Harry and Ron made their way up to Professor McGonagall's office. If something happened to Hermione she would know what to do.
"Boys? What is it, I am busy!" she said looking up at them as they knocked on the door to her office.
"Professor! We need to talk to you! Its about Hermione!" she looked at them sternly.
"What about Miss Granger?" she said, "is she ill?"
"No ma'am, she's missing, and we think Malfoy had something to do with it."
"Come with me, boys this is beyond my care." she led them out of her office and down a back stair through a portrait down another 2 flights of stairs and to a set of stone gargoyles.
"Chocolate Frog," she said the gargoyles jumped out of the way. The wall behind split to reveal a moving staircase. She stepped on and they followed.
About thirty feet up they came to the end of the staircase on a landing that had a polished oak door. This was the office of the headmaster of Hogwarts: Albus Dumbledore. Harry had been here many times and Ron once.
The three of them knocked and then entered. They walked up to the desk where Professor Dumbledore was reading an enormous volume that Hermione would have loved to get her hands on.
"Ah, Minerva" he said getting up.
"Professor. Potter and Weasley claim that Hermione Granger has gone missing,"she said.
Dumbledore sat back, a thoughtful look upon his face. After a minute he said, "when was the last time you saw her?"
"Last night, we were talking in the common room and then Harry and I went up to bed. We didn't see her this morning and she didn't come to class. Hermione never skips classes. And then we met Malfoy in the entrance hall and he was acting as though he new something that we didn't.
Dumbledore listened to this explanation and then got up and walked to one of the delicate instruments gently spinning and chinking on their tables and pedestals. This particular one was a small screen set in a basin of water that had a clockwork in the water.
Do you remember the pensive, Harry?" he said looking at harry over his half-moon glasses.
"Yes, sir." he remembered the scenes that he had witnessed in the stone basin, Belatrix Lestrange's trial was most vivid. She had killed his godfather in his fifth year.....
"Well, Harry this is another sort of pensive. It gives a surface image of past events even if they were not seen by the owner of the instrument." he said. "Mr. Weasley, since you know miss Granger the best you should perform this task."
Ron's ears turned bright red "never misses a trick, that man." he muttered, and Harry grinned.
Ron walked up to the instrument. "State the name of the person and the time you last saw her." said Dumbledore.
He bent low over the instrument and said clearly, "Hermione Granger, February 21," he then stepped back to watch the scene that was appearing on the screen. The three of them had been in the common room, talking. Hermione was smiling, a smile that he could never refuse, she then got up and kissed the Ron on the screen.
Ron's ears turned red at this point in the scene. The last thing he wanted for his teacher and the headmaster to see was Hermione kissing him.
As the scene continued Ron and Harry went up to bed. After a minute Hermione got up and walked over to the portrait hole, she opened it and slipped through. She had gone down two corridors when there was a flash of green light that illuminated three figures standing in the shadows. Hermione cried out and collapsed on the ground.
Then they heard a drawling voice, the voice of Harry's nemesis, Malfoy. "Take her into the forest he's waiting."
By this time there were silent tears in Ron's eye's Malfoy deserved to suffer for hurting Hermione, his Hermione. " So, he's taken her into the forest."
They all new who "He" was, Malfoy was talking about Voldemort, the last person Harry and Ron ever wanted to run into in the Forbidden Forest.
"Harry, Ron, if you wish to come you must stick only to helping Miss Granger, leave the fighting to me. Do you understand?" they both looked at the man looking at them over his half-moon spectacle. "You must not get in the way. If you do he will kill you. You must leave it to me."
They both nodded. "Minerva, have Poppy make a bed for Miss Granger. Something tells me she will be needing it. Fawkes, I believe we will be needing your assistance."
"We have brought her, master." It was a drawling voice, Malfoy's voice, but she was still to groggy to realize what he had said.
"Good, good. The boy will come and then I will take my revenge." said a cold hating voice to her left.the voice made her shiver.
Revenge? Suddenly she was fully aware. The voice registered. You know who!, she was close enough to hear him talking, she would do anything to be somewhere else right now.
She half hoped that Harry's saving-people-thing would trigger when they realized what had happened. But, on the other hand, if he came he would encounter You know who, and that would make matters worse.
"Bring me the girl," He said.
Two strong arms picked her up and dragged her some feet and through her to the ground. There was no sense in feigning sleep anymore. She kept her head down as he addressed her. "You better hope your boyfriend, Potter, comes, girl, or your life will end slowly.
He thought that Harry and she were together, git
"How dare you call me that, silly girl, Crucio!"
Hermione screamed, writhing on the ground, the pain was so intense that all other senses were forgotten.it only lasted a few moments. She lay there limp on the ground severely weakened. Then he laughed, a terrible, cruel laugh. She tried to crawl away but before she had gone one foot, he flicked his wand again, "Crucio!" the pain coursed through her again so hot that she lost all sence of everything.
As she blacked out her last thought was of Ron, her Ron, she would probably never see him again. She just wanted to tell him that she loved him, one more time.....
So thats the end of this chapter. I know it's a bit late but, well I had some trouble with writers block. R&R please!!!!!!!!!!!!!