Chapter One: Flashback- Sentencing, Escape~~~~~~~~`````
Title: Dirty, Pretty Things
Summary: Post-Hogwarts. Hermione has a dirty past that comes with a dirty little secret. She never told anyone for fear that her past would come back and kill her for her deeds. Her secret starts to be uncovered and slowly one by one anyone who finds out the truth dies or is missing and is found in unexpected places. Can Hermione try to fight the demon that forced her to hind her life from those who she cares for the most or will she surrender to it and lose every thing that she once held dear?
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It was raining and Hermione stood in a dark room breathing heavily as she tried to calm her nerves. He was coming; she could feel it as the nervous knot in her stomach worsened. She sat down on the cold floor and brought her knees to her chest. She rested her forehead on her knees and placed her arms protectively over her head. She could here his faint footsteps on the cold stone floor as he approached her hiding place. **God damn you Faith! You told me that he would never find me. And now he has! And worst of all he has ripped out your heart just to get the information then sent it to me!** Hermione thought her body shaking with fright. Tears streamed down her already tear stained cheeks as the memories of that day flooded her mind.
The footsteps grew louder and her body tensed. She knew him all to well to know that he would never rest until she was his. Why didn't she just turn him over so this whole ordeal would have never happened? **Why me? Why must I be the one who is responsible for these terrible murders?!?** She screamed in her head. Her breathing became ragged as she heard him draw nearer to her hiding place. She then remembered the secret passage in the corner of the room. She stood silently and made her way over to the trap door. The door would only open to her because she charmed it to know her DNA and no one else's. She touched the door and it opened silently she lowered her self and the door closed automatically with a quiet snap. As soon as she started her way down the tunnel she heard the door above her that lad her to her former hiding place bang open. She willed herself not to scream as she heard his voice.
"Hermione my love! Where are you? I have come to take you away from all this so we may start a new life together. Stop hiding from me you know I could never hurt you in any way." He called out. She knew that he had his long jagged knife in his boot and that his body was tense so that he could whip it out if he saw movement. **You can't hurt me but you hurt every one around me** Hermione thought as she stood frozen to her spot, which happened to be directly under him. Silent tears fell down her cheeks, her breathing became shaky but it was still silent so he wouldn't know that she was under him.
"Oh my love, please don't cry I'll wash my bloody hands and we'll start a new life." He sang starting to move around the room looking for her. **Go away Jack. Please just go away. Leave me be! Never come back to me again!** She screamed in her head. She willed him with all her might to make him leave but he just kept walking around the large dark room humming the song that had plagued her dreams. She stepped forward into the tunnel with out a noise and continued on hoping to god that he wouldn't hear her or find the trap door.
When she was sure that she was a safe distance away she broke into a run. She knew these tunnels like that back of her hand. She used them so many times to escape him. She turned left and took a sharp right. Her body knew the way expertly to the ministry. She knew that was the only place he wouldn't go to look for her or fear of being caught and executed. She reached the stone door that led into the ministry and paused to catch her breath. That's when she heard faint running foot steps coming towards her. **NO!!** She thought as she pulled the door open and closed it behind her. She locked the door with a spell and ran through the ministry. Witches and Wizards stopped and stared at the strange girl who was running like mad to the lift to get to the Ministers office. An old Wizard held the door as she ran in and slammed her self into the wall of the lift.
"Minister.No time.hurry." Hermione panted as the lift door closed. The old man nodded noting her state of panic. He pressed the button and the life started to move. The doors opened soon after and Hermione walked out. She broke out into a run again and slammed her self into the Ministers door. At impact it opened and she fell into the grand office panting and on the verge of hyperventilating. Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge looked up from his meeting with Lucius Malfoy, and his son, Draco Malfoy, to see Hermione on her hands and knees on the floor breathing heavily tears streaming down her face again. Fudge looked at her with worry in his eyes.
"He.Found me.followed me in the tunnel.just got away.He's going to kill again.Must stop him." Hermione panted to him before passing out onto the floor. Lucius eyed her with distaste.
"What is SHE doing here?" He asked looking disgusted.
