April 20, 2004
A/N: Well, it seems like that cliffie in the last chapter was good. I thought it was interesting. Well, I need to thank some people...
Reviewers:
Mojo the Rock Chick Munchkin: I hope Draco can save her, too. It would be a shame if he couldn't. Anyways, keep reading to see what will happen. I think you'll find it quite interesting...
Applescm: Thanks for trying to get some ideas. I have quite a few now, so I am not so desperate for them anymore. I'm glad you are enjoying this story.
Smiles28: I'm glad you are enjoying this. Sorry about the cliff hanger, but I had to end it there.
Felton-luver: Thank you for the reviews. I'm glad you like it. I think it was going too fast, also. That's why I put in so many interruptions. I'm glad you liked the cliff hanger. Please keep reading!
Disclaimer: I own the plot and Malfoy. That's it, I swear...
Chapter Seventeen
"You didn't just say Hermione was kidnapped, did you?" Ginny said just above a whisper, fear plastered on her face.
"Yes, young Mr. Malfoy just said that Hermione had been kidnapped." Dumbledore handed her the piece of parchment that Draco had been holding. Ginny read it, and tears formed in her eyes.
"Why are you telling me this? I don't know why anyone would want to kidnap her."
"Well, Draco said you had talked to Hermione this morning, and I was wondering if you could tell us of the conversation you two shared?"
"Well, I asked her if she was ready to go to breakfast, and she said she had to get dressed and that she'd be right out. I sat down on the couch and Malfoy chose that moment to come out of the bathroom butt-naked."
"Hey, she took my clothes and my towel. I didn't know there was anyone there." He looked at Dumbledore, whose hand was over his mouth. He wasn't laughing, but Draco could see it in his eyes.
"I believe I was talking. Now if you want to save Hermione, I suggest you shut your trap." Draco nodded at her. "Okay. Well she told me to go down to breakfast without her because she had to teach Malfoy a lesson. I left, and haven't seen her since." She grew silent, and spoke again. "You two weren't together again, were you?"
"Yes, as a matter of fact, we were. Do you have a problem with that?" He snapped at her.
"No, I was just wondering if you were the one who gave her the hickies on her neck. I guess you were." She giggled.
"You two, this isn't a time for bickering. Hermione's life is at stake." Dumbledore said sternly. "What we need to do is come up with a plan so that we can get Hermione back without putting Draco in harm's way. Do either of you have any ideas?" The two were silent, and then Draco spoke.
"I have an idea, it's just a matter of Hermione's kidnapper to fall for it."
Ginny sat on the edge of her seat. "Do tell."
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Hermione sat up straight in the bed and stared at the figure in front of her.
"Why am I here?" She asked.
"Because my master brought you here. I have to get Draco here somehow, and the only way he figured he could get him here is to kidnap what young master Draco finds most precious. He'll come, and who knows what my master will do to him." The man headed for the door, but Hermione shouted out.
"What is your master planning to do to Draco and I?"
"I don't know, honestly. My master was pretty upset when he found out young master Draco was fond of a mudblood. A disgrace to the purebloods." The man left the room, leaving Hermione by herself. A tear ran down her face.
"I bet this is Lucius's doing. He never wanted Draco and I to be together." A tear ran down her cheek. "God, I wish I had left with Ginny. I always seem to be making the wrong decisions. Look at where I am now." She thought to herself. She lied back down and curled up into a tight ball, tears running down her cheeks. There was nothing she could do now. She cried herself to sleep.
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Draco and Ginny were ushered out of Dumbledore's office, and before Draco could leave to go to his next class, Ginny grabbed his wrist.
"I'll do whatever I can to help. If you need anything, send me an owl." She smiled her first smile at him.
"You know what, kid? You aren't that bad. Thanks. I'll keep that in mind." He gave her a small smile and he headed to Defense against the Dark Arts, which he had with Ravenclaw.
He wasn't used to walking down the deserted halls, especially with the uneasy feeling that had settled deep down in his stomach. He came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts door, and opened it.
"We're so glad you could finally join us, Mr. Malfoy," came the droll of Professor Snape. Draco wore a look of confusion. Draco handed the pass Dumbledore had signed to Snape, and headed for his seat. "I take it you want an explanation as to why I am here." Draco nodded his head. "Dumbledore sent me an owl, suggesting that myself and Professor Demos teach each other's classes today. He said it would be a good idea for you to explain a certain situation to me."
"Uh, sure, can we step outside?"
"Fine." Snape gestured for the hall. When he shut the classroom door behind him, he listened intently to Draco.
"You see...umm...well..."
"Spit it out, boy!" Snape shouted. He was sure everyone in the class had heard.
