Disclaimer: WHY must I continue this?!?!?! I don't want to be sued! We
already established this!!!! Okay?!?!
Author's Note: I hate my computer... I swear.. I get it back and my mouse breaks! So it takes me forever to get a new mouse!!! I think somebody doesn't want me to write fan fiction! *glares*... Anyway thanks so much to: Kim Malfoy, Alice D, fang_gurlie, beth e, LJ, Sweet Sorrow, Blondie, Caitie, Alessandra, Kelly, TzAmZ, angel, nikki, Navy Converse, Amanda, and NightSpell! I love you guys so much! If I forgot to mention you, blame my damn computer!!! Hope you like this chapter, I think the plot is getting good now!
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Hermione shuddered and clutched her thin robe about her more tightly. It seemed to get 5 degrees colder with every step she took. She had no idea why she even came down here without even getting dressed.
About a hundred feet ahead, Hermione saw a chamber that was dimly lit. When she reached it, the hooded figure invited her to sit at a dingy table.
"No thanks." she whispered, a bad feeling flooding through her. She could feel his stare piercing through her. Why had she followed him?
Before Hermione knew what was happening, the stranger muttered an incantation, and she was thrown against a wall, chains encircling her wrists and ankles...
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Draco left the Great Hall, Ron following closely at his heels. When he turned around, Ron stopped dead in his tracks, a death glare in his eyes.
"What the hell did you do to her?" he said through clenched teeth.
"I have no idea, Weasley, what the fuck are you talking about!?" Draco replied, his glare matching Ron's.
At this, Ron slammed Draco up against the wall, almost growling.
"You know what I'm talking about, don't play games with me." he snapped, his fist raising to hit Draco again.
Ron was suddenly pulled away by Harry, who punched him hard across the face.
"Damn it, Ron! Maybe he's telling the truth!" he yelled, not even believing the words out of his mouth.
Ron could only stare in disbelief at his best friend, his jaw throbbing in pain. He felt the flame on anger pulsing through his body as he turned, completely silent, and walked away. The calmness of the situation worried Harry, who now faced Draco.
"Look, you complete arse, I don't know where Hermione is, and I have the feeling that you don't either, but I think that if we worked together we could find her." he muttered quickly.
Draco chuckled softly.
"She's probably just in the library, you dimwit." he chortled, glancing down the hall for no reason.
Harry sighed exasperatedly.
"Already been there, and everywhere else that she could be. She's nowhere to be found."
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A muffled scream escaped Hermione's lips as the chains tightened about her, and an involutary shiver ran down her spine.
The hooded stranger approached her slowly, and seemed to enjoy watching her writhe helplessly in the chains. He laughed almost inaudibly, and Hermione sensed that what he was thinking before he even acted upon it.
Another charm was uttered in a low voice, and Hermione felt an icy draft flow over her body. She looked down, only to realize that her robe had vanished completely. She gasped in surprise, and she could feel a warm tear rolling down her cheek.
"Oh, my dear, do not be afraid. Now I can see why Draco wants you so badly. Your milky skin, your chocolate brown eyes, your perfectly shaped breasts with their lovely rosebud crests, your --"
"You MONSTER!" she cried, twisting every direction to try and ease the confinement of the chains.
He finally reached her, and ran a pale finger along her belly, tracing patterns as his hand went lower and lower. Hermione shuddered beneath his touch, and bit her lip to keep from screaming.
"I think, my sweet Hermione, that it is time for you to discover your 'stalker'." the low voice whispered, kissing her belly button gently.
Hermione opened her eyes slightly, as two pale olive hands emerged from beneath the cloak, and grasped the edges of the hood, lowering it in one swift motion.
Another cry slipped from Hermione's lips when she realized who it was, and she thrashed around in the chains for escape.
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A/N 2: So.... Longer chappie??? *crosses fingers* I hope so!!! AAAAH I had fun writing this one, so you'd better like it!!!!! REVIEW!!!! ~E.D.
