Things Change

By. Sylwia

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Part 2

It's been an hour of walking in the forest and I was getting impatient for Voldi to come and get me. What the hell is taking him so long. Does he need to put his make-up on to make an appearance to save me?

I looked up ahead and saw the forest ending into a clearing. Which we suddenly stoped. Hoping that it was Voldie but to my disappointment it wasn't.

"Okay it's best if we team off between the deatheaters, because I have a feeling a couple of deatheaters will be making us a surprise visit." Dumbledore said looking at me.

The Aurora's moved to have the deatheaters in between them. I saw Malfoy and Potter move to be on my sides.

Then we started moving again.

Both men couldn't look straight ahead, they kept on staring at me. Soon it really started to annoy me.

"If you want to ask me something then spit it out. You know I ain't got all day."

"What has happened to you Hermione?" Potter asked.

"Things changed." I answered numbly.

"No kidding. But to this extent? To stand side with Lord Voldimort? It's not possible"

"Are you blind or something, Potter? I am a deatheater. And if my calculations are right, if you are a deatheater then you're a follower of Lord Volimort."

"But when we were in Hogwarts, we fought against Lord Voldimort, doesn't that mean anything? We fought against him because we didn't believe what he believed in" Potter said getting worked up.

I shrugged. "As I said things change. Your beliefs change, your friends change, everything changes. Nothing stays the same." I said calmly.

I felt two strong hands clamp down on my shoulders making me stop and turn to Potter.

"Hermione tell me what happened to you? What happened for these past 5 years?" I saw Potter's eyes roam around mine wanting to know something, anything, but all I gave him was a cold, emotionless stare in return.

"I don't have to answer anything."

He tightened his grip on my shoulders. If I wasn't a death eater then I would be begging him to let go of me and start crying in pain. But I knew pain, pain that was 100 times more painful than this simple squeeze on the shoulders.

"Bloody hell Hermione, What's wrong with you?"

I gave him a bored expression. "Are you done yet? Cos you can see that I ain't going to answer them." I looked into Potter's eyes showing the emotion of helplessness then it changed to anger.

"Have you bloody forgotten what Lord Voldimort did to my parent's?"

I just stared at him. How can I forget. He's the-boy-who-lived for god's sakes.

"Answer me?" He shouted while shaking me.

I just looked at him blankly. I saw Malfoy's hand on Potter's arm.

"Harry let her go. You can see that she won't answer to your questions." Malfoy said.

Potter showed defeat and lightened his grip on me, slowly letting me go.

"We better hurry. We're already behind." Malfoy said.

I turned to him and to my surprise I saw sadness written all over his face. 'Since when did Malfoy get so emotional?' He turned to me, sensing that I was looking at him. Even though he knew I was looking at him, he didn't change the look on his face to the blank stare that we all knew when we were in Hogworts.

He looked at me in a pained expression, he raised his hand reaching up to my cheek and placed his hand there.

'God how it felt so good, like old times'. I thought as I relaxed a bit in his hand. I jerked back. 'Like old times? What the? We were never together in the first place. Why did I just think that we did? The day that me and Malfoy would be together is when Hell freezes.' "What the hell was that?" I asked in hatred.

"Let's get moving." Potter said.

But as we started moving 5 deatheaters appeared, surrounding us.

I smiled. "It's about bloody time.' I said to them.

"Hand over her and we will spare your lives." One of the deatheaters said. I recognized his voice. It was Malic. One of the few of the really powerful deatheaters. He may be powerful but he just sucks at tacky lines.

Malfoy then stood in front of me. "No."

"It's pretty good offer Malfoy considering that Lord Voldimort wants you and Potter dead." Malic added.

"The answer is still no." Malfoy said.

I rolled my eyes. "Malfoy please, don't be stupid. Just let me go and nothing will happen to you and Potter." I thought about what I said. "Well, for the time being."

Malfoy didn't answer.

"Fine have it your way." Malic said raising his wand, followed by the rest of the deatheaters.

"Exemus!" Malfoy shouted, waving his wand.

Malic blocked it but it deflected to the death eater next to him, who I didn't know. He fell to the ground unconscious.

All of them started to shout out curses here and there, but not really damaging anyone until I saw Potter flew back in to the forest crashing into one of the many large trees and falling to the ground were he just laid there.

Malfoy got distracted and Malic was able to curse the crucio curse, making him fall to the ground twitching but not making any noise. 'Trust him not to scream in pain, got to much pride. Would be fun to brake it. Him and his pride.'

I looked up at Malic and saw him smirk at the twitching Malfoy.

"Well you took your sweet time to get here. What took you so long?" I asked.

He looked at me and put on one of his innocent faces. He shrugged. "Was waiting on you to make the escape, but since you were taking to long. I guess I had to come to your rescue."

