Hermione walked slowly across the mellow gray hall. She looked at her
unfamiliar surroundings. This place was beautiful, lavishly decorated with
gems stretching from corner to corner. She was still in her school uniform,
it was clean like it always was but there was a small tear in the corner.
Hermione thought to her self, but couldn't remember where it came from. The
last thing that she remembered was seeing the back of Harry's head. He was
shouting to some one, but whom?
Heroine sat down in a cushioned red chair and sank her heavy head into her
soft hands, her tears began to flow but were stopped but a sudden jerk to
the head and a hand over her mouth, and she turned angrily to face her
captor but turned her look of hatred in to an embrace.
"Ron!" she began to exclaim
"Shhhhh! If he thinks that your not coming quietly he's going to drag you
in there him self!" Ron looked panicked
"Who are you talking about!?! Ron, what's gotten into you?" she noticed the
fear in his green eyes
"I can't tell you now just come with me." He grabbed her hand and led her
down a dimmed hall way sprinkled with elaborate paintings and priceless
antiques. Soon they came about a room, it was bright, and it looked as if
it was set up to conduct meetings of some sort. There were no jewels here,
just one long table, many lights, and chairs. At one end of the table is
where Ron lead Hermione, he sat himself next to her, next to him was Harry,
the seat on the other side of her was empty.
Harry sat still, while Ron was squirming, that's when she noticed the red
glow about his wrists.
"Ron! What is on your wrists!" her was about to bend over to get a closer
look when she heard a familiar voice.
"It's a spell, my own person favorite for these types of things" the voice belonged to her hated enemy, Malfoy.
"You jerk! She hissed untie him RIGHT NOW!" she was steaming in rage
"My, my, aren't you rude. However you are in no position to bargain at the present moment. First let me explain to you, you see I want you, plain and simple lust, and I always get what I want, you have three choices. One, Harry and Ron get killed, two, I could keep you all here, or, three, you stay on your own free will, and they get to walk away"
Hermione's face lit up at the third choice but was saddened again but his added comment "But however by choosing the third, you agree to stay with me forever; the second you attempt to escape I kill them both"
Harry began to speak he wanted so desperately to tell her to let him kill them but, was silenced by Hermione.
"You're sick Malfoy, sick you hear me!" Hermione shouted tears streaming down her rosy cheeks
"I may be but that is not the question at the moment now which will you choose?" His face twisted into a slight grin
"Very well then, do you promise to let them go? Her voice was shaking
"Yes I do. On my honor as a pureblood" his face was steady and his eyes were piercing
"Then- then" she shuttered to form the words "then I will stay her. But you have to let them go and never bother then again!"
"Very well" was his only answer, and with those words Harry and Ron disappeared I smoke.
"Where did they go!" heroine screamed
"Back to there respective positions in their lives, if you can call them that. Now follow me I will show you to your room"
The room that Hermione awoke in turned out to be her sleeping room, Draco threw a pile of clothes at her, to her surprise none of them were whoreish, and they were al respective and conservative.
"As you can see none of them are revealing, I'm not that cruel. And don't worry I will not touch you until your ready, anyway this whole scheme is my fathers, he says getting what you want by taking it makes you a man, I didn't believe him so we made a compromise, I keep you here, but I won't touch you until your ready. Quite frankly I'm not sure why you need to know this; after all I'm nothing but a monster to you." His eyes were sad with something much deeper than this
"But that will change soon" he said moving toward her "evil can be seducing"
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"It's a spell, my own person favorite for these types of things" the voice belonged to her hated enemy, Malfoy.
"You jerk! She hissed untie him RIGHT NOW!" she was steaming in rage
"My, my, aren't you rude. However you are in no position to bargain at the present moment. First let me explain to you, you see I want you, plain and simple lust, and I always get what I want, you have three choices. One, Harry and Ron get killed, two, I could keep you all here, or, three, you stay on your own free will, and they get to walk away"
Hermione's face lit up at the third choice but was saddened again but his added comment "But however by choosing the third, you agree to stay with me forever; the second you attempt to escape I kill them both"
Harry began to speak he wanted so desperately to tell her to let him kill them but, was silenced by Hermione.
"You're sick Malfoy, sick you hear me!" Hermione shouted tears streaming down her rosy cheeks
"I may be but that is not the question at the moment now which will you choose?" His face twisted into a slight grin
"Very well then, do you promise to let them go? Her voice was shaking
"Yes I do. On my honor as a pureblood" his face was steady and his eyes were piercing
"Then- then" she shuttered to form the words "then I will stay her. But you have to let them go and never bother then again!"
"Very well" was his only answer, and with those words Harry and Ron disappeared I smoke.
"Where did they go!" heroine screamed
"Back to there respective positions in their lives, if you can call them that. Now follow me I will show you to your room"
The room that Hermione awoke in turned out to be her sleeping room, Draco threw a pile of clothes at her, to her surprise none of them were whoreish, and they were al respective and conservative.
"As you can see none of them are revealing, I'm not that cruel. And don't worry I will not touch you until your ready, anyway this whole scheme is my fathers, he says getting what you want by taking it makes you a man, I didn't believe him so we made a compromise, I keep you here, but I won't touch you until your ready. Quite frankly I'm not sure why you need to know this; after all I'm nothing but a monster to you." His eyes were sad with something much deeper than this
"But that will change soon" he said moving toward her "evil can be seducing"
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