"That is none of your business, Lucius. Now will one of you go call St. Mungo's and ask for Linda to come here at once please?" Fudge said standing and walking over to the unconscious Hermione Granger. Lucius stood and walked to the door and left to call St. Mungo's.
"Draco, will you place her on the couch while I get something cool to place on her forehead?" Fudge asked again standing and moving towards the door. Draco sat for a few seconds before getting up and kneeling besides the still body of Hermione. He picked her up and to his surprise she barely seemed to weigh anything in his arms. He placed her on the couch and looked at her stressed but pretty face. It had been at least a year or two since he last saw her. He had to admit she did become quiet beautiful in that time apart. Her face was tear stained from many nights and days of crying. There was sweat on her forehead from her running and from all that fear that resided in her body. Draco noticed a slash wound on her arm and on her side. He lifted up her shirt a little and gasped at the size of and goriness of the slash wound. He turned her arm and examined the slash wound there. He noted that it must have been done during a struggle of some kind and from a jagged, long, blade. The wounds seemed resent and seemed to be just starting to heal. Her body was bruised and mud was smeared on her body. Draco brushed the hair from her face and dabbed at her forehead with his sleeve. He felt something for her at that moment. She stirred but didn't wake.
"Jack." She whispered tilting her head to the side. ".No Jack.Please.I beg of you leave her alone!...Please listen to me!...Don't do it Jack I know you don't want to." Her voice trailed off. She jerked her head back and forth and her body started going into spasms. She jerked her self from side to side as if fighting some unseen force. Her eyes snapped open. She screamed. Draco had never heard such a scream before. It was one of pure terror, it was blood curdling. Draco was sure that the whole Ministry had heard it.
"No!" She cried sitting up hurriedly. "No! You will not win me this time! I'm not yours do you hear me!" Hermione yelled. She looked over at Draco who had been knocked back with shock when she suddenly started to yell. Her breathing was ragged again and her eyes were filled with terror.
"Draco.?" She whispered sliding off the couch and kneeling in front of him.
"Yes, Hermione, it's me Draco Malfoy." Draco answered attempting to be calm but was failing miserably. She reached out a hand and touched his cheek as if trying to make sure he was real.
"Where's Fudge?" She asked moving to lean against the couch.
"He went to get a cold compress and probably to meet this Linda person from St. Mungo's who's coming here because of your strange arrival here." Draco answered. Hermione put her head in her hands.
"This should never have happened. Why was I so stupid at the time? She would have still been alive if I hadn't told her about what was going on. He always kills those who I tell." Hermione said to mostly herself. She seemed to have calmed down but he knew she was really going crazy inside. Fudge, Lucius, and Linda burst through the door at that moment. Linda and Fudge rushed towards Hermione while Lucius stayed back and grabbed Draco's arm and pulled him to his feet.
"Come Draco we're leaving." He said moving towards the door. Hermione looked up with pleading eyes.
"No! Please Draco don't go!" She cried out. "Please. I need some one right now. Please Mr. Malfoy, please don't take him away." She pleaded attempting to stand. Her legs failed her and she fell forward. Draco caught her and placed her back on the couch. Lucius was furious at that point.
"First you interrupt a very important meeting with the Minister, Draco and I. and now you don't want Draco to leave? You, my dear, are a stupid mudblood who shouldn't interrupt things between those who are higher then you." Lucius sneered at her grabbing Draco again.
"You think you're all high and mighty just because you're a pureblood and because you, Mr. Malfoy, are a Death Eater to Voldermort. You say that you can are not afraid and don't feel pain. But if you knew what I was going through you would hide under your bed and cry for your mum!" Hermione yelled from her spot on the couch. Linda, the medi-witch, was lifting up her arm and gasped at the wound.
"Did HE do this to you?" The medi-witch asked holding Hermione's arm close to her face as she examined it. Hermione shuddered at the memory.
"Yeah, umm.is it ok if I take off my shirt while you examine?" Hermione asked placing a hand gingerly on her left side. There was a large blood stain on her left side that went from her armpit to the end of her blue shirt.
