As the world came back to him, foggy at first, then clear, he remembered what had just happened. He sat up in his bed, his eyes wide open now.
"Hermione!" He yelled. He awoke the sleeping Ron, who jumped up scared from the yell. He looked at Harry, worried written all over his face.
"Welcome back mate." Ron said with an awkward smile.
"I have to get out of here! I have to save Hermione before he hurts her!" Harry's eyes weren't the same as Harry remembered. They were now filled with worried, and Ron knew no one was going to stop Harry once he set his mind to something.
"Slow down mate. What do you mean? Where's Hermione? What happened?" Ron asked leaning forward in his chair.
"You didn't feel that earthquake? Or the noise?" Harry asked, his face expression changing into confusion.
"There was no earthquake mate. Whatever happened must have only happened in the common room."
"The room must have had a silencing spell put on it." Harry said running his hand through his hair.
"Harry, what happened?" Ron asked worried about what was going to come out of his mouth.
"Where's Hermione?"
Harry turned to look up at Ron. Tears formed in his eyes.
"There was an earthquake. A thing was in the room. It knocked into once, it broke her arm, but she saved me, there was a thing running towards me, and she knocked it." He paused taking a big breath. Ron got up and sat next to his friend on the side of the bed.
"We were about to leave, thinking that was it, but some how she knew one was coming, and then more came. We got separated. After I stunned the last one, my scar started to burn." The tears ran down his face. Ron reached his hand over onto Harry's shoulder.
"I should have known that something was going to happen. Hermione started walking towards me, and then all of a sudden, I hear her screaming in pain." He took a deep breath.
"I saw the bright light of a spell hitting her. He kept it going, he didn't stop, he just kept, cursing her with it. I ran over, but he hit me with a spell. I couldn't get up. She, she fell. I started crawling over to her..." He wiped the tears on his face, feeling guilty, and sick. "But he stopped me. He told me that he was going to have fun with her, torture her..." Harry stopped, looking down into his hands.
"He walked over to her, and kicked her so bloody hard. I couldn't get to her Ron. It was too late, they were gone."
Ron rubbed his friends shoulder, tears forming in his eyes too from hearing what is and what will happen to one of his best friends.
"God Ron, I can't let that happen to her. Why is life so fucked up for me!? All my loved ones die!" Harry punched his bed, and got up.
"Harry, you need to stay in bed." Ron said looking up, his head following Harry.
"No! I have to find Hermione! I have to save her before anything happens to her! While I'm wasting my time here, he could be hurting her Ron!" Harry walked out the doors of the Hospital Wing.
He ran down the halls of Hogwarts and up to his dorm. He quickly through off his shirt, pulling a black long sleeve shirt on, and pulling a pair of Jeans on, then shoveling through his closet finding a black hoody.
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Lying in the center of the cell, laid Hermione, in the same possession as she was a couple of hours ago when a Death Eater through her viciously in.
Her pink tank top, which was covered underneath by a small pink light weight jacket, had small tares in them, from the curse that was sent upon her earlier. Her jeans, had dirt spots on them, and a couple spots of red.
Her head slowly went side to side, as she was coming through. She heard nothing but her breathing, she couldn't really see much, just that she was locked up in a cell like a prisoner. Her body still ached pretty badly from the Cruciatus Curse, and her arm killed her. She tried getting up, pain shot through her, stinging her, making her yelp in pain. She was on her hands and knee's, resting her head on the cold, dirty floor of her cell, trying to control the pain that was in her body. It felt like she was being stabbed over and over again.
"Harry!" She cried out, hoping for a response from him. Tears ran down her face, she was so scared. The slamming of a door got her attention. She turned her head, and looked at the front of the cell. A Death Eater stood on the other side of her cell.
"No!" She yelled. She grabbed for her wand, but it wasn't there.
"Looking for this Mudblood?" The Death Eater held up her wand, and laughed at her. Hermione fought through the pain, and quickly got herself up, running to the back of her cell.
The Death Eater opened the cell, and walked in. Hermione didn't want to cry in front of him, she didn't want to make him happy. He walked over to her. She started to move down the cell wall, trying to keep a distance between her and the Death Eater.
'If I get him to run at me, I can quickly run past him, and out of the cell.' She thought. She bit her bottom lip, waiting for him to charge.
"Come here you little Mudblood bitch!" He ran towards her. She ran underneath his flying arms, biting down hard, tightening her jaw from the pain inflicting through out her body. She reached the cell door, when another Death Eater crashed into her, smacking her hard on the floor. She winced at the pain, and moaned, trying not to scream. The Death Eater knelt down, and put his knee on Hermione's back, holding her down, yet crushing her. He grabbed her left hand, bringing it behind her back. He then reached for the right arm, and squeezed hard, twisting it, bringing it back viscously.
