A/N-I was reading over chapter 9 and noticed there were many spelling errors. Sorry about that. When you saw noise, it was actually suppose to read nose. I'll be sure to re-read my chapters before posting them. Please review.. Chapter 10- Where is Hermione?

Without being detected Draco entered his house and quickly went upstairs to the bathroom to mend his thrashed lip. He knew they had something that would fix it without leaving a scar. He began to search through the bathroom cabinet.

Feeling now his nose had stopped bleeding Petrus got up and headed home. He needed to change into new clothes; the front of his t-shirt had bloodstains. Anyone who didn't see what had just happened would think he'd just murdered someone or some thing absurd like that. Just before he reached his home he saw something shinny lying on the road. He bent over to pick it up. It was the locket he'd given Hermione the previous night. He truly wanted her to have this. After all he had it engraved just for her. He quickly shoved it in his pocket and went on his way.

"Ah-Ha" Draco said with accomplishment. He squeezed the gel from the tube and dabbed some on his lip. By the time he looked in the mirror the swelling had gone down and there was no indication he had ever been hit. He smiled with relief and approval and left down the hall towards Hermione's bedroom.

"Knock knock"

Draco sighed with impatiens.

"Hermione are you in there?" He shouted through the door. "Fine then I guess you have no problem with me coming in then."

Hearing nothing but silence Draco turned the doorknob and entered the room. He observed everything was in a neat fashion. Her makeup lay efficiently on her vanity and he bed neatly made. Curiously Draco wandered through the room opening drawers and peering in her closet. He found everything to be precisely placed about as if in some sort of an order. She was nowhere to be found. He hadn't really expected her to come home but was interested just the same. Closing the door behind him he headed to his room. It wasn't nearly as orderly as hers but suited him perfectly. Just as he at down in his chair at the corner of the room a house elf appeared before him.

"Master Malfoy, you have a guest awaiting your presence in the living room." Spoke the house elf timidly.

With a sigh of aggravation Draco stood up and headed down stairs.

"You" Draco scorned seeing Petrus waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm not hear to see you, I just wanted to back sure Hermione got home safe"

"Well I'll have you know she isn't home at the moment. The mudblood probably went to the library or something to read about how she could fix what happened," Draco said in a mocking tone.

Worry and sorrow overwhelmed Petrus. Seeing this Draco quickly shot out "Well don't go crying now, I'm sure she'll be back soon."

Seeing Pete would get nowhere with Malfoy, he simply left in search of Hermione. He knew Hermione was strong and could handle herself but there were some shady character around this time of day. The part of day in which darkness would soon overshadow the light.

Draco snickered as Petrus left. Why worry so much about Hermione she was just a stupid girl, not even a girl of high class. He'd never understand.

Petrus ran down the road trying to find Hermione before the sun went completely down.

"Hermione, Hermione!" He shouted a couple times. Petrus continued to walk checking everywhere he could think of in that area. Where could she be? He thought to himself.

Hermione lay on the ground under a tree (not far from where Pete had been looking for her) Hermione had calmed down a bit, her cheeks stained with tears. How could they do this to her? This was the most awful thing anyone could have done. She felt so stupid for falling for it. She should have expected this from Draco, but not Pete. Then again she didn't know him well enough to judge him. But from what she did know this was the last thing she had expected from him. She had really begun to fancy him. Maybe she was expecting too much of a pureblood to fall for a mudblood. She never really believed in purebloods and such. But now she didn't know what she believed. Looking up at the sky she noticed it was begging to get dark. She didn't want to be out at night after what could have happened to Malfoy and her before. With that frightening thought she stood up and started walking down the road. If Malfoys house didn't stand so tall she would have been lost. But luckily she could see the rooftop.

After about an hour of looking Pete gave up. He headed back home he would trust that she would end up at the Malfoys safe, or so he hoped.

Draco sat on the couch in the living room once Petrus left. Exhausted from today mishaps Draco sprawled out on to the couch and closed his eyes. Not knowing how much time had passed he awoke to an abrupt shriek from outside. His icy blue eyes widened to the noise. It sounded like no it couldn't be Hermione? Sitting up straight he walked over to the door. Opening it slightly, he could see nothing. There was not a person in sight. But not far from him he could hear the faint sound.

"Get away from me, stop, what do you want?" Hermione yelled.

"Ha-ha such a pretty face" a man said with a twisted manner while reaching out to touch Hermione's cheek.

"Don't touch me you, you freak"

"She's a feisty one"

The group of 5 men laughed while the dark night shadowed their features.

One medium built man pushed her onto another. "Hold her tightly" the voice shouted.

The man did as instructed, he held Hermione in a tight grip. Naturally she struggled but soon found it useless.

Another in the group began to feel his way around Hermione's front and back jean pockets. She screeched at his touch, "She has nothing, she has nothing of value" the man informed the others.

"Oh but she can be valuable to us just the same with no material objects." An unknown voice said.

They all chuckled with a sick perverted tone.

Fear ran through Hermione's whole body. She couldn't believe her luck. This could not be happening it had to all be a dream.

Suddenly they heard a ruckus in the bush near them. Just then Draco stepped out wand in hand aimed at the group.

"Rictusempra" Draco shouted. With the flick of his wand all except Hermione flew into the air. Some landing on the road others scattered around on rocks, in trees or bushes.

Breathing a sigh of relief Hermione said "Thank you" and with that she left back to the Malfoy mansion. She really was so much more grateful Draco showed up but she was still furious with him.

Shocked that that was all Malfoy got was a mere "thank you" he snorted "That's it a thank you that's all you give me a thank you for ending 5 men in the air, away from you"

Hermione turned around" Yes that's all you deserve what do you expect me to do bow before you and be forever in your debt I DON'T think so" She shouted.

Hermione walked back to the mansion with Draco close behind her. She was fighting back the tears until she was safely in her room and Malfoy was nowhere near her.