"Why of course! With a blood stain like that you'll need to if you want me to examine it!" Linda cried letting go of her arm; the presence of Lucius, Draco and the Minister forgotten at the moment. Hermione carefully removed her shirt to reveal another slash wound this one, however, was ever worse, blood still trickled out a little. At Linda's touch Hermione groaned in pain.
"Oh my god! What has he done to you! And he says that he could never hurt you! Look at what he's done to you! You really need to tell him to get over you." Linda cried again opening her small medical bag and pulling out all sorts of creams and potions.
"It won't heal fully, Linda, the scare will always be there. That's what his blade was charmed to do. Never heal, always leave his victims who survive with the memory that they could die very painfully by his hand." Hermione told her. She looked away tears welling in her eyes again. She felt someone's hand on hers. She looked at her hand and followed up others arm to meet the icy blue-grey eyes of Draco Malfoy.
"Draco, we are leaving now! I do not want you to get involved with this Mudblood!" Lucius bellowed grabbing Draco's shoulder.
"I'm not leaving, father, I'm going to stay with Hermione. She needs some one now and I'm going to help her." Draco said glaring at his father.
"How dare you deify me?" Lucius bellowed again. At this point Fudge stepped in and placed a hand on Lucius' arm.
"Let him stay, Lucius, You have no idea what Hermione here is going through. And she is right; you would hide under your bed if you knew what went on in her life." He said removing Mr. Malfoy's hand from Draco's shoulder. "If you want to leave go right on ahead. Draco, however, is staying." Fudge continued motioning to the door and then to Draco. Mr. Malfoy glared at Draco before turning on his heal and walking towards the door.
"Oh, and Mr. Malfoy could you ask Narcissa to come over. Tell her that it has to do with a certain some and Miss Granger please?" Linda asked just as he reached the door. Lucius nodded and left. Linda turned back to Hermione and placed a piece of fabric, which had all sorts of antibiotics on it, on her side. Hermione screamed in pain as she rubbed it carefully over the wound.
"Tell me what happened, 'Mione dear, it will be better for your self if you did." Linda said in a motherly tone.
"He killed her." Hermione whispered tears filling her again. She closed her eyes as the tears fell down her face.
"Killed who my dear?" Linda asked even though she knew who she was talking about.
"He killed Faith because I told her about us. I told her every thing and that I needed a hiding place. She told me where to go and that she would join me in five days to take me to the next place. If she didn't come then I was to go on without her. The fifth day came and she never showed up. Instead I got a package." Hermione's voice trailed off as she cried even harder. "Inside.inside w-was her.h-heart and a note telling me that she had a good heart and the she was a sweet girl." She finished. She was shaking again as she held back sobs. She gripped Draco's hand tighter and cried out all her emotions that she had held in that last few days. Draco pulled her into his arms and held her once Linda had placed a bandage over her wounded side. Narcissa opened the door quietly and walked in but stopped when she saw the scene in front of her. Draco was HOLDING Hermione Granger, a Gryffindor a MUDBLOOD for heavens sake! She cried into his chest her body shaking violently. Narcissa pulled her white blond hair into a pony tail with the white scrunchy around her wrist.
"Narcissa, glad that you came so fast do you have it?" Linda asked greeting the older woman. The blond nodded and walked quietly over to where Draco and Hermione were sitting.
"Hermione dear, I'm here to help you." Narcissa said kneeling down in front of her. Hermione turned her head to face her.
"Narcissa, nice to see you again. I can't take this anymore, please help me rid him from my life." Hermione whispered still not letting go of Draco. Narcissa smiled sadly and placed a hand on her cheek.
"It'll be ok, don't worry 'Mione. We'll put him where he belongs, one way or another. We just need you to help us. You need to get to him s owe can take him away for good." Narcissa said as if she were talking to a small child. Hermione tightened her grip on Draco and shook her head.
"He'll know. He always knows! He won't come to me unless I tell some one or if I go back into the tunnels and go back to the last place that he almost found me. And I really don't want to see him again." Hermione explained her eyes darting towards the door. Draco rubbed her back trying to calm her even though he had no idea what was going on.
