CHAPTER 6
The Dark Lord was waiting for her at the gate. This in itself, Hermione knew, was an honor beyond all. The Dark Lord had been waiting for her. she felt her heart swell with pride.
He glided towards her, his cloak sliding on the black rocks that surrounded the castle. His cloak's hood was thrown back, and she could see each finely chiseled cheek of his skeletal head, the deep red cat eyes that rewarded her with their full attention. He was no more than a few inches away from her now. She felt a chill emanating from him, and coursing through her blood like a drug. She ran her tongue against the tip of her lip, savoring the feeling.
'Hermione…' he breathed. A gust of cold air licked at her face when he opened his mouth.
She bowed low.
'My Lord. I am greatly pleasured t be in your presence once more.'
'As am I…as am I, my dear girl…' his voice seemed to curl around her like mist, wrapping her in a cocoon of pleasure. She smiled.
'I am afraid I cannot let you enter the castle,' he whispered. Seeing the look of surprise on her face, he said, 'Hermione, our exchange will be quick and brief. There is a traitor in the castle. Even my legilimency cannot point him out, but I know he is there. Loyal Death eaters are being killed, right under my nose…it is is a sad state of affairs, and I have come to fear him,' the Dark Lord chuckled. 'Yes, may he beat his breast with pleasure to know I fear him. I fear for my life and my power. And yours, at the same time.'
Hermione felt her mouth go dry. A traitor?
'What are we going to do?' she asked.
He smiled. 'We are leaving this castle for ever. I am taking with me only you and Draco…my trusted Death eaters, most trusted. And Bella, who will be waiting for us at an appointed destination. I cannot tell you know because I fear the ears that the wind might carry. Neither does Draco know. Once we are safe there, we will send you and Draco on your new mission.'
Hermione did not ask any questions. She said, 'Yes my lord.'
There was a pause, and then a spidery hand touched her neck, and cold fingers snaked their way up to her lips.
'I've wanted you long, Hermione,' he hissed. 'Perhaps, when we are safe…you will grant my wish.'
Hermione shivered. 'Yes my lord. When are we leaving?"
He smiled. 'Now.'
Horribly short, I know…but for that I will update quicker and quicker…PROMISE…
Thanks to the darlings who reviewed even though I was being a bitch and hardly updated.