Chapter 17 – Deatheater

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Hermione lifted her head from her chest and looked around the room she was in.

Draco's office, she was tied to a chair with rough rope and Ron and Draco were on either side of her. Ron was still unconscious and Draco, although still awake, seemed pretty out of it.

Capp was nowhere to be seen. Hermione took in a gulp of air and winced as pain coursed through the sides. She could tell she had broken at least a couple of her ribs.

"Draco!" She hissed. "Draco are you ok?"

"Surviving." He muttered back "What about Weasly?"

"Ron." She corrected him before answering the question. "He's still out. Where did she go?"

"I don't know. She left a few minutes ago, she'll be back soon though."

"What are we going to do?" Hermione whispered as tears filled her eyes.

"I honestly do not know." Draco replied earnestly.

Sure enough, just seconds later they heard footsteps and Capp walked into the room.

"Ah, mudblood. You've finally joined us I see. And it looks like Weasly's coming round too." She said as Ron jolted awake and looked around.

"Now all we need to do is wait for Potter to join us and then I can get on with killing you. Now won't that be fun?" She laughed as she walked through another door.

Some time later, they were unsure how long it had been, the door opened and

Harry appeared from underneath his invisibility cloak.

"Harry, no! It's a trap! You have to get out of here right now. Professor Cape is really Capp, the Deatheater." Hermione hissed as Harry tried to undo her ropes.

"Don't be stupid, I'm going to get you out of here." Harry whispered back.

"I'm afraid, Mr Potter, that you are not." Came Capp's voice from where she was standing at the door that Harry had just come through. "You see now you've joined us you won't be able to leave. Well, not alive anyway." She laughed and pointed her wand at Harry; ropes shot out of the end and bound him up before he had the chance to send the counter spell.

"Why are you doing this?" Ron asked.

"Why? Because you killed our master, you stopped our great works from happening. We have only just been able to make plans and set about fulfilling them.

You set our work back for so many years." Capp snapped at him with fury.

"How did you know Harry would be here?" Draco wheezed.

"Well, I just happened to bump into his son on the way down here and just happened to let slip a few of my plans for the night so naturally he would go and tell daddy dear all about it."

"You won't get away with this. Dumbledore knows all about you and he'll be looking for us by now." Hermione spat back.

"Well, he won't be able to find us. This isn't Malfoy's office this is the Room of Requirement, you were in too much of a hurry to realise that the door to

Malfoy's office was too far down the staircase when you rushed up here to save the day. I require that Dumbledore won't find us so he won't. It's as simple as that." Capp laughed. "Now we're all here I guess we can get started."

She walked over to Hermione and grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet.

"You first girl. I've got quite a role for you in all of this."

Hermione struggled as Capp roughly tied her to a post at the opposite end if the room to where Harry, Ron and Draco were all sat.

"What the hell are you doing? Get off me!" Hermione yelled as she tried to pull out of the Deatheater's grasp.

"Well you see last time we met you hurt me real bad. But the way you did it was so very interesting it got me thinking, would that be a nifty little skill to use to my power. So after many, many years of research I've finally got something to harness it."

Capp pulled out her wand and pointed it straight at Hermione's chest. She muttered an incantation and a blue mist shot out of her wand and swirled around Hermione. It formed a complete bubble around her before fading away.

"What have you done to me?" Hermione demanded as she struggled with the ropes.

"Temper, temper dear mudblood you wouldn't want another little outburst like you had last time I saw you, especially with a spell like this one on you."

"What spell? What have you done to her?" Ron shouted.

"I don't like being spoken to like that, in fact it makes me very, very angry.

So angry I may just have to hurt you. What do you think mudblood?" She asked

Hermione, "If I hurt your lover boy think you'll be very angry?"

She turned on Ron and shot a Crucio curse at him. Hermione watched as the man she loved went through so much pain and she felt hatred for Capp building up inside her.

Hermione felt the blackness of anger swell and the pain in her increase. She didn't have to look but she knew that her veins were darkening and her eyes growing black. Capp had just taken off the spell she had put upon Ron and had turned to face her again.

"Ah! Looks like it's almost time to blow Mudblood. I expect it will be extremely painful. Such a shame you won't be able to tell me how it feels." Capp shrugged and bared her yellowing teeth in what was supposed to be a smile but was a lot more like a grimace. The spell will act as a force field type thing so when your power comes out it will bounce back and the force will crush you to death."

Capp then turned to Draco. Her eyes narrowed into a glare and her mouth became even tighter.

"You." She spat. "The Dark Lord gave you so many chances to join our side, yet each time you turned us down. When we regrouped we thought now that your filthy little mudblood wife was out the way you'd have nothing stopping you. No. But you're just a disgrace to the Malfoy name aren't you my dear cousin? Well people like you deserve to die. There's no point you wasting your time in this world now is there?" Capp now had her wand pointed at him. "Now I could do this the quick way and it would be done. But I'm afraid I made a promise with your dear father before you went and so stupidly killed him. Now that was a waste of a perfectly good man. Anyway I promised him that if you continued with these silly little beliefs of yours I would make you pay. Now it wouldn't be a good pay back to give you a quick relatively painless death now would it? No. I want to hear you scream." With that she yelled a few spell words and sparks flew from her wand and the post Draco had been tied to burst into flames.

Draco screamed as the flames licked at his body the smoke billowing around him making him cough and splutter. His skin blistered quickly and just as he was close to giving up the flame was gone.

"Now this one I'm very proud of, I made it up all by myself." Again she said more words and this time cuts appeared all over Draco's skin blood soaked into his torn and charred robes and finally he passed out from the pain. Capp snorted and clicked her fingers, Draco's ropes vanished and he crashed to the floor.

Again her attention turned to Hermione, who was trying to repress the anger that was building up. It was hard tiring work and she was struggling.

"I wouldn't try to fight it; it will just be more painful in the end. Of course

I have no problem with that as long as I'm gone by that time but seeing as I was hoping to see what happens I strongly suggest you just let it go. I promised everyone I would tell them all about what happens, and as you can see," she motioned over to Draco's near dead body. "I've never broken a promise."

"Yes you have." Came a shaky voice from behind them "You promised you'd always love me." Capp whirled around to see Michael in the doorway holding a wand out in front of him.

"Michael! What are you doing here?" Capp spat.

"I'm here to help my friends." Michael replied but looked scared to death.

"Go back to your room this instant!"

"Wow, you know what that's the most like a mother you've ever sounded."

"Michael, if you want to live to see next year you will leave right now!"

"You'd really kill you're one and only son? Well I suppose someone like you would." Michael replied slowly gaining a little confidence but there was still a quiver in his voice.

"You should have joined me when you had the chance. What are you going to do now? Do you really think that you could beat me?" Capp sneered. "You may be my son but I have no problem killing you if you cross me."