you won't move I'll just go around you."
Hermione walked around him, only to be blocked by him again. He moved farther down the wall to keep her from doing whatever it was she was doing.
"Malfoy! Move!" She crossed her arms.
"Not until you tell me. If you have means of escaping, I must know so I can make sure it doesn't happen. And if it does work, then the Dementors will just drag you away into the "other" chamber. So, by all means, continue on with what you are doing...it'll just get you into more trouble." He smirked his famous smirk and stepped out of the way.
'Damn, he looks hot like that in the moonlight.' 'What are you saying? This is Malfoy you're talking about!' 'I...dang, you're right.' Hermione argued with her self. "Fine. Be that way. I'm not scared of you. Remember, you're stuck in here with me until further notice."
Hermione smiled and continued tapping the wall. "Aha! Found it. Now, if I only knew the charm used here..." she thought about it for a minute. Giving up, she returned to her spot on the wall and sat down, resting her head against the wall.
"What did you find?" Draco said, sitting down across the room from her.
"Oh, nothing. Just where the charms start that hold my wand up on the wall like that. I know how to break them too, if you care. Are you going to call the Dementors after me?" she pretended to be scared and looked around. "Oh no! What will I do?" she said sarcastically.
"I can't control them, if that's what you're implying. My father is the one that does that. He wants me to be just like him, a Death Eater and all." Malfoy looked up to notice that Hermione and laid down and fallen asleep.
"Finally, some peace and quiet." He said out loud. He surveyed her for sometime, watching as the moonlight danced across her face. Her chest rose slowly with her staggered breathing. Hermione's brown, wavy hair framed her face making her look at peace. 'I never noticed how beautiful she was.' Draco thought to himself. 'Damn! What am I saying? This is filthy mudblood Granger we're talking about here!' he hit his forehead with the palm of his hand and leaned his silvery blonde head against the wall.
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Hermione woke with a start. She sat bolt upright to see two Death Eaters standing in the room. Behind them, Malfoy was sleeping sitting upright with his head on the wall. "So, little missy, have we decided to speak yet? The Master would like to see you if you don't."
"I would never talk to you, or that disgusting snake you call master." She spat at them.
"Oh, she'll pay for that, won't she Crabbe?" The shorter of the two said, laughing in his throat.
"Yes she will, Goyle. And then we might have Potter's girlfriend for a new head piece on the wall!" they both laughed and left the room, slamming the door behind them. This caused Malfoy to jump awake. "Did someone just come in here?" He pointed at the door and then looked at Hermione. "Why didn't you wake me up?" he shouted, standing up and walking to the door.
Hermione shrugged her shoulders. "Liked the company." She stated. Malfoy glared at her, his eyes cold and gray again. "Well, you wouldn't know what it's like to be in here all by yourself when everyone outside hates you. So, I thought you should be tortured as well." She smirked and stood up. The early morning sun shone brightly through the barred window, causing Hermione to squint her eyes.
"Damn you Granger. Damn you and your stupid logic." The two stood across the room from each other, hating every inch of each other's body. "You really think you're amusing, don't you mudblood?"
"No, but if you think I am, then I better change my mind, huh?" she smirked and crossed her arms. Malfoy clenched his teeth together and balled up his hands into tight fists. Hermione just raised her eyebrows and starred at him.
"See, there you go again. Thinking you're all smart and funny. Well you're not, so just stop it."
"Oo, I'm so scared! The great and powerful Malfoy just said stop it! I better call my fairy godmother to ask for advice for what to do!" she crossed her arms again and walked around the other side of Malfoy. "As if you didn't know, Malfoy, I'm not threatened by you so you can just stop the act."
"You really are a sarcastic little bitch, aren't you?" he turned around to face her. "You're only not scared of me because I can't harm you in this room. And you actually think that Pothead and Weasel will be able to save you now? They have no idea where you are, nor do they care."
The little color in Hermione's face drained as he spoke. Thinking he finally had won this little argument, Malfoy smirked at her. "Actually," she spoke up. "I would prefer that my boyfriend would come and find me."