"You piece of shit. You knew that I wasn't able to escape. I was wand less." I said fuming.

"Well, that's never stopped you before." He said smirking.

'Well, I gotta admit he got me there.'

"Sir the rest of the aurors are coming this way. We must make our way." Said a death eater that I recognized as Julian.

I looked behind him and sure enough the other Aurors were walking this was. 'But what compelled me was that they weren't running or shouting curses at us?'

Malic must of seen my confused face for he replied to my question. "I created a invisible boundary around us. You wouldn't think of me that stupid would you?"

I huffed not really knowing what to say. It was quite embarrassing since I was known as the smartest witch. But people of have moments that they aren't that smart and Malic just loves to rub it in my face when I'm clueless about something or that I was wrong.

I saw Malic pull out an amulet. Which I assumed was the portal key. "Grab Malfoy." Malic ordered to one of the death eaters.

Julian went towards Malfoy, who was now unconscious, and grabbed his wrist. I went towards Malic and put my hand on his arm.

"Sir, what about Potter?" Julian asked.

"Don't have enough time." Malic grabbed on the portal key and we lifted off the ground.

'I never liked the feeling of the portal key. It always makes you squirmy inside.' Soon enough I felt my feet touch the ground, I opened my eyes to revel the darkness of the room with a few lights here and there from the torches, but it still made the room feel cold and uncomfortable.

"I ssssee that the ressscue went well?" I heard Voldi say.

I turned around and faced Voldi. I immediately fell to my knees bowing. "I thank you Lord Voldimort for rescuing me from the Aurors." I said without a hint of sarcasm as much of it I would love to put.

"Of coursssse I did. You are a worthy death eater to me. No mere Aurora would be able to capture you." Voldi said. "You may rise."

I rose and looked at Voldi.

"Master I have a special gift for you." Malic said.

Voldi rose slightly. Intrigued on what the gift could be. I moved off to the side and let him see Malfoy lying on the floor, still unconscious. Voldi grinned.

"Well, well, well. What have we here? Draco Malfoy himsssself. Well thissss issss mosssst excccciting. Take him into the dungeonssss. I will deal with him latter when he isss consciousss."

Malic and Julian grabbed Malfoy under his armpits and dragged him away.

"You are all dissssmisssssed." We all turned to leave. "Exccccept Hermione." Voldi added.

I stopped and shudded in disgust. Once everybody left I turned around to face Voldi.

"I have a mission for you." I cringed. Another mission. It usually ends with someone dieing from my hands. "We have currently found out were Potter'ssss lover isss hidden. I know what you are thinking, but no you shall not kill her. You shall take her back here alive. It will surly lure our loveable Potter. You and Malic will be in charge. I have ssselected a couple of death eaters to go with you. You shall be going tomorrow night. Assss of then you are dissssmisssed."

I bowed again and left the horrid area.

I walked swiftly down the cold, dark corridors that lead to my room. I opened my bedroom door and uttered a spell that would not be opened by just one simple spell. It is only I that is able to open and lock the door. Not anyone else and especially Voldi. I created that spell. It took awhile but it was worth the time and patience.

I undressed and put on a singlet top and short shorts, all black. I slipped into my bed and as soon as I was nodding off to sleep. I heard a scream. It was a male screaming. Most likely Malfoy. He screamed again with so much agony and pain. I actually felt sorry for him. I remember myself doing the same thing when Voldi took me and I refused to side with him. I shuddered at the thought of the pain and suffering that I went through.

'Oh god stop.' I shouted in my head.

"Insense Crucio." Voldimort said pointing his wand at me.

The white flame inside flared again causing me to scream in pain. It was a new invented Crucio curse. Which was more powerful than the old Crucio. At first I didn't want to please Voldimort with me screaming, but the pain was so unbearable there was nothing else I could do, but scream.

The pain would only once leave when I fell unconscious. Not only would the pain go but the pain of my loved ones and anyone that I hold dear to me. All the pain went when I only saw blackness. I felt nothing and nothing felt me.

The screaming never stopped. I covered my ears with my pillow and squeezing my eyes shut. Hear nothing, see nothing, say nothing. The screams where bringing me bad memories from the past, which is were I would like them to be. In the past.

But the pillow was doing nothing to help me not hear the sounds of Malfoy screaming. I just wanted everything to stop.

That night I fell asleep crying and the ringing sound of Malfoy screaming in my head over and over again.

I woke up to the sound of a knock from my door. I looked over to my bedside clock which read 3 in the afternoon. The person knocked again and more urgently.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"It's Malic. Master wants us at the dinner hall in half an hour."

I groaned.

"I heard that, but I'll pretend I didn't. You better get up and present yourself well for the meeting. Master doesn't like tartness and especially does not like unkempt people in his presence."