"Please Hermione. You want him out of your life don't you? Here take this it'll help you." Narcissa said pulling a small vile out of her cloak and opening it. She handed it to Hermione who took it and eyed it suspiciously. She looked at Mrs. Malfoy questioningly who nodded encouragingly to her. Hermione swallowed and placed the vile opening at her mouth. She took a deep breath before drinking the potion in one gulp. She instantly felt warmth surge through her body along with confidence. Hermione pulled away from Draco and looked at the floor.
"Ok, I'll find him. Fudge I'll need you to get your best auroras out there he's very dangerous and very good at seeing through anyone's lies." Hermione said standing. She was terrified inside but she was good about keeping that on the inside. Draco stood as well and watched Hermione cautiously. She turned and flung her arms around Draco's neck and kissed him. When she pulled away she said.
"I've always wanted to do that." With that she turned and walked out the door with the Minister.
Hermione stood again for the second time that night in the dark room awaiting his return. She knew that he knew she was there. He always seemed to know where she was no matter where he was or what country she was in. She heard his foot steps on the stone and she shuddered. The foot steps stopped just outside the door before it opened and he stepped in.
"My love, you have come back to me." He said walking towards her with his arms out stretched. He enveloped her in a tender hug and felt her flinch when his arm pressed against her side.
"I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked her. When Hermione didn't answer he frowned. "I did didn't I? I'm sorry I never meant for it to happen. Please accept my apology." He said kissing her neck tenderly. Hermione closed her eyes forcing back tears.
"I'm sorry." She whispered. He looked up with a confused expression on his face. "I'm sorry Jack. You'll have to forgive me in due time. I'm only doing it for our safety." She whispered. In one swift movement she pulled out her wand and yelled "impedimenta!". He flew back and hit the wall. "Now!" She yelled again. Several Aurorers jumped from their hiding places and grabbed Jack.
"NO!!" He yelled "I thought you loved me! I thought we loved each other! This is how you show me your love?" He yelled.
"I'm sorry. I can't let you hurt me again. That's all you've done Jack is hurt me!" Hermione cried out crumpling into a ball on the floor murmuring 'I'm sorry' over and over again trying to block out his yells as he was taken away and put into a special cell in Azkaban.
Title: Dirty, Pretty Things
Summary: Post-Hogwarts. Hermione has a dirty past that comes with a dirty little secret. She never told anyone for fear that her past would come back and kill her for her deeds. Her secret starts to be uncovered and slowly one by one anyone who finds out the truth dies or is missing and is found in unexpected places. Can Hermione try to fight the demon that forced her to hind her life from those who she cares for the most or will she surrender to it and lose every thing that she once held dear?
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It was raining and Hermione stood in a dark room breathing heavily as she tried to calm her nerves. He was coming; she could feel it as the nervous knot in her stomach worsened. She sat down on the cold floor and brought her knees to her chest. She rested her forehead on her knees and placed her arms protectively over her head. She could here his faint footsteps on the cold stone floor as he approached her hiding place. **God damn you Faith! You told me that he would never find me. And now he has! And worst of all he has ripped out your heart just to get the information then sent it to me!** Hermione thought her body shaking with fright. Tears streamed down her already tear stained cheeks as the memories of that day flooded her mind.
The footsteps grew louder and her body tensed. She knew him all to well to know that he would never rest until she was his. Why didn't she just turn him over so this whole ordeal would have never happened? **Why me? Why must I be the one who is responsible for these terrible murders?!?** She screamed in her head. Her breathing became ragged as she heard him draw nearer to her hiding place. She then remembered the secret passage in the corner of the room. She stood silently and made her way over to the trap door. The door would only open to her because she charmed it to know her DNA and no one else's. She touched the door and it opened silently she lowered her self and the door closed automatically with a quiet snap. As soon as she started her way down the tunnel she heard the door above her that lad her to her former hiding place bang open. She willed herself not to scream as she heard his voice.
"Hermione my love! Where are you? I have come to take you away from all this so we may start a new life together. Stop hiding from me you know I could never hurt you in any way." He called out. She knew that he had his long jagged knife in his boot and that his body was tense so that he could whip it out if he saw movement. **You can't hurt me but you hurt every one around me** Hermione thought as she stood frozen to her spot, which happened to be directly under him. Silent tears fell down her cheeks, her breathing became shaky but it was still silent so he wouldn't know that she was under him.
