With Your Touch

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-Chapter 7 (just to recap)

"Time to go, grab the girl." Lucius changed his clothes into a dark robe; Draco and Snape followed suit. Hermione was shocked; they weren't being called were they. Snape grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the fireplace. He grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it in the flames.

"Go where?" Hermione asked before they disappeared in the flames.

On to the Chapter!

Chapter 8

All Hermione could see were dark shapes flying past her. She could still feel Snape behind here naked body. Where were they going? What would happen to her when she got there? Why her?

As fast as everything began, it stopped. Hermione was thrown from the fireplace on to cold stone. It was dark were she was. Everything was dark. Snape watched as she curled up and placed her head on her knees. He could see the violent shudders run through her petit form, and he laughed. He laughed at her weakness, he cackled as she broke down. When he looked at her now, all he saw was someone lower then dirt.

Lucius and Draco came speeding through the fireplace.

"Pick her up Severus. Our master will be very pleased." Lucius glared down at her form.

Snape smirked down at her, and reached to grab her arm. Hermione's reflexes clicked in, she rolled her form away. They would not bring her to Voldemort. Never!

Hermione stood up, and glared at them. She knew something they didn't. In one of her clutched fist, was some floo powder.

"Come and get me." She spat.

Lucius and Snape advanced before her. Snape's arms went to encircle her, but she dodged them. Lucius managed to grab a handful of hair and dragged her to him. She kicked and fought him. Lifting her knee up she canned him the groins. He let her go and fell to the ground curling up. She ran as fast as she could towards the fire. She was so close. She ran harder, not aware of Draco sticking out his foot. All she knew next was she was falling then nothing more.

Draco smirked down at her unconscious form. He grabbed on of her arms and lifted her up.

"I got her father. It looks like she stole some floo powder. Clever plan, too bad it didn't work." He said sarcastically.

"Well done son. Our Lord will be very pleased." Lucius commented, as he picked himself up off the ground.

"Very pleased about what Lucius?" Came the cold voice.

Lucius bowed low to the ground, dropping his gaze. "We have brought you Hermione Granger."

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Hermione opened her eyes slowly. She looked around. The room was richly furnished. All did in marble and stone. She found herself still naked, lying on an unfamiliar bed, the black silk bedding lying underneath her badly bruised body.

"What is this place?" She asked out loud, hoping someone would answer.

"This place, is my room." Came the cold voice of Voldemort that sent shivers through her body.

Hermione jumped at his voice. "And who are you?" she asked taking in his appearance. He was dressed in a flowing black robe. His face and hands were skeleton white. His long fingers were covered in rings of gold and diamonds. His eyes, were demonic red slits that you would find on a snake.

"You shouldn't joke with me Hermione, You know perfectly well who I am." He glared.

"What did you call me, and I'm not joking, I swear I haven't seen you before." She shivered. He looked so familiar, but she couldn't put her name on it. Whatever her name was.

He looked deep into her cinnamon eyes, and saw that she was not lying. He left her at once.

"Was it something I said?" Hermione asked to the silent and empty room around her.

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"LUCIUS!" Voldemort screamed.

Lucius appeared before him, dressed in all black again. He bowed. "You summoned me master?"

Voldemort didn't answer. The candles around the room started to flicker then go out. The already dark room, was cast into complete darkness, the only source of light was Voldemort's demonic red eyes glaring down on his servant. Lucius knew what was coming, he just didn't know why. Didn't he deliver the girl like he asked. He tensed his body, ready for the pain from the one word.

"CRUCIO."

Lucius shook violently on the ground. He tried not to shout out, tried not to show he was in pain. But the longer Voldemort held it, the harder it was.

"What have you done to Hermione?" He lifted the curse and spat out the words like venom.

"Nothing, my lord. We brought her to you. She tired to escape; Draco tripped her so she wouldn't go through the fireplace. She was knocked unconscious. That's when you came my lord." Lucius said trying to control his convulsing body.

"She has no memory of us, Lucius. She doesn't know who she is. It seems to me that one of you have cast the memory charm on her. I will find out who." Voldemort turned and left.

"What is that filthy whore doing now." Lucius growled.

A/N: Sorry it's so short. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!! The more reviews the faster I do update.