Author's Note: WOW...I have not updated in a while...a lot of stuff has been going on and now I think I'll finish this fic! Sorry for the huge delay...but now I'm motivated to finish this! As always, reviews are appreciated and I apologize if this chapter seems very out of place and written in a different style or tone. Italics are thoughts and please review! Thanks!
Chapter Eleven: Interrogation Beginnings
The Dark Lord entered the room as Hermione whimpered and cringed. He muttered, "Silencio!" on the opposite wall where Remus was on the other side. He then turned his attention towards her. He eyed the young professor with much interest. Hermione sent him an icy glare and in return got slapped in the face. He grabbed Hermione's face and turned it so they were now facing eye to eye. "You...will treat me with respect. You will tell me what I want to know, or you can suffer the worst possible pain that any person can experience."
Hermione, not afraid anymore, screamed, "You don't deserve any respect, especially from me. You're an evil bastard and justice will come out of this! And as for telling you what you want to know....you'll have to force it out of me." And with that, Hermione spat at the ground. She suddenly felt an intense, excruciating pain emitted from her body. It felt as if her skull would split in half. Collapsing on her knees, she bit her tongue to keep from screaming. I refuse to give Voldemort the satisfaction of my screaming! She soon tasted the bitter taste of blood and bile building up in her mouth. Tears welled up in her eyes from the unbearable pain. She watched as Voldemort waved his hand and felt the pain subside, not entirely gone, but had faded to a dull ache. Hermione laid there gasping for air as Voldemort circled her. "Cruciatus Curse. Painful one, isn't it?"
"I've have worse," replied Hermione, as she tried to regain her normal breathing pattern.
Voldemort stopped pacing to glance at her and then continued. "Girl, have you not heard of two other curses, just as powerful, in their own way?"
Imperius and the Killing Curse...Hermione thought. Why doesn't he just use them to finish me off instead of torturing me for it?
"Well?"
Voldemort interrupted her thoughts. She looked at him and replied, "Yes. The Imperious and Killing Curse. Why?"
The Dark Lord laughed. It was a dreadful sound that echoed throughout the dungeon and even after he stopped laughing, the sounds still resonated and bounced off the walls. "Smart one, are you? You have probably wondered why I haven't used those curses on you to get what I want."
"Then why don't you use them so I don't have to go through this bloody awful torturing session," Hermione retorted. Again, she felt his stinging hand across her face, and felt liquid dripping down her already bruised cheek. Clasping her cheek, Lord Voldemort continued pacing around her. "I have enough reason to believe that you hold valuable information to me...about the future...about upcoming events...such as, the Potters?"
Hermione stiffened without meaning to. "Ahhh, I see," the Dark Lord realized. "You do know the Potters and my plans of how to...eliminate them."
"Well, you're wasting your bloody time. I will never tell you what I know, even if you kill me," stated Hermione. Dumbledore's words echoed through her mind. I'm doing the right thing.
Instead of receiving a continuing Cruciatus Curse, or slap, he turned towards her with a smile on his face. "Very well. If you are so willing to give your own life for this, let's find out if the other person shall do the same."
Other person? No...no! NO! Remus!!
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Stuck on the other side, Remus tried desperately to escape his surroundings. He tried kicking, punching, pushing, everything. For some reason, he could no longer hear what was going on in the dungeon. God, I hope Hermione is okay... Suddenly, he heard a very familiar voice. "Hello Remus." He saw a wand light and it showed the face of Peter Pettigrew. Remus didn't know whether to feel angry, sad, or confused. Walking towards him, he mumbled, "How could you do this Peter...to us....to Padfoot and Prongs?"
Peter scoffed and rolled his eyes. "What are you talking about Moony? They've always hated me. Never accepted me like they did for you. I was always the trailer. You know that."
"But that doesn't change the fact that we cared about you, Pete. I don't understand."
"No, you'll never understand," Peter said. "I wanted to be the big shot. The popular one. The one girls went to. The one guys idolized. I was never that! And now...now is my chance-"
"To be partnered up with the Dark Side? Have you lost your mind? He's nothing but evil and I would have thought you would have a conscience about you!"
"Well, I bloody damn well don't okay? As long as I get some power along the way. Maybe I can even give a good word for you Moony. Everyone is with the Dark Side now, there's no stopping it."
Anger welled up in Remus. He charged forward and started to strangle Peter. "You bastard! How could you betray us like this? We're your friends! All you bloody cared about was getting powerful friends!"
All of a sudden, Remus was torn away from Peter, and held back as Peter took in air in huge gasps. He looked at Remus and heard two snaps from the other side. Remus was dragged away, struggling with the guard as Peter whispered, "I'm sorry Moony."
Overpowered and weak, Remus was taken to the other side. He got an urge to kick the guard and kill Voldemort with his bare hands as he saw Hermione with bruises and blood on her face. He managed to scream, "Hermione!" before having a silencing spell placed on him.
"Remus! No!" She tried to run to him but was held back by chains. Unable to rescue her love, she proceeded to cry but felt the Cruciatus Curse upon her again. "Stop your sobbing, girl. Now, be a good girl and tell me what you know, or poor Remus here will face my wrath."
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Hey guys! I hope that this was a good chapter....I kinda wrote it at midnight. Lol. Please review and I apologize for the huge delay! More chaps soon! I promise!