"Oh my love, please don't cry I'll wash my bloody hands and we'll start a new life." He sang starting to move around the room looking for her. **Go away Jack. Please just go away. Leave me be! Never come back to me again!** She screamed in her head. She willed him with all her might to make him leave but he just kept walking around the large dark room humming the song that had plagued her dreams. She stepped forward into the tunnel with out a noise and continued on hoping to god that he wouldn't hear her or find the trap door.
When she was sure that she was a safe distance away she broke into a run. She knew these tunnels like that back of her hand. She used them so many times to escape him. She turned left and took a sharp right. Her body knew the way expertly to the ministry. She knew that was the only place he wouldn't go to look for her or fear of being caught and executed. She reached the stone door that led into the ministry and paused to catch her breath. That's when she heard faint running foot steps coming towards her. **NO!!** She thought as she pulled the door open and closed it behind her. She locked the door with a spell and ran through the ministry. Witches and Wizards stopped and stared at the strange girl who was running like mad to the lift to get to the Ministers office. An old Wizard held the door as she ran in and slammed her self into the wall of the lift.
"Minister.No time.hurry." Hermione panted as the lift door closed. The old man nodded noting her state of panic. He pressed the button and the life started to move. The doors opened soon after and Hermione walked out. She broke out into a run again and slammed her self into the Ministers door. At impact it opened and she fell into the grand office panting and on the verge of hyperventilating. Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge looked up from his meeting with Lucius Malfoy, and his son, Draco Malfoy, to see Hermione on her hands and knees on the floor breathing heavily tears streaming down her face again. Fudge looked at her with worry in his eyes.
"He.Found me.followed me in the tunnel.just got away.He's going to kill again.Must stop him." Hermione panted to him before passing out onto the floor. Lucius eyed her with distaste.
"What is SHE doing here?" He asked looking disgusted.
"That is none of your business, Lucius. Now will one of you go call St. Mungo's and ask for Linda to come here at once please?" Fudge said standing and walking over to the unconscious Hermione Granger. Lucius stood and walked to the door and left to call St. Mungo's.
"Draco, will you place her on the couch while I get something cool to place on her forehead?" Fudge asked again standing and moving towards the door. Draco sat for a few seconds before getting up and kneeling besides the still body of Hermione. He picked her up and to his surprise she barely seemed to weigh anything in his arms. He placed her on the couch and looked at her stressed but pretty face. It had been at least a year or two since he last saw her. He had to admit she did become quiet beautiful in that time apart. Her face was tear stained from many nights and days of crying. There was sweat on her forehead from her running and from all that fear that resided in her body. Draco noticed a slash wound on her arm and on her side. He lifted up her shirt a little and gasped at the size of and goriness of the slash wound. He turned her arm and examined the slash wound there. He noted that it must have been done during a struggle of some kind and from a jagged, long, blade. The wounds seemed resent and seemed to be just starting to heal. Her body was bruised and mud was smeared on her body. Draco brushed the hair from her face and dabbed at her forehead with his sleeve. He felt something for her at that moment. She stirred but didn't wake.
"Jack." She whispered tilting her head to the side. ".No Jack.Please.I beg of you leave her alone!...Please listen to me!...Don't do it Jack I know you don't want to." Her voice trailed off. She jerked her head back and forth and her body started going into spasms. She jerked her self from side to side as if fighting some unseen force. Her eyes snapped open. She screamed. Draco had never heard such a scream before. It was one of pure terror, it was blood curdling. Draco was sure that the whole Ministry had heard it.
"No!" She cried sitting up hurriedly. "No! You will not win me this time! I'm not yours do you hear me!" Hermione yelled. She looked over at Draco who had been knocked back with shock when she suddenly started to yell. Her breathing was ragged again and her eyes were filled with terror.
"Draco.?" She whispered sliding off the couch and kneeling in front of him.
"Yes, Hermione, it's me Draco Malfoy." Draco answered attempting to be calm but was failing miserably. She reached out a hand and touched his cheek as if trying to make sure he was real.
