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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter...if I did I would not be on Staten Island which is the most boring place in the world unless you r lighting bon fires in your friends back yards
Chapter 3: Prison Cells and Stunning Muggles
When Hermione woke up she was in a dark room, and she couldn't see her own hand in front of her face let alone a way out. The worst part was she couldn't remember why or how she got here. All she could remember was running in the middle of the night, and a lot of laughing. She tried to remember more but the laughter was ruining her concentration. If only that person would stop laughing, but then she realized there was no one else in here, so no one could be laughing. When she realized it was all in her head the laughter stopped, but was replaced by panic. "Now I can think straight," but she wasn't really trying to think, she was trying to fight the panic that was bubbling over. She knew that she had to calm down if she wanted to get away from wherever she was, but she didn't know how. Then she realized that it was almost definitely death eaters that took her. Just as she thought about that, a door on the opposite side of the room opened up, and a dark hooded figure was silhouetted against the light streaming in from the hall past the door.
"Why Miss Granger, you're awake." The death eater said in a low drawling voice that sounded oddly familiar to Hermione.
'Where have I heard that voice before?' Hermione asked herself.
"I just wanted to let you know, that your parents are perfectly fine" the man stated in a bored fashion
'Why would death eaters spare a couple of muggles?' Hermione wondered to herself 'It's not like they haven't killed muggles for no reason before.' The death must have been reading her mind, because what he said next answered the exact question Hermione had just asked herself.
" Your probably wondering why we didn't just dispose of them, well believe me if I could have I would have, but you see, then no one would have been able to spread the fact that you were missing to Dumbledore who in turn would tell that Potter boy." The man sneered
"Harry? What does Harry have to do with any..."Hermione broke off what she was saying. She understood it now she was bait. Voldemort was using her to get to Harry, he was using Harry's ' saving people thing.' The death eater laughed when he saw the look of realization dawn on her face. It was the same awful laughter that Hermione had heard before she blacked out.
"Well Miss Granger, I daresay I will see you again soon." With that he closed the door and Hermione was left in the dark again, but this time she couldn't fight the panic that was slowly rising.
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The members of the Order of the Phoenix and Harry, Ron, and Ginny were all seated around the kitchen table waiting for Dumbledore to explain everything.
"I guess I should start by telling you what Hermiones parents told me." Dumbledore started "Mr. and Mrs. Granger were sitting in their living room reading when someone knocked on the door. When they told me that I became suspicious, Death Eaters don't knock on doors. When Mr. Granger got up to get the door he hesitated, and remembered what I told him about death eaters. He told his wife to go upstairs, get Hermione and run. But, unfoutunatley the death eaters had become frustrated an dunlocked the door themselves and came inside. When they saw Hermiones mother running for the stairs, they stunned her and Mr. Granger." Harry found that very odd, normally death eaters didn't bother stunning people unless they were of some importance, and they almost always just killed muggles.
" When Mr. and Mrs. Granger woke up, they immediately went to look for Hermione. When they walked into her bedroom they saw that the window was open. Her parents ran down stairs and out into the back yard, where they saw foot prints of Hermiones size in the mud. They followed the footprints into the woods, and saw that hey stopped right by a spot in the mud where it looked as though someone had fallen over." Dumbledore stopped talking for a moment and looked out at all the people at the table. Ginny looked like she was to upset to move, Harry's arm was around her, but he seemed to terrified and even a little guilty to notice anything. The worst reaction Dumbledore saw though, was when he looked at Ron. He looked completely detached from the rest of the world, he was just staring blankly at the wall. Dumbledore knew that it was his fault that everybody was suffering like this, but he knew he had to finish his story even if it would make everyone even more upset.
"When Mr. and Mrs. Granger got back to their house, they knew they should send a letter to me, so they wrote one asking me to come to their house as soon as possible, and sent it with Hermiones owl (a birthday gift.) When I arrived Mrs. Granger was sobbing and Mr. Granger kept stuttering as he told the story. Now, that is all that we know for sure, but Professor Snape had given me some information earlier today that gives us reason to believe that Lucius(sp?) Malfoy was in charge of Hermiones kidnapping." Dumbledore felt terrible, if he had just listened to all the warnings Hermione would be safe, and no one here would be upset.