"Do you love him?"
"What?"
"I said do you love him?"
"I--er--well--er" Hermione looked down at the ground, twisting her fingers together.
"Then he won't come for you."
Hermione looked up and glared at him, her eyes watery. She took a couple steps towards him, until they were a foot apart. "Shut up Malfoy. You don't know anything about my love life, nor will you ever!" She burst into tears and collapsed on the floor. Malfoy just rolled his eyes and walked to the other side of the room.
"Women." He muttered under his breath.
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"So, Master, what shall we do with the little mudblood in the silent chamber right now?" Crabbe and Goyle stood before a snake like man, awaiting his decision.
"What is it that she said again?" the high, whispery voice echoed throughout the tiny office room.
"She called you a snake and said that she would never talk to you, Master." Goyle spoke this time.
"Leave her, for now. It's only a matter of time before Potter comes for her. By then we'll have her wrapped around our finger, doing exactly what we want her to do."
"But master, how will we get her to do that? She's stubborn enough as it is." Crabbe stated, expecting that his master was lying.
"We'll just have to put her-"
Just then, the door to the office burst open and Lucius Malfoy busted through, followed by a few other Death Eaters. "Sorry to interrupt, Master, but I can't find Draco any where. I need him so I can try out few of those new charms you taught me. Have you seen him?"
"He's a young boy. Just out of school. Give him some time before you make a rookie Death Eater out of him." The high voice of Lord Voldemort whispered.
"Yes, you're right. Sorry to interrupt, My Lord." Malfoy and the others left.
"As I was saying, we'll just have to hand the girl over to the Dementors in their Defenseless Chamber."
~~To Be Continued~~
a/n: school started today!!! So I don't know when I'll get the next chapter up.sorry, but I hope you'll enjoy what I have so far for now!! Love all of my reviewers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Black and White By Lunar Ice
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"Wake up. C'mon, wake up little Mudblood. Wake up." A cold, clammy hand patted her cheek many times until she woke up. She opened her eyes to see a man squatting in front of her; obviously he was the one who woke her up. Behind him, there were three more people, all of their faces hidden in the shadows.
"That's a good Mudblood." The man stood and she could finally see his face in the moonlight. Lucius Malfoy. "Now, a quick interview should get her to tell us where Potter is. Draco, untie her mouth so she can speak. Now!" He shouted at his son.
Draco emerged from the shadows, dressed in black robes like his father and the other men. He kneeled in front of her and began untying the cloth around her mouth. He tried to act like it was hurting her, but he couldn't. Draco backed up into the shadows and hid in a corner.
"Now, Crabbe, do you have parchment to take notes? Good. Well, mudblood, would you like to tell us where Potter is? I'm sure that if you want to live, you'll obey my wishes, correct?" Lucius smirked and starred her in the eyes, unblinking.
"Never." She croaked, her throat and mouth dry from nothing to eat or drink in more than twelve hours.
"I'm sure with a little charm you'll have to speak." Malfoy pulled out his wand to jinx her into talking. "Draco, would you like to do the honors?" He glanced at his son. Hermione couldn't see Draco's face, so she didn't know what to think. "No? Well, how will you be able to become a Death Eater if you can't torture people? Have it your way then."
Lucius turned back to Hermione. "Wait." She whispered. "Just wait another day. He'll come and then I won't need to tell you." Hoping this would convince them, she pretended to fall unconscious, her head rolling on her shoulders.
"Damn, she's unconscious. Draco, gag her mouth again." The three men left the room, leaving Draco to tie her mouth. Draco kneeled down next to her, only to hear the door slam close.
"Father!" he shouted and pounded on the door. "Father! Damn, I'm locked in here with a mudblood until tomorrow night. Damn!" He paced back and forth across the small room, his hands folded behind him.
"So, it looks like your stuck here with me." Draco wheeled around to see Hermione conscious and grinning.
