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Okay everyone, I'm worried. I believe this could be my worst yet. It's taken me a while to put this up because I'm just not happy with it. It could have gone better but I'm at a loss as to what to do. Now here's where you lot come in. If you have any ideas as to how this chapter could be better then please let me know. I do aim to change this chapter, I just need a little guidance on it, if you wouldn't mind helping a fellow fan ficcer. I would say enjoy but I doubt you will. Let me know.

Chapter Ten

Hermione was shaking but she made sure she kept her arm steady. She couldn't afford for it to shake. They both stared at each other for a few seconds, not daring to move.

"You don't have the power to kill me." He almost sang to her.

"If I killed you then it would make me no better than you." She spat at him. She refused to take her eyes of him. She knew that she would have to do something quickly. She could see him trying to work out a plan in his mind.

"Besides, Miss Granger, you haven't used magic in nearly a month. What makes you think it would be powerful to do anything?" He stepped forward slowly.

"Petrificus Totalus!" She shouted. His arms snapped to his sides and legs together. He wobbled a little then fell backwards. She watched with relief flooding over her. She, too, thought her magic would fail her. She walked over and looked into his eyes; they were full of anger. "I refuse to let you make me a killer."

Hermione ran over to the door, leaving him to stare in horror. She wouldn't have long to get out; Voldemort was surely going to be there tonight. She pulled at the handle. It didn't open. Her heart was beating so hard that she felt it rock her body with each beat. Then she finally remembered. She tapped the door three times with his wand. It worked.

Her triumph was shortly lived. The corridor was endless with all the doors the same. If a miracle didn't happen about now, she was sure to be dead by the end of the night. She stepped out and the door closed behind her. She looked both ways but didn't know which way to go. She closed her eyes for a few seconds, took a long, deep breath and went left.

She jogged along, trying to find a difference in the doors. She cried in frustration. She wasn't going to make it. Her mind wouldn't slow down enough for her to think of spells to break the charm. All that was left to now was try random doors.

The first door was an elaborate bedroom. The next a dining room with an extremely large dining table. A room with nothing but paintings. A room with just trophy's. A library. Then she came to a door with stairs leading up behind it. The rainforest. She remembered clearly his warning for her not to do anything stupid. There must be a way out in there.

She raced up the stairs and sure enough, there was the beautiful place she had been the previous night. She raced around the edge of the lake. Her eyes scouring for a way out. She went through the trees but it led into a black forest. She was getting a stitch in her side. This was no good. She would only get herself lost. She went back down the stairs. Her hands brushed something rough on the door handle.

Hermione bent down and looked closely at it. She gasped; there was a small engraved picture of a lake and trees on it. That was it. They had the pictures on the handles of what was behind the door.

She ran to the next door; a study. She was running from door to door to no avail. This was infuriating; who needed this many rooms? Finally, after ten minutes of searching, she came to a picture of an entrance that looked similar to the Entrance Hall at Hogwarts. She yanked the door open. Down some marble stairs and there it was. A set of doors had never looked so wonderful to Hermione.

She nearly fell down the stairs running down them. She slipped on the shiny floor as she ran across the hallway. She pulled at the large, heavy oak doors.

"Miss." A shrilly voice shouted. She gasped, not now, she had gotten this far. "Miss, you can not be leaving, miss. Master will be very unhappy." She turned around to see a small, old looking house-elf running to her from the left side of the stairs.

"Just watch me." She turned back round and pulled the doors completely open.

"Please, miss. He will be so angry." He tugged on her hand to make her stop. Hermione shook him off as she ran out. She almost cried when she saw the sight before her.

Her eyes were darting everywhere. This couldn't be happening. There was nothing but green for miles. The Malfoy mansion was in the middle of the countryside. She couldn't see anything but grassy hills. She would never make it to the next town; she'd collapse from exhaustion before she did.

She was pulled out of her daze by the house-elf tugging at her hand. He was trying to pull her back in. She bent down quickly making him quiver in fear.

"Where are we?"

"We's be in the Malfoy mansion, Miss." He shook as he told her.

"I know that, but where exactly is it?" She was totally exasperated now.

"Nolly is not allowed to say, Miss. Please come back inside." He was on the verge of tears. Then something occurred to her.

"Of course." She said to herself. "Floo, why didn't I think of it before?"

The house-elf shrieked when she stood up and ran back in to the entrance hall. There were two doors on either side of the stairs. She couldn't run quick enough to the left door. No luck, it was the kitchens. She raced round the stairs, knocking over the house-elf, and to the right door. A living room with a fireplace at the end of it.

"YOU WILL NOT GET AWAY!" She heard a cold voice shout somewhere above her. The spell had worn off. She half jogged, half ran to the fireplace. Her energy was disappearing quickly.

She searched all around the mantle piece for the Floo powder and it was no where to be found.

"NOLLY! WHERE IS THE GIRL?" He was outside the room now. Then she saw it. A glistening powder inside a tall vase at the side of the fireplace. She grabbed a fistful and stepped into the fireplace. She turned around to find Lucius was coming through the doors. His face was contorted in fury. She hesitated; where could she Floo to?

"HOGSMEADE!" She yelled, not knowing why there. The last thing she saw was Lucius jumping to grab her but too late; she was gone.

She saw fireplace after fireplace whiz past her. She was starting to feel ill from the spinning. Finally her feet landed on something firm. She fell out of the fireplace with a firm thud. She lay there for a while, not daring to move. She couldn't hear anything except for what sounded like a running tap. She pushed herself up, noticing that she still had Lucius' wand in her tight grasp.

Hermione stood up and glanced around. She was in the Three Broomsticks with everyone staring at her; jaws wide open. It was the girl from the posters. They thought they were seeing a ghost. She had been gone so long that they had presumed her dead.

She nervously studied the room. Her whole body was shaking violently. She had done it; she had gotten back. Tears of relief flooded her eyes when she saw Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape in the corner. They got up so quickly that they knocked their table over and in the process of getting to the girl they knocked people of their chairs.

"Am I really here?" Hermione sobbed as Professor McGonagall knelt before her. There were tears in her teacher's eyes.

"We've been worried sick." She told her. Professor Snape watched the scene before him, not quite sure what to do. Hermione looked up at him.

"Are you angry with me for not handing in my homework?" She asked him in all seriousness. Feeling exhaustion take over her, she collapsed. Snape with his unbelievable quick reflexes caught her and picked her up. "I'm sorry for worrying you." She was sobbing now. She was feeling weaker by the second from all the emotions taking over her.

"Let's get her to Poppy, Severus." McGonagall nudged him for him to start walking.

"I can't go outside. Someone might see me, and then he'll know." She cried pathetically, trying her best to keep her eyes open.

"Miss Granger, nothing will happen to you with us here." Snape told her coldly but it didn't help her.

"Promise me that he won't get me again." Her sobs were subsiding now.

"You're safe, Miss Granger. You can rest assure of that now." McGonagall told her kindly as she helped to guide Snape around the tables and chairs. The whole pub was still completely silently, watching the scene unfold.

"I could have stopped this." Snape growled as they walked out of the door. "The Dark Lord must know the truth about me or I would have been involved on his plan." He looked down at the girl; unconsciousness had taken over her.

As they walked down the High street people were stopping and staring as they saw what exactly Snape was carrying.

"You can't blame yourself for this. You don't even know where she has been yet. We do not know if this is the Dark Lord's doing." She reassured him.

"Or what happened." The thought loomed over them like a thunderstorm. They were not looking forward to hearing her tell them. However, that didn't matter at the moment. What mattered now was that they make their student feel safe again.