"Where's Fudge?" She asked moving to lean against the couch.
"He went to get a cold compress and probably to meet this Linda person from St. Mungo's who's coming here because of your strange arrival here." Draco answered. Hermione put her head in her hands.
"This should never have happened. Why was I so stupid at the time? She would have still been alive if I hadn't told her about what was going on. He always kills those who I tell." Hermione said to mostly herself. She seemed to have calmed down but he knew she was really going crazy inside. Fudge, Lucius, and Linda burst through the door at that moment. Linda and Fudge rushed towards Hermione while Lucius stayed back and grabbed Draco's arm and pulled him to his feet.
"Come Draco we're leaving." He said moving towards the door. Hermione looked up with pleading eyes.
"No! Please Draco don't go!" She cried out. "Please. I need some one right now. Please Mr. Malfoy, please don't take him away." She pleaded attempting to stand. Her legs failed her and she fell forward. Draco caught her and placed her back on the couch. Lucius was furious at that point.
"First you interrupt a very important meeting with the Minister, Draco and I. and now you don't want Draco to leave? You, my dear, are a stupid mudblood who shouldn't interrupt things between those who are higher then you." Lucius sneered at her grabbing Draco again.
"You think you're all high and mighty just because you're a pureblood and because you, Mr. Malfoy, are a Death Eater to Voldermort. You say that you can are not afraid and don't feel pain. But if you knew what I was going through you would hide under your bed and cry for your mum!" Hermione yelled from her spot on the couch. Linda, the medi-witch, was lifting up her arm and gasped at the wound.
"Did HE do this to you?" The medi-witch asked holding Hermione's arm close to her face as she examined it. Hermione shuddered at the memory.
"Yeah, umm.is it ok if I take off my shirt while you examine?" Hermione asked placing a hand gingerly on her left side. There was a large blood stain on her left side that went from her armpit to the end of her blue shirt.
"Why of course! With a blood stain like that you'll need to if you want me to examine it!" Linda cried letting go of her arm; the presence of Lucius, Draco and the Minister forgotten at the moment. Hermione carefully removed her shirt to reveal another slash wound this one, however, was ever worse, blood still trickled out a little. At Linda's touch Hermione groaned in pain.
"Oh my god! What has he done to you! And he says that he could never hurt you! Look at what he's done to you! You really need to tell him to get over you." Linda cried again opening her small medical bag and pulling out all sorts of creams and potions.
"It won't heal fully, Linda, the scare will always be there. That's what his blade was charmed to do. Never heal, always leave his victims who survive with the memory that they could die very painfully by his hand." Hermione told her. She looked away tears welling in her eyes again. She felt someone's hand on hers. She looked at her hand and followed up others arm to meet the icy blue-grey eyes of Draco Malfoy.
"Draco, we are leaving now! I do not want you to get involved with this Mudblood!" Lucius bellowed grabbing Draco's shoulder.
"I'm not leaving, father, I'm going to stay with Hermione. She needs some one now and I'm going to help her." Draco said glaring at his father.
"How dare you deify me?" Lucius bellowed again. At this point Fudge stepped in and placed a hand on Lucius' arm.
"Let him stay, Lucius, You have no idea what Hermione here is going through. And she is right; you would hide under your bed if you knew what went on in her life." He said removing Mr. Malfoy's hand from Draco's shoulder. "If you want to leave go right on ahead. Draco, however, is staying." Fudge continued motioning to the door and then to Draco. Mr. Malfoy glared at Draco before turning on his heal and walking towards the door.
"Oh, and Mr. Malfoy could you ask Narcissa to come over. Tell her that it has to do with a certain some and Miss Granger please?" Linda asked just as he reached the door. Lucius nodded and left. Linda turned back to Hermione and placed a piece of fabric, which had all sorts of antibiotics on it, on her side. Hermione screamed in pain as she rubbed it carefully over the wound.
"Tell me what happened, 'Mione dear, it will be better for your self if you did." Linda said in a motherly tone.
"He killed her." Hermione whispered tears filling her again. She closed her eyes as the tears fell down her face.