"I thought you were unconscious? Great, now I suppose you have to talk to me the whole time?" He leaned against the wall opposite her and folded his arms against his chest.
"I faked it so you would go away." She smirked at him, giving him a taste of his own medicine. "Well, why don't you just open the door and leave? You're the brains of this room aren't you?"
"What, do you think that they would just leave the door unlocked forgetting that you could just get up and leave whenever you felt like it? If you had any common sense, mudblood, you would realize there were spells and charms on the door, not letting anyone in or out unless you knew the counter curse. Even I don't know them." He slid down onto the floor pulling his legs up to his chest. "I'm stuck here until they come back." He hung his head.
"Well, can't you yell or something? I don't want you in here with me just as much as you don't want to be here." She tugged at the ties on her wrists with her teeth, quietly so Malfoy wouldn't hear her.
"Silencing charms are on this room as well so we wouldn't have to hear the pathetic screams of you, mudblood." He looked up and Hermione quickly let go of the bandages in her teeth.
"Well, as long you're here, you best be quiet or I might just have to kill you." Malfoy starred her hard in the eyes, unblinking.
"And how do you plan to do that? With your bare hands that are tied together?" He hung his head again and sighed.
Hermione rolled her eyes and pulled the ties off her hands. She continued on with untying the bandages around her ankles. She rubbed her wrists, which were on the verge of bleeding from being so tightly bound together. She stood up and walked to the window. "What are you doing? Sit down, filthy mudblood." Draco said. "Wait a minute. Weren't you tied up just a minute ago?"
"Hmm, you underestimate me. I'm not as stupid or filthy as you think. I have my ways." She walked along the walls of the room, tapping them every once and a while.
"What the hell are you doing, Granger? There is no way out of this room unless someone lets you out."
"I know that, dumb ass." She smirked and continued tapping the wall.
"Then what the hell are you doing?" Malfoy stood up and blocked her way.
"As if you really want to know. Now get out of my way." She starred at his cold, gray eyes. They seemed to sparkle in the moonlight, which was a new thing for Malfoy. He leaned against the wall, refusing to move out of her way. "Fine, if you won't move I'll just go around you."
Hermione walked around him, only to be blocked by him again. He moved farther down the wall to keep her from doing whatever it was she was doing.
"Malfoy! Move!" She crossed her arms.
"Not until you tell me. If you have means of escaping, I must know so I can make sure it doesn't happen. And if it does work, then the Dementors will just drag you away into the "other" chamber. So, by all means, continue on with what you are doing...it'll just get you into more trouble." He smirked his famous smirk and stepped out of the way.
'Damn, he looks hot like that in the moonlight.' 'What are you saying? This is Malfoy you're talking about!' 'I...dang, you're right.' Hermione argued with her self. "Fine. Be that way. I'm not scared of you. Remember, you're stuck in here with me until further notice."
Hermione smiled and continued tapping the wall. "Aha! Found it. Now, if I only knew the charm used here..." she thought about it for a minute. Giving up, she returned to her spot on the wall and sat down, resting her head against the wall.
"What did you find?" Draco said, sitting down across the room from her.
"Oh, nothing. Just where the charms start that hold my wand up on the wall like that. I know how to break them too, if you care. Are you going to call the Dementors after me?" she pretended to be scared and looked around. "Oh no! What will I do?" she said sarcastically.
"I can't control them, if that's what you're implying. My father is the one that does that. He wants me to be just like him, a Death Eater and all." Malfoy looked up to notice that Hermione and laid down and fallen asleep.
"Finally, some peace and quiet." He said out loud. He surveyed her for sometime, watching as the moonlight danced across her face. Her chest rose slowly with her staggered breathing. Hermione's brown, wavy hair framed her face making her look at peace. 'I never noticed how beautiful she was.' Draco thought to himself. 'Damn! What am I saying? This is filthy mudblood Granger we're talking about here!' he hit his forehead with the palm of his hand and leaned his silvery blonde head against the wall.
