A/N- Alright. Thanks for the reviews! This fic is almost finished. I hope you like this chapter. Here it is!
Chapter 11- Rescue
The Death Eaters had simply left her there, on Lord Voldemort's bed. They hadn't pulled down the sheets or anything. They had just placed her on the bed and folded her hands over her stomach. It reminded Hermione vaguely of being in a casket. Soon, too soon, Voldemort stepped into the room.
Hermione had regained her strength some. She was able to sit up…and to speak.
"What do you want?" she asked angrily.
Voldemort smirked.
"You can speak again. Good. That's what I was hoping for…" he said, walking closer to her.
Hermione pressed herself against the backboard of the bed. Why was he coming so close? He wasn't even reaching for his wand…
"Stay away from me! My friends will come for me!" she yelled.
Voldemort laughed.
"I'm hoping for that, my dear. You don't know how much I hope for that. In fact, I greatly look forward to the appearance of your beloved Le-Annette," he said, now resting a hand on the end of the bed, close to Hermione's bare ankle. She had been in her school uniform when she was taken.
"Aunt Le-Annette? Why would you want Aunt Le-Annette?" Hermione inquired.
The Dark Lord laughed again.
"She tried to bait me, dearest, by giving me that information about your Potions Master. I don't like to be baited. She must pay, one way or another…"
He had now crawled onto the bed. Hermione's back was pressed flat against the backboard. He grabbed the girl's ankle and pulled her beneath him.
"No!" she cried, suddenly fully understanding what he intended to do to her.
He began to tear at her shirt, trying to get it undone. Hermione began to instinctively slap at his hands. Angered by this move, Voldemort slapped the girl across her face.
"Be still, dearest, and you might even enjoy this," he said.
"No!" she screamed as loud as she could, knowing that his ear was so close to her. She wanted to do everything she could to make this hard for him.
He was now tearing at her skirt, and her legs were kicking at him. She managed to pull her right foot out from underneath him and press it against his shoulder, trying to push him off.
He slapped her again, but this did not deter her efforts. In fact, she only pushed harder.
Her shirt was open, exposing her bra, and her skirt had a rip up the side of it.
"Get off me!" She screamed. "You filthy bastard!"
Voldemort chuckled. "Yes, talk to me…"
Suddenly, there was a commotion on the floors below them. The Death Eaters were yelling and scrambling about. Voldemort stopped his efforts and went still to listen. Just as suddenly, the door to the bedroom flew open. Le-Annette stood in the doorway.
"Release her, or you will see why I have survived these long years and you will not," she growled, her eyes taking on a hint of red.
Tears of relieve sprang to Hermione's eyes.
"Aunt Le-Annette," she said.
Voldemort stood, drawing out his wand with his right hand but keeping his left hand on Hermione's throat. Le-Annette took the smallest of steps toward him. He pointed his want at her.
"I wouldn't do that, Le-Annette. One curse, and this girl dies," he said.
Le-Annette did something neither Voldemort or Hermione would've expected her to do. She smiled.
"You forget, Voldemort," she said, without taking another step forward--which brought a triumphant grin to the Dark Lord's face. "I am a vampire. And do you know of a vampire's powers?"
The grin was beginning to fade. Le-Annette did not wait for a reply. Using her supernatural speed, she rushed forward, knocked the wand from Voldemort's hand, grabbed Hermione, and was out the door. By the time Voldemort had made it down to the ground level of the house, Le-Annette and Hermione were but a small speck in the distance. The Dark Lord let out a cry of aggravation. Turning around, he saw that he death eaters had gathered around him.
"We attack the school!" he cried.
And the Death Eaters let out a cheer after this statement.
End Notes: Did you like this chapter? I hope so. There are only two chapters left in this fic, but never fear! There is a sequel! I know, again. But it is the final story in my History series. It will be called To Be History. Keep an eye out for it after this thing is finished! Okay, Please R R! Thanks!