Hermione screamed at the pain she was enduring. The Death Eater's laughed at her screams, and pulled her up by her tied hands.
"Hold her still" The bigger of the two instructed, licking his lips and looking into her brown eyes. The Death Eater held Hermione up straight. Her expression on her face, turned brave, looking at the one Death Eater with the look of 'Bring it.'
The bigger Death Eater moved in closer, going into kiss Hermione. Seeing that her feet were free, she kicked up, kicking the Death Eater in the groin. He groaned and fell to his knees. The one holding Hermione laughed.
"You got sacked by a Mudblood. Bloody pathetic." He said shaking his head.
Once he got control of his feeling in his groin, he looked at Hermione, who had a small smirk planted on her face. She had enjoyed that.
The Death Eater swung a punch into Hermione's side, making her legs give out from underneath her.
"Hold the Mudblood up!" He yelled. The other Death Eater pulled Hermione up straight. Another punch was thrown, hitting on her other side.
She wanted to collapse, but the hold on the Death Eater was too strong, and she stood standing, not on her own will.
One last punch was thrown, right into her stomach. Her face cringed in pain, trying to gasp for air that was lost from the punches. The Death Eater dropped the young witch, and she fell onto the ground, trying to handle the pain, and trying to breathe.
"Don't you ever fucking pull that shit again you filthy no good Mudblood!" He yelled.
"Get the little shit up, our lord wants to see her." The other Death Eater picked up the gasping witch and practically dragged her into Lord Voldemort's lair.
They through her in the center of the room, where she moved her knees close to her chest, crawling up into a ball.
"Leave us be." A deep dark voice said. The Death Eater's left the room.
"Hello Ms Granger." Hermione laid her forehead on the cool stoned ground, making eye contact with Voldemort, breathing heavily.
"See what Harry Potter has gotten you in? It's his entire fault. If he did die, you wouldn't be in this possession right now." He said with a smile, walking over to her.
"That's a lie." Hermione said angrily. Voldemort raised his wand, and muttered a curse, that hit Hermione. She locked her jaw, biting down hard, trying not to scream out in pain.
"Don't ever call me a liar you filthy no good Mudblood." He told her, grabbing her jaw. Hermione's eyes closed, she wasn't unconscious, but almost at the stage. Voldemort rolled her over onto her stomach with his foot, and untied the ropes from her hands. They quickly fell to the floor, with no strength to hold them up.
He flipped her back over onto her back.
"Open those eyes Mudblood." He said kneeling next to her with a blade in his hand.
She managed to shake her head. She won't do anything for him. Never.
He lowered the bladed down to her stomach, and pressed down, letting it sink deep into her flesh. Her eyes opened wide, and her screams echoed through out the castle again. Red seeped through her shirt and jacket. He saw the cut, from where the blade had torn her shirt, showing some of her stomach, where the deep gash was. He got excitement from seeing her blood. He pressed harder, piercing more flesh as he moved across her stomach, and as more blood poured out, the more he enjoyed it.
"How did that feel? Did you enjoy that? I sure in hell did." Voldemort said laughing. Hermione groaned, as the pain grew more. Her eyes now closed again.
"Now...open your eyes Mudblood."
This time she did, just to stay away from the blade. He smiled. He leaned in and kissed Hermione, she started to struggle, and he held her shoulders down, pinning her under him. He sunk his teeth town on her bottom lip. He slithered his tongue into her mouth, and she bit down hard on it. He quickly took it out after feeling the pain.
"How dare you!" He screamed. He kicked her which seemed to be over 100 times, on the side, in the stomach, in the chest, head, anywhere where he hadn't kicked. He then forced her onto her feet, and dragged her over to the wall where manacles were latched onto the wall by a chain. He hooked her wrist up, then her broken one. Her feet didn't touch the ground, only her toes managed to do so. Her head hung down, and blood dripped off from her wounds, her breathing was heavy, her chest moving up and down rapidly.
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He ran down to Dumbledore's office, bursting through the door and speaking out of breath.
"Where can I find Voldemort?"
The professor looked at the young wizard.
"Don't let your emotions get a hold of you Harr-"
"Don't tell me how to handle this. This is Hermione! She means the world to me, I'm not just going to sit back and watch Voldemort hurt something so precious to me. Sir, she's counting on me, and I can't let her down. Please." His eyes pleaded, Dumbledore shook his head at the sad eyes staring back at him.
"Very well, he has a castle in an abandoned town. He calls it 'Misery'." Harry looked surprised at the town's name. Dumbledore read his face.
"It's called that because who ever goes there, never returns. Now Harry, be careful, and good luck with Ms Granger." He handed Harry a portkey.