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Hermione woke with a start. She sat bolt upright to see two Death Eaters standing in the room. Behind them, Malfoy was sleeping sitting upright with his head on the wall. "So, little missy, have we decided to speak yet? The Master would like to see you if you don't."
"I would never talk to you, or that disgusting snake you call master." She spat at them.
"Oh, she'll pay for that, won't she Crabbe?" The shorter of the two said, laughing in his throat.
"Yes she will, Goyle. And then we might have Potter's girlfriend for a new head piece on the wall!" they both laughed and left the room, slamming the door behind them. This caused Malfoy to jump awake. "Did someone just come in here?" He pointed at the door and then looked at Hermione. "Why didn't you wake me up?" he shouted, standing up and walking to the door.
Hermione shrugged her shoulders. "Liked the company." She stated. Malfoy glared at her, his eyes cold and gray again. "Well, you wouldn't know what it's like to be in here all by yourself when everyone outside hates you. So, I thought you should be tortured as well." She smirked and stood up. The early morning sun shone brightly through the barred window, causing Hermione to squint her eyes.
"Damn you Granger. Damn you and your stupid logic." The two stood across the room from each other, hating every inch of each other's body. "You really think you're amusing, don't you mudblood?"
"No, but if you think I am, then I better change my mind, huh?" she smirked and crossed her arms. Malfoy clenched his teeth together and balled up his hands into tight fists. Hermione just raised her eyebrows and starred at him.
"See, there you go again. Thinking you're all smart and funny. Well you're not, so just stop it."
"Oo, I'm so scared! The great and powerful Malfoy just said stop it! I better call my fairy godmother to ask for advice for what to do!" she crossed her arms again and walked around the other side of Malfoy. "As if you didn't know, Malfoy, I'm not threatened by you so you can just stop the act."
"You really are a sarcastic little bitch, aren't you?" he turned around to face her. "You're only not scared of me because I can't harm you in this room. And you actually think that Pothead and Weasel will be able to save you now? They have no idea where you are, nor do they care."
The little color in Hermione's face drained as he spoke. Thinking he finally had won this little argument, Malfoy smirked at her. "Actually," she spoke up. "I would prefer that my boyfriend would come and find me."
"Do you love him?"
"What?"
"I said do you love him?"
"I--er--well--er" Hermione looked down at the ground, twisting her fingers together.
"Then he won't come for you."
Hermione looked up and glared at him, her eyes watery. She took a couple steps towards him, until they were a foot apart. "Shut up Malfoy. You don't know anything about my love life, nor will you ever!" She burst into tears and collapsed on the floor. Malfoy just rolled his eyes and walked to the other side of the room.
"Women." He muttered under his breath.
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"So, Master, what shall we do with the little mudblood in the silent chamber right now?" Crabbe and Goyle stood before a snake like man, awaiting his decision.
"What is it that she said again?" the high, whispery voice echoed throughout the tiny office room.
"She called you a snake and said that she would never talk to you, Master." Goyle spoke this time.
"Leave her, for now. It's only a matter of time before Potter comes for her. By then we'll have her wrapped around our finger, doing exactly what we want her to do."
"But master, how will we get her to do that? She's stubborn enough as it is." Crabbe stated, expecting that his master was lying.
"We'll just have to put her-"
Just then, the door to the office burst open and Lucius Malfoy busted through, followed by a few other Death Eaters. "Sorry to interrupt, Master, but I can't find Draco any where. I need him so I can try out few of those new charms you taught me. Have you seen him?"
"He's a young boy. Just out of school. Give him some time before you make a rookie Death Eater out of him." The high voice of Lord Voldemort whispered.
"Yes, you're right. Sorry to interrupt, My Lord." Malfoy and the others left.
"As I was saying, we'll just have to hand the girl over to the Dementors in their Defenseless Chamber."
~~To Be Continued~~
a/n: school started today!!! So I don't know when I'll get the next chapter up.sorry, but I hope you'll enjoy what I have so far for now!! Love all of my reviewers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!