Hello again. Sorry it takes me a while to update. My beta checks it as quick as he can, but it still takes awhile. Anyways, reviews down at the bottom and I will just go ahead and write this chapter. This one will be very fun...
Last Chapter...
Hermione continued to storm out as Remus watched her. He made his way up to the Teacher's Table and saw Dumbledore talking to Draco Malfoy. 'I see why she stormed out...they have to resolve it sometime, however. I shall go talk to her.' Breakfast forgotten, Remus turned and began to walk to Hermione's room.
This Chapter...
Remus knocked on Hermione's door. "Hermione? Are you in there? Open up." "Go to dinner Remus," responded a tired, but forceful voice inside. "I'm not hungry; I'll go to the kitchens later." "Then go to the kitchens. Go anywhere. Just leave me alone." Hermione whispered. Her voice was soft, but with Remus' heightened senses, he could hear her. "Hermione..." Remus began pacing. "Tell me what is wrong. I know something is. You have to tell someone sometime."
That apparently did the trick, as Hermione opened her door. Remus took one look at her pale, angry face and let himself into her room. She just went and sat down in the red chair on the left side of the fire. Remus took the one on the right. "Now Hermione, I know that you are upset, but-" Remus stopped at Hermione's glare. 'Wrong approach, ' Remus thought. Immediately, he tried to counter his first approach. "Well, about I just get us a cuppa and you can tell me exactly what is bothering you."
Remus rose and moved toward the small kitchens in her room to procure the tea. Hermione, on the other hand, just looked sullenly over toward her bedroom on the other side of the room. When he returned with the tea, Hermione looked at him, but she still said nothing until she had her tea and Remus had given her a small gesture of comfort. When Hermione spoke at long last, she spoke slowly and somewhat deliberately. "So you want to know what caused the, shall we say, 'bad blood' between Malferret and I, hmm?" Remus nodded slowly and tried to make sure that it wasn't one of those encouraging nods that often discouraged a person instead of completing its purpose. Hermione fiddled with her dress and went on. "Well, do you remember the day I disappeared? Even though you weren't teaching I know that you knew because Harry owled you. In any case, I was taken by Malfoy and his cronies. Not the younger Malfoy, but Malfoy senior...
Flashback
Hermione walked along the lake and sat on the grass to watch the giant squid ripple the lake's smooth glass-like surface. She sat absorbed in her thoughts about a certain person...Suddenly she heard a stupefy and all went dark.
She woke, or was rather 'ennervate'-d when she was chained to a wall. The dungeon door had just been closed. She felt for her wand. It was not their and neither was the bread she had stolen from dinner to feed to the squid. Fortunately, she had not been undressed and was still allowed to keep her dignity...at least for the moment.
The door to the dungeon creaked open slowly and that was when she was able to see the torture tools- hot pokers, chains, whips, etc.- that had been laid out on a large metal table. Before she could notice anymore a tall man stepped in with another man who was not much smaller. Hermione only recognized them when she heard their voices.
"What's the surprise, father? You're not going to beat-" "Shh, Draco. Our...guest...is awake. I think you will rather enjoy this. Lumos."
Immediately, the dungeon was filled with light. Hermione blinked rapidly as her pupils shrunk. She saw Draco stop short and stare in utter surprise, but quickly recover.
"Father, what is the mudblood doing down here?" "She is the surprise. I have decided that you should begin learning the methods of torture as you will soon join our Lord's service. Miss Granger here is the perfect guinea pig." Now Draco could not hide his surprise and complete horror. Malfoy senior did not see him though; he was too busy preparing the branding iron. "Now Draco, come here. I assume that you know how to use this." "Draco nodded. "Make me proud to have you as a son."
With a look of apology and utter horror on his face, Draco turned to Hermione, sent his apologies to her through his mind, and began to brand and 'experiment' with the torture weapons. Hermione, however, had fainted as soon as she felt the heat on her skin. She figured it was better to faint than to show them how much they were hurting her through the branding.
End Flashback
"I woke up in the hospital the next day and was hospitalized for a while until Madam Pomfrey was sure that I would not sink into the deepest of depressions after the incident. Although it probably wouldn't have mattered if she kept me there or not to ensure my mental health, because the Great War was the very next day after I was released and that has ruined me as you can see," Hermione looked down at the hole she had picked in her dress.
"Do you still have..." Remus asked slowly and trailed off, afraid of upsetting her. "Yes. It was very strong dark magic that was cast on the weapons and...tools. The whip marks are still on my back, the branding is still on my...the left side of my chest, and the other wounds are still there. I suppose you have it worse though. I mean your wounds..."
"My wounds heal because of my advanced healing system. I don't even have the memories of the wounds." Remus moved to her and grasped her elbow by which he moved her over to the small couch. He kept his arm around her shoulders in a comforting hug until he heard a knock on the door. "I have to go-"Hermione moved to get up. "No, you stay here. I'll get it." When Remus reached the door, he opened it and had an immediate thought of 'it's a very good thing I opened the door.' For there in the doorway stood none other than...
You probably know who it is, but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
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