Author's Note: I hate my computer... I swear.. I get it back and my mouse breaks! So it takes me forever to get a new mouse!!! I think somebody doesn't want me to write fan fiction! *glares*... Anyway thanks so much to: Kim Malfoy, Alice D, fang_gurlie, beth e, LJ, Sweet Sorrow, Blondie, Caitie, Alessandra, Kelly, TzAmZ, angel, nikki, Navy Converse, Amanda, and NightSpell! I love you guys so much! If I forgot to mention you, blame my damn computer!!! Hope you like this chapter, I think the plot is getting good now!
~*~
Hermione shuddered and clutched her thin robe about her more tightly. It seemed to get 5 degrees colder with every step she took. She had no idea why she even came down here without even getting dressed.
About a hundred feet ahead, Hermione saw a chamber that was dimly lit. When she reached it, the hooded figure invited her to sit at a dingy table.
"No thanks." she whispered, a bad feeling flooding through her. She could feel his stare piercing through her. Why had she followed him?
Before Hermione knew what was happening, the stranger muttered an incantation, and she was thrown against a wall, chains encircling her wrists and ankles...
~*~
Draco left the Great Hall, Ron following closely at his heels. When he turned around, Ron stopped dead in his tracks, a death glare in his eyes.
"What the hell did you do to her?" he said through clenched teeth.
"I have no idea, Weasley, what the fuck are you talking about!?" Draco replied, his glare matching Ron's.
At this, Ron slammed Draco up against the wall, almost growling.
"You know what I'm talking about, don't play games with me." he snapped, his fist raising to hit Draco again.
Ron was suddenly pulled away by Harry, who punched him hard across the face.
"Damn it, Ron! Maybe he's telling the truth!" he yelled, not even believing the words out of his mouth.
Ron could only stare in disbelief at his best friend, his jaw throbbing in pain. He felt the flame on anger pulsing through his body as he turned, completely silent, and walked away. The calmness of the situation worried Harry, who now faced Draco.
"Look, you complete arse, I don't know where Hermione is, and I have the feeling that you don't either, but I think that if we worked together we could find her." he muttered quickly.
Draco chuckled softly.
"She's probably just in the library, you dimwit." he chortled, glancing down the hall for no reason.
Harry sighed exasperatedly.
"Already been there, and everywhere else that she could be. She's nowhere to be found."
~*~
A muffled scream escaped Hermione's lips as the chains tightened about her, and an involutary shiver ran down her spine.
The hooded stranger approached her slowly, and seemed to enjoy watching her writhe helplessly in the chains. He laughed almost inaudibly, and Hermione sensed that what he was thinking before he even acted upon it.
Another charm was uttered in a low voice, and Hermione felt an icy draft flow over her body. She looked down, only to realize that her robe had vanished completely. She gasped in surprise, and she could feel a warm tear rolling down her cheek.
"Oh, my dear, do not be afraid. Now I can see why Draco wants you so badly. Your milky skin, your chocolate brown eyes, your perfectly shaped breasts with their lovely rosebud crests, your --"
"You MONSTER!" she cried, twisting every direction to try and ease the confinement of the chains.
He finally reached her, and ran a pale finger along her belly, tracing patterns as his hand went lower and lower. Hermione shuddered beneath his touch, and bit her lip to keep from screaming.
"I think, my sweet Hermione, that it is time for you to discover your 'stalker'." the low voice whispered, kissing her belly button gently.
Hermione opened her eyes slightly, as two pale olive hands emerged from beneath the cloak, and grasped the edges of the hood, lowering it in one swift motion.
Another cry slipped from Hermione's lips when she realized who it was, and she thrashed around in the chains for escape.
~*~
A/N 2: So.... Longer chappie??? *crosses fingers* I hope so!!! AAAAH I had fun writing this one, so you'd better like it!!!!! REVIEW!!!! ~E.D.