Chapter 9
A/n Kashiga, if I came face to face with Wormtail, Id freak too!
Mara342: OMG! Thank you so much for your enthusiasm! That was what I was aiming for. I wanted to make a story that made people go GRRR WHERES THE NEXT CHAPTER! I love suspense! Lol, when I was writing it, I sent it to my grandma(shes a night owl like me, and was up, and also loves Harry Potter) and shes like, lol! Thats like Gollem! Great minds think alike!
Aloria: thank you SOO much for pointing that out! I knew something was off....I wrote this all at 4am last night, so it was kind of....weird. lol.
PLEASE keep R/R! I'm so glad people are reading it! I love you people!
Ron and Harry ran up and down the streets calling Hermione's name. After she'd left the pub she hadn't come back. Ron's stomach was full of knots. Where was she! "HERMIONE" he yelled as he entered Zonko's. Many Hogwarts students were there, but not one of them was Hermione. He left the store and met up with Harry outside the Owl Office. Both of them were now panicking. "I cant find her"
"I cant either...do you think she went to the Shrieking Shack?" Harry looked at him and shook his head. " I doubt it. She had no reason to."
The two boys walked down the alley way that just an hour before Hermione had been. They turned the corner. Ron spied something wedged behind a garbage can and picked it up. "Bloody Hell, its Hermiones scarf," he held up the dirty and mangled red and gold scarf. He looked up at Harry with watery eyes.....
Hermione woke up dazed and confused, with no idea where she was. It was dark, reminding her of the jailcell, but as she ran her hand across the ground she felt carpet. The last thing she'd seen was Wormtail's face, and then shed blacked out. Again. She slowly stood up and let her eyes adjust to the darkness. She could now make out faint shapes. Brackets with unlit candles hung on the walls, and a desk stood in the corner. She felt her way to what she made out to be a couch, and sat down. She racked her brain for an explanation.
She had been in the alley way between the Owl Office and the Robes shop. She'd thought shed heard Harry, calling her to a hiding spot. Then she'd seen Wormtail. He had performed a disarming spell on her and dragged her father into the alley. She had kicked and fought as hard as she could, but Wormtail had hit her over the head with something hard, and she had been knocked out. Peter's voice hung in her mind "Hello Dear" he had been waiting for her. What does he want with me.... Well isn't that obvious, he works for Lord Voldemort. That stupid voice..... She got up and walked towards the wall. She gently touched it and walked around the room, feeling for a door. All the walls were the same. There was no way in, and no way out. "Its much to dark in here." Her voice echoed and made her shiver. She reached into her pocket for her wand and felt the material of her jacket. "Its not there," Lord Voldemort's voice rung. Hermione swung around. As if it had come to her just than, she knew where she was. She was in Voldemort's house. Moving as if on water, Voldemort glided across the room and in front of Hermione. "And I don't plan on giving it back. The rage in her slowly built up, as if someone was playing legos with her emotions. "Give..me...my...wand, " she said through clenched teeth.
"I am not an imbecile, and therefore I wont be giving your wand back anytime soon. We have some talking to do." He glided over to the couch and sat down. With a flick of his wand, the brackets on the wall sprang to life with light. Hermione could now see his hideous features. "Come over here child, don't stand there like an idiot." Without any will power she walked over to the chair opposite Voldemort and sat down. After a moments silence, Voldemort spoke, looking directly into Hermione's eyes. She shuddered as the firey red eyes bored into hers. "As you know, I am a half-blood." His eye seemed to twitch at the word, "As you also know, there is a prophecy between me and....that boy... But what no one else knows is that I've heard another prophecy, one foretelling a powerful witch that will turn the tides." With this he paused, waiting for Hermione to answer. She had had enough. From what she'd heard, he wanted her to join him. "That witch, I believe is you..... I've watched you, been in your mind. You show great potential." He leaned closer to Hermione now, still staring into her eyes. "I can give you more than you've ever dreamed of. Riches beyond mind's eye, Power, Respect, even immorality." He spoke the last word in a whisper, as if it were sacred. Hermione let this all soak in. Vol....De.....Mort. But something twitched inside of her. Immortality, riches.. They were very tempting things. Her mind was screaming out. "DONT DO IT!" and in instant, as if someone were putting images in her head, she said her and Ron, walking together holding hands. Now a new image, of Harry and her having a snowball fight. Another, of Ginny getting her OWLS. She looked once again at Voldemort, her anger at its peak. "I, would NEVER JOIN YOU!" as if she were invincible she jumped onto Voldemort, punching him square in the jaw with her fist. His eyes shot up in rage. With amazing agility and speed, he whipped his wand out and pointed it at her chest. "CRUCIO!"
Harry and Ron had been running all day. After they'd found Hermione's scarf, they had run back up to the castle and told Dumbledore. They had then ran back to Hogsmeade and showed Dumbledore where she had disappeared. Then they were told to go back up to the castle, and to stay there till Dumbledore came to get them. So exhausted, worried, and in a panic, they remained in the common room until 5am. Dumbledore burst through the door carrying a letter in one hand and his glasses in the other. Ron jumped up and rushed over. "Where is she, is she ok, whats happening."
Dumbledore looked up into his eyes , "No news yet...but Professor Snape is trying to use Occlumency to find her, Proffesor Trelawney is scrying for her, and I have been looking for her in all places imaginable."
Ron let out an angry sigh. They hadn't found her. How much longer would they have to wait! Hermione might be in trouble...or worse Dead. He kicked the couch. This was unbelievable! All this had happened and it wasn't even Christmas break yet. His heart felt heavy as he trotted back to the couch. Harry was sitting there, looking into the fire.
"We are doing what we can. We WILL find her soon," Dumbledore hesitated, and then left the room.