"Thank you professor." And Harry was on his way to save Hermione.
"Hermione!" He yelled. He awoke the sleeping Ron, who jumped up scared from the yell. He looked at Harry, worried written all over his face.
"Welcome back mate." Ron said with an awkward smile.
"I have to get out of here! I have to save Hermione before he hurts her!" Harry's eyes weren't the same as Harry remembered. They were now filled with worried, and Ron knew no one was going to stop Harry once he set his mind to something.
"Slow down mate. What do you mean? Where's Hermione? What happened?" Ron asked leaning forward in his chair.
"You didn't feel that earthquake? Or the noise?" Harry asked, his face expression changing into confusion.
"There was no earthquake mate. Whatever happened must have only happened in the common room."
"The room must have had a silencing spell put on it." Harry said running his hand through his hair.
"Harry, what happened?" Ron asked worried about what was going to come out of his mouth.
"Where's Hermione?"
Harry turned to look up at Ron. Tears formed in his eyes.
"There was an earthquake. A thing was in the room. It knocked into once, it broke her arm, but she saved me, there was a thing running towards me, and she knocked it." He paused taking a big breath. Ron got up and sat next to his friend on the side of the bed.
"We were about to leave, thinking that was it, but some how she knew one was coming, and then more came. We got separated. After I stunned the last one, my scar started to burn." The tears ran down his face. Ron reached his hand over onto Harry's shoulder.
"I should have known that something was going to happen. Hermione started walking towards me, and then all of a sudden, I hear her screaming in pain." He took a deep breath.
"I saw the bright light of a spell hitting her. He kept it going, he didn't stop, he just kept, cursing her with it. I ran over, but he hit me with a spell. I couldn't get up. She, she fell. I started crawling over to her..." He wiped the tears on his face, feeling guilty, and sick. "But he stopped me. He told me that he was going to have fun with her, torture her..." Harry stopped, looking down into his hands.
"He walked over to her, and kicked her so bloody hard. I couldn't get to her Ron. It was too late, they were gone."
Ron rubbed his friends shoulder, tears forming in his eyes too from hearing what is and what will happen to one of his best friends.
"God Ron, I can't let that happen to her. Why is life so fucked up for me!? All my loved ones die!" Harry punched his bed, and got up.
"Harry, you need to stay in bed." Ron said looking up, his head following Harry.
"No! I have to find Hermione! I have to save her before anything happens to her! While I'm wasting my time here, he could be hurting her Ron!" Harry walked out the doors of the Hospital Wing.
He ran down the halls of Hogwarts and up to his dorm. He quickly through off his shirt, pulling a black long sleeve shirt on, and pulling a pair of Jeans on, then shoveling through his closet finding a black hoody.
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Lying in the center of the cell, laid Hermione, in the same possession as she was a couple of hours ago when a Death Eater through her viciously in.
Her pink tank top, which was covered underneath by a small pink light weight jacket, had small tares in them, from the curse that was sent upon her earlier. Her jeans, had dirt spots on them, and a couple spots of red.
Her head slowly went side to side, as she was coming through. She heard nothing but her breathing, she couldn't really see much, just that she was locked up in a cell like a prisoner. Her body still ached pretty badly from the Cruciatus Curse, and her arm killed her. She tried getting up, pain shot through her, stinging her, making her yelp in pain. She was on her hands and knee's, resting her head on the cold, dirty floor of her cell, trying to control the pain that was in her body. It felt like she was being stabbed over and over again.
"Harry!" She cried out, hoping for a response from him. Tears ran down her face, she was so scared. The slamming of a door got her attention. She turned her head, and looked at the front of the cell. A Death Eater stood on the other side of her cell.
"No!" She yelled. She grabbed for her wand, but it wasn't there.
"Looking for this Mudblood?" The Death Eater held up her wand, and laughed at her. Hermione fought through the pain, and quickly got herself up, running to the back of her cell.
The Death Eater opened the cell, and walked in. Hermione didn't want to cry in front of him, she didn't want to make him happy. He walked over to her. She started to move down the cell wall, trying to keep a distance between her and the Death Eater.
'If I get him to run at me, I can quickly run past him, and out of the cell.' She thought. She bit her bottom lip, waiting for him to charge.
"Come here you little Mudblood bitch!" He ran towards her. She ran underneath his flying arms, biting down hard, tightening her jaw from the pain inflicting through out her body. She reached the cell door, when another Death Eater crashed into her, smacking her hard on the floor. She winced at the pain, and moaned, trying not to scream. The Death Eater knelt down, and put his knee on Hermione's back, holding her down, yet crushing her. He grabbed her left hand, bringing it behind her back. He then reached for the right arm, and squeezed hard, twisting it, bringing it back viscously.