"Killed who my dear?" Linda asked even though she knew who she was talking about.
"He killed Faith because I told her about us. I told her every thing and that I needed a hiding place. She told me where to go and that she would join me in five days to take me to the next place. If she didn't come then I was to go on without her. The fifth day came and she never showed up. Instead I got a package." Hermione's voice trailed off as she cried even harder. "Inside.inside w-was her.h-heart and a note telling me that she had a good heart and the she was a sweet girl." She finished. She was shaking again as she held back sobs. She gripped Draco's hand tighter and cried out all her emotions that she had held in that last few days. Draco pulled her into his arms and held her once Linda had placed a bandage over her wounded side. Narcissa opened the door quietly and walked in but stopped when she saw the scene in front of her. Draco was HOLDING Hermione Granger, a Gryffindor a MUDBLOOD for heavens sake! She cried into his chest her body shaking violently. Narcissa pulled her white blond hair into a pony tail with the white scrunchy around her wrist.
"Narcissa, glad that you came so fast do you have it?" Linda asked greeting the older woman. The blond nodded and walked quietly over to where Draco and Hermione were sitting.
"Hermione dear, I'm here to help you." Narcissa said kneeling down in front of her. Hermione turned her head to face her.
"Narcissa, nice to see you again. I can't take this anymore, please help me rid him from my life." Hermione whispered still not letting go of Draco. Narcissa smiled sadly and placed a hand on her cheek.
"It'll be ok, don't worry 'Mione. We'll put him where he belongs, one way or another. We just need you to help us. You need to get to him s owe can take him away for good." Narcissa said as if she were talking to a small child. Hermione tightened her grip on Draco and shook her head.
"He'll know. He always knows! He won't come to me unless I tell some one or if I go back into the tunnels and go back to the last place that he almost found me. And I really don't want to see him again." Hermione explained her eyes darting towards the door. Draco rubbed her back trying to calm her even though he had no idea what was going on.
"Please Hermione. You want him out of your life don't you? Here take this it'll help you." Narcissa said pulling a small vile out of her cloak and opening it. She handed it to Hermione who took it and eyed it suspiciously. She looked at Mrs. Malfoy questioningly who nodded encouragingly to her. Hermione swallowed and placed the vile opening at her mouth. She took a deep breath before drinking the potion in one gulp. She instantly felt warmth surge through her body along with confidence. Hermione pulled away from Draco and looked at the floor.
"Ok, I'll find him. Fudge I'll need you to get your best auroras out there he's very dangerous and very good at seeing through anyone's lies." Hermione said standing. She was terrified inside but she was good about keeping that on the inside. Draco stood as well and watched Hermione cautiously. She turned and flung her arms around Draco's neck and kissed him. When she pulled away she said.
"I've always wanted to do that." With that she turned and walked out the door with the Minister.
Hermione stood again for the second time that night in the dark room awaiting his return. She knew that he knew she was there. He always seemed to know where she was no matter where he was or what country she was in. She heard his foot steps on the stone and she shuddered. The foot steps stopped just outside the door before it opened and he stepped in.
"My love, you have come back to me." He said walking towards her with his arms out stretched. He enveloped her in a tender hug and felt her flinch when his arm pressed against her side.
"I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked her. When Hermione didn't answer he frowned. "I did didn't I? I'm sorry I never meant for it to happen. Please accept my apology." He said kissing her neck tenderly. Hermione closed her eyes forcing back tears.
"I'm sorry." She whispered. He looked up with a confused expression on his face. "I'm sorry Jack. You'll have to forgive me in due time. I'm only doing it for our safety." She whispered. In one swift movement she pulled out her wand and yelled "impedimenta!". He flew back and hit the wall. "Now!" She yelled again. Several Aurorers jumped from their hiding places and grabbed Jack.
"NO!!" He yelled "I thought you loved me! I thought we loved each other! This is how you show me your love?" He yelled.
"I'm sorry. I can't let you hurt me again. That's all you've done Jack is hurt me!" Hermione cried out crumpling into a ball on the floor murmuring 'I'm sorry' over and over again trying to block out his yells as he was taken away and put into a special cell in Azkaban.