I heard Malic's footsteps descending away from my room.

I groaned again. I stretched and slowly got out of bed. I took a quick shower, dressed in black jeans and a dark green singlet. Putting over that was my black robe that included a hood at the back. I did a quick drying spell for my hair and made my way down to the dinning hall.

I abruptly opened the dinning hall doors, making my robe waver behind me, looking superior. It made every ones undivided attention as I entered. I looked at Malic and saw him roll his eyes.

I have to say that me and Malic are close. Well as close as we ever could be. We aren't friends but we enjoy each others company from time to time. He is always sarcastic towards everything. Except Voldi. You could probably say that he is a comic relief to this ever lasting nightmare. We are also Voldi's most powerful, so we are always competing with each other to see who is the best. We have been at it for years and we still don't know who is the best between each other. It's an on going war that most likely would never end.

Just as I sat down next to Malic Voldi made his entrance. He sat down at the front of the table as he always did.

"Tonight you all will be going to kidnap Potter's lover and retrieve her here. She would be bait to lure Potter in our grassssp. Malic and Hermiane will be in charge. Sssooo you are all to lissssten what they want you all to do. I'll have a portal key prepared for you all for tonight. You mussst be all here at midnight if not the ressst will leave with out you and you would not want that to happen." Voldi said in a harsh tone. He looked at everyone and left me till last. He bore into my eyes daring me to turn away from him like the rest did. But my pride wouldn't let me, so I bored back at him. He smiled and turned away. "I hope this would be a successful mission. For your own sakes. You are all dismissed." We all stood. "And Hermione you shall take some food to Malfoy in the dungeons. You may go." We all bowed and quickly left the room.

I went down to the kitchen to get the plate that was prepared for Malfoy. I walked swiftly down to the dungeons, not wanting to linger down here any longer than I had to. Too many memories were hidden down this particular place.

I didn't travel my eyes of the captives that were in the cells. They were mostly Aurors and mudbloods. If I turned to even look at one of them my conscience would rise up beneath the surface of all my hate and anger and I could not afford that. My eyes locked on the cell that Malfoy was staying at. I stopped in front of it and looked at the lying figure on the floor with a pool of blood near his head.

I took out my wand and muttered the unlocking spell on it. The prison cell door opened and I went inside with the door closing behind me. I was in a way relived that he wasn't conscious, I wouldn't have to deal with him.

I walked around him and placed the plate on the table. As I was about to leave, his hand shot out and grabbed my ankle with a vice grip. I gasped at the sudden movement, but relaxed as soon as I knew what happened. I tried to get my ankle out of his grip but he wouldn't let go.

"God damn it." I whispered.

Malfoy groaned. He tried to lift himself up but it took too much strength which he didn't have. He let go of my ankle and tried to lift himself again, but with out any luck.

That's when I felt my conscience coming up to the surface. I couldn't just leave him there. He can't even lift himself up, so how could he eat in this state.

I groaned in frustration, knowing that my conscience had won me over. I kneeled down and grabbed hold of him under his armpits. I wished I was able to use my wand but Voldi put a charm of the dungeons that only some particular spell would work and they could be done by death eaters. I mastered all the strength that I had and dragged him on the shabby bed in the corner. It was hard work, since he was male and a lot heavier than me.

I placed him on the bed, took a wooden chair and placed it next to his bedside. I got a spoon full of soup, raised his head and let him sip the soup. This went on for a while.

I remembered how this was when I was in Malfoy's place and Severus in mine. I had no strength to do anything. Everything hurt.

Malfoy opened his eyes and looked at me. I knew when your in this state you were deliriouse, so I wouldn't have a clue what Malfoy was thinking when he saw me. But what surprised was that he smiled up at me. He raised his hand and touched my cheek gently. "Hermione." He whispered. I looked at him wearily. Since when did he use my first name, either way how did he know my name in the first place since he never called me that. But the way he said it to me, was so familiar. Why was it Malfoy calling my name sound so familiar? Like I heard it a lot of times before but the thing is I never heard it. This was confusing me too much.

He closed his eyes, but reopened them. "I love you." He whispered.

I froze. It wasn't possible. Did I just here right? Did he just say to me that he loved me? He must be delirious. But then he wouldn't have said my name. He would have said someone else's name. His hand fell from my cheek and was placed beside him as he soon nodded of to sleep. I just looked at him in shock. I didn't know what to do or how to react to this out burst. He must have been delirious, that's the only explanation for it.

I quickly left the dungeons and made my way to my room, thinking on what Malfoy just said to me. I kept on telling myself that he was delirious and that there was no way Malfoy loved me. But something deep down inside of me, something that was locked up with heavy locks and bolts. Told me that it was true and I knew it.

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