Hermione screamed at the pain she was enduring. The Death Eater's laughed at her screams, and pulled her up by her tied hands.
"Hold her still" The bigger of the two instructed, licking his lips and looking into her brown eyes. The Death Eater held Hermione up straight. Her expression on her face, turned brave, looking at the one Death Eater with the look of 'Bring it.'
The bigger Death Eater moved in closer, going into kiss Hermione. Seeing that her feet were free, she kicked up, kicking the Death Eater in the groin. He groaned and fell to his knees. The one holding Hermione laughed.
"You got sacked by a Mudblood. Bloody pathetic." He said shaking his head.
Once he got control of his feeling in his groin, he looked at Hermione, who had a small smirk planted on her face. She had enjoyed that.
The Death Eater swung a punch into Hermione's side, making her legs give out from underneath her.
"Hold the Mudblood up!" He yelled. The other Death Eater pulled Hermione up straight. Another punch was thrown, hitting on her other side.
She wanted to collapse, but the hold on the Death Eater was too strong, and she stood standing, not on her own will.
One last punch was thrown, right into her stomach. Her face cringed in pain, trying to gasp for air that was lost from the punches. The Death Eater dropped the young witch, and she fell onto the ground, trying to handle the pain, and trying to breathe.
"Don't you ever fucking pull that shit again you filthy no good Mudblood!" He yelled.
"Get the little shit up, our lord wants to see her." The other Death Eater picked up the gasping witch and practically dragged her into Lord Voldemort's lair.
They through her in the center of the room, where she moved her knees close to her chest, crawling up into a ball.
"Leave us be." A deep dark voice said. The Death Eater's left the room.
"Hello Ms Granger." Hermione laid her forehead on the cool stoned ground, making eye contact with Voldemort, breathing heavily.
"See what Harry Potter has gotten you in? It's his entire fault. If he did die, you wouldn't be in this possession right now." He said with a smile, walking over to her.
"That's a lie." Hermione said angrily. Voldemort raised his wand, and muttered a curse, that hit Hermione. She locked her jaw, biting down hard, trying not to scream out in pain.
"Don't ever call me a liar you filthy no good Mudblood." He told her, grabbing her jaw. Hermione's eyes closed, she wasn't unconscious, but almost at the stage. Voldemort rolled her over onto her stomach with his foot, and untied the ropes from her hands. They quickly fell to the floor, with no strength to hold them up.
He flipped her back over onto her back.
"Open those eyes Mudblood." He said kneeling next to her with a blade in his hand.
She managed to shake her head. She won't do anything for him. Never.
He lowered the bladed down to her stomach, and pressed down, letting it sink deep into her flesh. Her eyes opened wide, and her screams echoed through out the castle again. Red seeped through her shirt and jacket. He saw the cut, from where the blade had torn her shirt, showing some of her stomach, where the deep gash was. He got excitement from seeing her blood. He pressed harder, piercing more flesh as he moved across her stomach, and as more blood poured out, the more he enjoyed it.
"How did that feel? Did you enjoy that? I sure in hell did." Voldemort said laughing. Hermione groaned, as the pain grew more. Her eyes now closed again.
"Now...open your eyes Mudblood."
This time she did, just to stay away from the blade. He smiled. He leaned in and kissed Hermione, she started to struggle, and he held her shoulders down, pinning her under him. He sunk his teeth town on her bottom lip. He slithered his tongue into her mouth, and she bit down hard on it. He quickly took it out after feeling the pain.
"How dare you!" He screamed. He kicked her which seemed to be over 100 times, on the side, in the stomach, in the chest, head, anywhere where he hadn't kicked. He then forced her onto her feet, and dragged her over to the wall where manacles were latched onto the wall by a chain. He hooked her wrist up, then her broken one. Her feet didn't touch the ground, only her toes managed to do so. Her head hung down, and blood dripped off from her wounds, her breathing was heavy, her chest moving up and down rapidly.
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He ran down to Dumbledore's office, bursting through the door and speaking out of breath.
"Where can I find Voldemort?"
The professor looked at the young wizard.
"Don't let your emotions get a hold of you Harr-"
"Don't tell me how to handle this. This is Hermione! She means the world to me, I'm not just going to sit back and watch Voldemort hurt something so precious to me. Sir, she's counting on me, and I can't let her down. Please." His eyes pleaded, Dumbledore shook his head at the sad eyes staring back at him.
"Very well, he has a castle in an abandoned town. He calls it 'Misery'." Harry looked surprised at the town's name. Dumbledore read his face.
"It's called that because who ever goes there, never returns. Now Harry, be careful, and good luck with Ms Granger." He handed Harry a portkey.
"Thank you professor." And Harry was on his way to save Hermione.