"Hermione was kidnapped and her kidnapper said that if I failed to show up to the train station at Hogsmeade at 7 tonight, he would hurt her." He said in one big breath.
"Well, that is an interesting story. Do you know who kidnapped her?" Draco shook his head. "I can't hear you rattle your head. There aren't any rocks up there."
"No sir, I don't. I have a pretty good idea who it is, though."
"Well speak up, boy. It doesn't help not telling me what may help save Granger."
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Draco's day had gone by really slow, and it was almost six. He had just finished dinner and was heading to Dumbledore's office when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to face Potter and Weasly.
"What do you two want?" he asked, an angry look on his face.
"Geeze," said Ron. "You don't have to be so rude about it. Here we are trying to have a civil conversation with you and..."
"Shove it, Weasel. Say what you came here to say. I have business to take care of." He was getting impatient.
"I was just wondering," began Harry, "if you had seen Hermione recently? I haven't seen her around all day, and I was starting to get worried about her."
Draco's eyes filled with fear, and Harry saw. "Promise you won't flip out or tell anyone?"
"What is it? Is she okay? I promise." Harry too grew worried.
"Hermione was kidnapped this morning and her kidnapper said that if I don't do what he wants, he'll hurt her." Draco did all he could to keep from breaking down.
"Why haven't you said anything before? We need to tell Dumbledore and McGonnagal that she's missing." Harry and Ron started panicking.
"I've already told them. We've already got a plan."
"And why weren't we notified. We're her best friends!" shouted Ron.
"You guys think you are the only ones who care about Hermione?" Draco shouted back at them.
"Well, you're a Slytherin. We just assumed that you wouldn't get involved with a Gryffindor." Harry said, and Ron blushed.
"Well, you assumed wrong. For your information, me and Hermione are going out, and I care about her more than you two could ever think of." He glared at them.
"We had no idea."
"I know you didn't. Hermione didn't want you guys to get mad, so we didn't say anything." He frowned.
"Well, if there is anything we can do, just ask." Said Ron.
"Truce?" asked Harry, offering his hand to Malfoy.
"Truce." He took it.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It was seven at night, and Draco was waiting in Hogsmeade for hermione's kidnapper to arrive. He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Are you ready?" asked the man. Draco didn't know him. He just nodded his head. "Good. Now on the count of three, touch the boot. One...two...three."
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A/N: Well, there you have it. Please enjoy!!! Elven at Heart
A/N: Well, it seems like that cliffie in the last chapter was good. I thought it was interesting. Well, I need to thank some people...
Reviewers:
Mojo the Rock Chick Munchkin: I hope Draco can save her, too. It would be a shame if he couldn't. Anyways, keep reading to see what will happen. I think you'll find it quite interesting...
Applescm: Thanks for trying to get some ideas. I have quite a few now, so I am not so desperate for them anymore. I'm glad you are enjoying this story.
Smiles28: I'm glad you are enjoying this. Sorry about the cliff hanger, but I had to end it there.
Felton-luver: Thank you for the reviews. I'm glad you like it. I think it was going too fast, also. That's why I put in so many interruptions. I'm glad you liked the cliff hanger. Please keep reading!
Disclaimer: I own the plot and Malfoy. That's it, I swear...
Chapter Seventeen
"You didn't just say Hermione was kidnapped, did you?" Ginny said just above a whisper, fear plastered on her face.
"Yes, young Mr. Malfoy just said that Hermione had been kidnapped." Dumbledore handed her the piece of parchment that Draco had been holding. Ginny read it, and tears formed in her eyes.
"Why are you telling me this? I don't know why anyone would want to kidnap her."
"Well, Draco said you had talked to Hermione this morning, and I was wondering if you could tell us of the conversation you two shared?"
"Well, I asked her if she was ready to go to breakfast, and she said she had to get dressed and that she'd be right out. I sat down on the couch and Malfoy chose that moment to come out of the bathroom butt-naked."
"Hey, she took my clothes and my towel. I didn't know there was anyone there." He looked at Dumbledore, whose hand was over his mouth. He wasn't laughing, but Draco could see it in his eyes.
"I believe I was talking. Now if you want to save Hermione, I suggest you shut your trap." Draco nodded at her. "Okay. Well she told me to go down to breakfast without her because she had to teach Malfoy a lesson. I left, and haven't seen her since." She grew silent, and spoke again. "You two weren't together again, were you?"
"Yes, as a matter of fact, we were. Do you have a problem with that?" He snapped at her.
"No, I was just wondering if you were the one who gave her the hickies on her neck. I guess you were." She giggled.
"You two, this isn't a time for bickering. Hermione's life is at stake." Dumbledore said sternly. "What we need to do is come up with a plan so that we can get Hermione back without putting Draco in harm's way. Do either of you have any ideas?" The two were silent, and then Draco spoke.