"So," Ron spoke up for the first time that night "You could have stopped this from happening? You had information saying something like this would happen and YOU DIDN'T LISTEN TO IT?" He was staring at the headmaster with a mixture of utter disbelief and anger.
"Ron!" Mrs. Weasley said "It is not fair for you to blame Professor Dumbledore for this, it was no ones fault."
"It's ok Molly, I deserve that because it is my fault, I should have listened to the warnings. I should have realized that there would be some type of attack on one of Harry's friends." Dumbledore answered calmly.
"So all this is because of me?" Harry asked slowly.
"Not exactly Harry. It's just that Voldemort knows you would risk anything to save your friends." Dumbledore answered.
"Well," Mrs. Weasley said, picking herself up from the ground(she had shaken so badly at the sound oh Voldemort's name that she fell out of her seat) "Why don't we all go to bed it's been a hard night and we all need to be well rested because tomorrow will be a long day." Slowly everyone left the kitchen until it was just Harry and Dumbledore left.
"Professor?" Harry asked.
"Yes Harry?"
"What do you think the chances of us finding Hermione are?"
"Well," Dumbledore sighed, "If it was Lucius Malfoy that took her, we will have a hard time finding her."
"Why?" Harry asked, feeling sick to his stomach.
"Well, when Lucius Malfoy hides something it stays hidden." With that Dumbledore disapparated leaving Harry to think about everything that had happened, and went to bed much later feeling very guilty. He looked towards the bed that Ron was laying and noticed that he was awake too. Harry didn't say anything to him, but vowed that he would get Hermione home, no matter what.
Another Author's Note: Hey, I'm trying to make these updates a little longer, so if it takes me longer to update, I'm sorry. It's just that I always hate it when the updates are really short, so I'm trying to make these ones longer. Please R&R whether you like it or not.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter...if I did I would not be on Staten Island which is the most boring place in the world unless you r lighting bon fires in your friends back yards
Chapter 3: Prison Cells and Stunning Muggles
When Hermione woke up she was in a dark room, and she couldn't see her own hand in front of her face let alone a way out. The worst part was she couldn't remember why or how she got here. All she could remember was running in the middle of the night, and a lot of laughing. She tried to remember more but the laughter was ruining her concentration. If only that person would stop laughing, but then she realized there was no one else in here, so no one could be laughing. When she realized it was all in her head the laughter stopped, but was replaced by panic. "Now I can think straight," but she wasn't really trying to think, she was trying to fight the panic that was bubbling over. She knew that she had to calm down if she wanted to get away from wherever she was, but she didn't know how. Then she realized that it was almost definitely death eaters that took her. Just as she thought about that, a door on the opposite side of the room opened up, and a dark hooded figure was silhouetted against the light streaming in from the hall past the door.
"Why Miss Granger, you're awake." The death eater said in a low drawling voice that sounded oddly familiar to Hermione.
'Where have I heard that voice before?' Hermione asked herself.
"I just wanted to let you know, that your parents are perfectly fine" the man stated in a bored fashion
'Why would death eaters spare a couple of muggles?' Hermione wondered to herself 'It's not like they haven't killed muggles for no reason before.' The death must have been reading her mind, because what he said next answered the exact question Hermione had just asked herself.
" Your probably wondering why we didn't just dispose of them, well believe me if I could have I would have, but you see, then no one would have been able to spread the fact that you were missing to Dumbledore who in turn would tell that Potter boy." The man sneered
"Harry? What does Harry have to do with any..."Hermione broke off what she was saying. She understood it now she was bait. Voldemort was using her to get to Harry, he was using Harry's ' saving people thing.' The death eater laughed when he saw the look of realization dawn on her face. It was the same awful laughter that Hermione had heard before she blacked out.