A/n Kashiga, if I came face to face with Wormtail, Id freak too!
Mara342: OMG! Thank you so much for your enthusiasm! That was what I was aiming for. I wanted to make a story that made people go GRRR WHERES THE NEXT CHAPTER! I love suspense! Lol, when I was writing it, I sent it to my grandma(shes a night owl like me, and was up, and also loves Harry Potter) and shes like, lol! Thats like Gollem! Great minds think alike!
Aloria: thank you SOO much for pointing that out! I knew something was off....I wrote this all at 4am last night, so it was kind of....weird. lol.
PLEASE keep R/R! I'm so glad people are reading it! I love you people!
Ron and Harry ran up and down the streets calling Hermione's name. After she'd left the pub she hadn't come back. Ron's stomach was full of knots. Where was she! "HERMIONE" he yelled as he entered Zonko's. Many Hogwarts students were there, but not one of them was Hermione. He left the store and met up with Harry outside the Owl Office. Both of them were now panicking. "I cant find her"
"I cant either...do you think she went to the Shrieking Shack?" Harry looked at him and shook his head. " I doubt it. She had no reason to."
The two boys walked down the alley way that just an hour before Hermione had been. They turned the corner. Ron spied something wedged behind a garbage can and picked it up. "Bloody Hell, its Hermiones scarf," he held up the dirty and mangled red and gold scarf. He looked up at Harry with watery eyes.....
Hermione woke up dazed and confused, with no idea where she was. It was dark, reminding her of the jailcell, but as she ran her hand across the ground she felt carpet. The last thing she'd seen was Wormtail's face, and then shed blacked out. Again. She slowly stood up and let her eyes adjust to the darkness. She could now make out faint shapes. Brackets with unlit candles hung on the walls, and a desk stood in the corner. She felt her way to what she made out to be a couch, and sat down. She racked her brain for an explanation.
She had been in the alley way between the Owl Office and the Robes shop. She'd thought shed heard Harry, calling her to a hiding spot. Then she'd seen Wormtail. He had performed a disarming spell on her and dragged her father into the alley. She had kicked and fought as hard as she could, but Wormtail had hit her over the head with something hard, and she had been knocked out. Peter's voice hung in her mind "Hello Dear" he had been waiting for her. What does he want with me.... Well isn't that obvious, he works for Lord Voldemort. That stupid voice..... She got up and walked towards the wall. She gently touched it and walked around the room, feeling for a door. All the walls were the same. There was no way in, and no way out. "Its much to dark in here." Her voice echoed and made her shiver. She reached into her pocket for her wand and felt the material of her jacket. "Its not there," Lord Voldemort's voice rung. Hermione swung around. As if it had come to her just than, she knew where she was. She was in Voldemort's house. Moving as if on water, Voldemort glided across the room and in front of Hermione. "And I don't plan on giving it back. The rage in her slowly built up, as if someone was playing legos with her emotions. "Give..me...my...wand, " she said through clenched teeth.
"I am not an imbecile, and therefore I wont be giving your wand back anytime soon. We have some talking to do." He glided over to the couch and sat down. With a flick of his wand, the brackets on the wall sprang to life with light. Hermione could now see his hideous features. "Come over here child, don't stand there like an idiot." Without any will power she walked over to the chair opposite Voldemort and sat down. After a moments silence, Voldemort spoke, looking directly into Hermione's eyes. She shuddered as the firey red eyes bored into hers. "As you know, I am a half-blood." His eye seemed to twitch at the word, "As you also know, there is a prophecy between me and....that boy... But what no one else knows is that I've heard another prophecy, one foretelling a powerful witch that will turn the tides." With this he paused, waiting for Hermione to answer. She had had enough. From what she'd heard, he wanted her to join him. "That witch, I believe is you..... I've watched you, been in your mind. You show great potential." He leaned closer to Hermione now, still staring into her eyes. "I can give you more than you've ever dreamed of. Riches beyond mind's eye, Power, Respect, even immorality." He spoke the last word in a whisper, as if it were sacred. Hermione let this all soak in. Vol....De.....Mort. But something twitched inside of her. Immortality, riches.. They were very tempting things. Her mind was screaming out. "DONT DO IT!" and in instant, as if someone were putting images in her head, she said her and Ron, walking together holding hands. Now a new image, of Harry and her having a snowball fight. Another, of Ginny getting her OWLS. She looked once again at Voldemort, her anger at its peak. "I, would NEVER JOIN YOU!" as if she were invincible she jumped onto Voldemort, punching him square in the jaw with her fist. His eyes shot up in rage. With amazing agility and speed, he whipped his wand out and pointed it at her chest. "CRUCIO!"
Harry and Ron had been running all day. After they'd found Hermione's scarf, they had run back up to the castle and told Dumbledore. They had then ran back to Hogsmeade and showed Dumbledore where she had disappeared. Then they were told to go back up to the castle, and to stay there till Dumbledore came to get them. So exhausted, worried, and in a panic, they remained in the common room until 5am. Dumbledore burst through the door carrying a letter in one hand and his glasses in the other. Ron jumped up and rushed over. "Where is she, is she ok, whats happening."
Dumbledore looked up into his eyes , "No news yet...but Professor Snape is trying to use Occlumency to find her, Proffesor Trelawney is scrying for her, and I have been looking for her in all places imaginable."
Ron let out an angry sigh. They hadn't found her. How much longer would they have to wait! Hermione might be in trouble...or worse Dead. He kicked the couch. This was unbelievable! All this had happened and it wasn't even Christmas break yet. His heart felt heavy as he trotted back to the couch. Harry was sitting there, looking into the fire.
"We are doing what we can. We WILL find her soon," Dumbledore hesitated, and then left the room.