"I have an idea, it's just a matter of Hermione's kidnapper to fall for it."
Ginny sat on the edge of her seat. "Do tell."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione sat up straight in the bed and stared at the figure in front of her.
"Why am I here?" She asked.
"Because my master brought you here. I have to get Draco here somehow, and the only way he figured he could get him here is to kidnap what young master Draco finds most precious. He'll come, and who knows what my master will do to him." The man headed for the door, but Hermione shouted out.
"What is your master planning to do to Draco and I?"
"I don't know, honestly. My master was pretty upset when he found out young master Draco was fond of a mudblood. A disgrace to the purebloods." The man left the room, leaving Hermione by herself. A tear ran down her face.
"I bet this is Lucius's doing. He never wanted Draco and I to be together." A tear ran down her cheek. "God, I wish I had left with Ginny. I always seem to be making the wrong decisions. Look at where I am now." She thought to herself. She lied back down and curled up into a tight ball, tears running down her cheeks. There was nothing she could do now. She cried herself to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco and Ginny were ushered out of Dumbledore's office, and before Draco could leave to go to his next class, Ginny grabbed his wrist.
"I'll do whatever I can to help. If you need anything, send me an owl." She smiled her first smile at him.
"You know what, kid? You aren't that bad. Thanks. I'll keep that in mind." He gave her a small smile and he headed to Defense against the Dark Arts, which he had with Ravenclaw.
He wasn't used to walking down the deserted halls, especially with the uneasy feeling that had settled deep down in his stomach. He came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts door, and opened it.
"We're so glad you could finally join us, Mr. Malfoy," came the droll of Professor Snape. Draco wore a look of confusion. Draco handed the pass Dumbledore had signed to Snape, and headed for his seat. "I take it you want an explanation as to why I am here." Draco nodded his head. "Dumbledore sent me an owl, suggesting that myself and Professor Demos teach each other's classes today. He said it would be a good idea for you to explain a certain situation to me."
"Uh, sure, can we step outside?"
"Fine." Snape gestured for the hall. When he shut the classroom door behind him, he listened intently to Draco.
"You see...umm...well..."
"Spit it out, boy!" Snape shouted. He was sure everyone in the class had heard.
"Hermione was kidnapped and her kidnapper said that if I failed to show up to the train station at Hogsmeade at 7 tonight, he would hurt her." He said in one big breath.
"Well, that is an interesting story. Do you know who kidnapped her?" Draco shook his head. "I can't hear you rattle your head. There aren't any rocks up there."
"No sir, I don't. I have a pretty good idea who it is, though."
"Well speak up, boy. It doesn't help not telling me what may help save Granger."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco's day had gone by really slow, and it was almost six. He had just finished dinner and was heading to Dumbledore's office when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to face Potter and Weasly.
"What do you two want?" he asked, an angry look on his face.
"Geeze," said Ron. "You don't have to be so rude about it. Here we are trying to have a civil conversation with you and..."
"Shove it, Weasel. Say what you came here to say. I have business to take care of." He was getting impatient.
"I was just wondering," began Harry, "if you had seen Hermione recently? I haven't seen her around all day, and I was starting to get worried about her."
Draco's eyes filled with fear, and Harry saw. "Promise you won't flip out or tell anyone?"
"What is it? Is she okay? I promise." Harry too grew worried.
"Hermione was kidnapped this morning and her kidnapper said that if I don't do what he wants, he'll hurt her." Draco did all he could to keep from breaking down.
"Why haven't you said anything before? We need to tell Dumbledore and McGonnagal that she's missing." Harry and Ron started panicking.
"I've already told them. We've already got a plan."
"And why weren't we notified. We're her best friends!" shouted Ron.
"You guys think you are the only ones who care about Hermione?" Draco shouted back at them.
"Well, you're a Slytherin. We just assumed that you wouldn't get involved with a Gryffindor." Harry said, and Ron blushed.
"Well, you assumed wrong. For your information, me and Hermione are going out, and I care about her more than you two could ever think of." He glared at them.
"We had no idea."
"I know you didn't. Hermione didn't want you guys to get mad, so we didn't say anything." He frowned.
"Well, if there is anything we can do, just ask." Said Ron.
"Truce?" asked Harry, offering his hand to Malfoy.
"Truce." He took it.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It was seven at night, and Draco was waiting in Hogsmeade for hermione's kidnapper to arrive. He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Are you ready?" asked the man. Draco didn't know him. He just nodded his head. "Good. Now on the count of three, touch the boot. One...two...three."
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A/N: Well, there you have it. Please enjoy!!! Elven at Heart