"Well Miss Granger, I daresay I will see you again soon." With that he closed the door and Hermione was left in the dark again, but this time she couldn't fight the panic that was slowly rising.
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The members of the Order of the Phoenix and Harry, Ron, and Ginny were all seated around the kitchen table waiting for Dumbledore to explain everything.
"I guess I should start by telling you what Hermiones parents told me." Dumbledore started "Mr. and Mrs. Granger were sitting in their living room reading when someone knocked on the door. When they told me that I became suspicious, Death Eaters don't knock on doors. When Mr. Granger got up to get the door he hesitated, and remembered what I told him about death eaters. He told his wife to go upstairs, get Hermione and run. But, unfoutunatley the death eaters had become frustrated an dunlocked the door themselves and came inside. When they saw Hermiones mother running for the stairs, they stunned her and Mr. Granger." Harry found that very odd, normally death eaters didn't bother stunning people unless they were of some importance, and they almost always just killed muggles.
" When Mr. and Mrs. Granger woke up, they immediately went to look for Hermione. When they walked into her bedroom they saw that the window was open. Her parents ran down stairs and out into the back yard, where they saw foot prints of Hermiones size in the mud. They followed the footprints into the woods, and saw that hey stopped right by a spot in the mud where it looked as though someone had fallen over." Dumbledore stopped talking for a moment and looked out at all the people at the table. Ginny looked like she was to upset to move, Harry's arm was around her, but he seemed to terrified and even a little guilty to notice anything. The worst reaction Dumbledore saw though, was when he looked at Ron. He looked completely detached from the rest of the world, he was just staring blankly at the wall. Dumbledore knew that it was his fault that everybody was suffering like this, but he knew he had to finish his story even if it would make everyone even more upset.
"When Mr. and Mrs. Granger got back to their house, they knew they should send a letter to me, so they wrote one asking me to come to their house as soon as possible, and sent it with Hermiones owl (a birthday gift.) When I arrived Mrs. Granger was sobbing and Mr. Granger kept stuttering as he told the story. Now, that is all that we know for sure, but Professor Snape had given me some information earlier today that gives us reason to believe that Lucius(sp?) Malfoy was in charge of Hermiones kidnapping." Dumbledore felt terrible, if he had just listened to all the warnings Hermione would be safe, and no one here would be upset.
"So," Ron spoke up for the first time that night "You could have stopped this from happening? You had information saying something like this would happen and YOU DIDN'T LISTEN TO IT?" He was staring at the headmaster with a mixture of utter disbelief and anger.
"Ron!" Mrs. Weasley said "It is not fair for you to blame Professor Dumbledore for this, it was no ones fault."
"It's ok Molly, I deserve that because it is my fault, I should have listened to the warnings. I should have realized that there would be some type of attack on one of Harry's friends." Dumbledore answered calmly.
"So all this is because of me?" Harry asked slowly.
"Not exactly Harry. It's just that Voldemort knows you would risk anything to save your friends." Dumbledore answered.
"Well," Mrs. Weasley said, picking herself up from the ground(she had shaken so badly at the sound oh Voldemort's name that she fell out of her seat) "Why don't we all go to bed it's been a hard night and we all need to be well rested because tomorrow will be a long day." Slowly everyone left the kitchen until it was just Harry and Dumbledore left.
"Professor?" Harry asked.
"Yes Harry?"
"What do you think the chances of us finding Hermione are?"
"Well," Dumbledore sighed, "If it was Lucius Malfoy that took her, we will have a hard time finding her."
"Why?" Harry asked, feeling sick to his stomach.
"Well, when Lucius Malfoy hides something it stays hidden." With that Dumbledore disapparated leaving Harry to think about everything that had happened, and went to bed much later feeling very guilty. He looked towards the bed that Ron was laying and noticed that he was awake too. Harry didn't say anything to him, but vowed that he would get Hermione home, no matter what.
Another Author's Note: Hey, I'm trying to make these updates a little longer, so if it takes me longer to update, I'm sorry. It's just that I always hate it when the updates are really short, so I'm trying to make these ones longer. Please R&R whether you like it or not.