Hermione awoke with a pounding headache. She looked around in confusion. Where was she? She closed her eyes again and tried to recall her last memory. Bits and pieces came to her, Hogsmeade, Draco, anger, and then Deatheaters. She opened her eyes wide as she realized what had happened. A Deatheater attack on Hogsmeade. She let out a gasp of air that she had not realized she had been holding. A figure sitting by her side turned to face her at the sound. She tensed up. The dim light wasn't enough to see their face.

"Her, Hermione?" called a thankfully familiar voice.

"Oh, Draco." she gasped. She felt his hands come up and wrap around her. She leaned into his chest and cried. Her body shook with sobs as all the stress she had bottled up finally released. Draco laid his head gently on top of hers and started rubbing small soothing circles on the small of her back.

"Shh, Mione. It's going to be okay. Relax." his breath gently blew into her hair.

"No, no, all my fault." she choked out. She felt him stop moving his hands for a spilt second before his voice broke the silence.

"What do you mean? Of course it wasn't your fault." Hermione tried to fight down another wave of tears.

"I should have listened to you. If I hadn't have fought with you and yelled for no reason then we wouldn't have been in the street." She spoke into his shirt. "But, but,"

"But what, Herm?" She spoke barely above a whisper,

"I was so afraid." She felt Draco remove his hands and reposition them so that he had hold of her shoulders. He looked down onto her face, which she was sure was not very clear in the dim light.

"Of what?" The wave of tears that she had fought so hard to push down now flooded over. Draco sighed and pulled her in closer to him so that she was once again against his shirt.

"you." She felt him tense at her words. His voice sounded broken as he softly spoke.

"Me? You know I would never hurt you." She sighed into his chest.

"Hermione?"

"No, I know that it's just…" her voice came to a stop.

"What, Hermione. You can tell me."

"I don't want to lose you and it scares me to think that I might." she said in a rushed tone.

"Herm, I'll never leave you."

"Not even if you get tired of me? Or find someone better looking? What's to say you won't leave if you find someone better?" She felt his embrace tighten around her.

"I'll never leave you, Hermione. I, I love you."

Draco's POV
The words had just slipped out. He had never even thought that he had loved her, but the words had just come. He tensed up. 'oh my god. What have I said. I mean, I like her but, love is such a strong word.' He couldn't think of any other time he had ever said it, certainly not to his parents. 'What if she freaks out. Or won't accept me. Or if she doesn't feel the same way. Damn, why couldn't I hold my tongue.' He felt tears fall onto his shirt again. 'Damn it, Draco. Look what you've done, she probably hates you now.'

"Oh, Draco." Hermione's voice broke his thoughts. 'Here it comes.' He closed his eyes, awaiting the blow. "I love you too."

"Well, if that isn't touching." drawled a voice from behind them. Hermione turned around to see their captor, Lucius Malfoy, standing in the strip of light that was emitted from the slightly ajar door.

"Father." Draco spat as he tightened his grip on his girlfriend. Lucius looked down at his offspring with a look of distaste covering his features. "Where are we?" His father smirked at the younger Malfoy.

"You mean to tell me you really don't know." Lucius scoffed. "And you call yourself a Malfoy."

"Let us go" came Draco's response with narrowed eyes. Lucius raised an eyebrow.

"Always a spoiled brat, Draco, always demanding to have your way. One would think that you would have learned your lesson by now. I will give you a chance, leave the Mudblood."

"Never." growled the young Slytherin. Lucius raised his wand, emotionlessly.

"Crucio." The spell hit Draco, sending spurts of pain throughout. Hermione watched helplessly at his side as he shook uncontrollably. His eyes closed with unshed tears trying to escape. Blood drew from his lip as he bit down into it. He fell forward and rested his forehead on the cool stone floor. His fists balled and his nails dug into the soft flesh of his palms. Hermione felt tears fall down her own face as she watched the one she had just announced her love for hurt so much. She embraced him, trying desperately to ease the shaking. Her own body shook with sobs as she heard him groan in agony. And just as quickly as it had started it stopped. She vaguely heard the door close as the Deatheater left them to their solitude.

"Draco," she softly called, tears falling onto his back. The door slammed closed, waking both of the teens from their slumber. Draco still lay where he had fallen from the unforgivable, Hermione by his side. Draco looked to the man standing in the doorway. He was dressed as a Deatheater, of course, his hood blocking his face. In his hand he carried a tray and when he spoke the voice was not familiar.

"Here, I was given orders that you are not to be starved to death, at least not yet." He dropped the tray onto the floor and quickly left through the door, locking it on his way out. Hermione walked over to the tray and carried it back over to where Draco sat.

"What time is it?" Draco groaned. Hermione looked down at the food and replied,

"Morning I assume, seeing as how this all looks like breakfast."

"Damn, another day wasted here. Who knows how long we've already been here, at least two full days, today being the third. It could be longer though, I have no idea how long we were out that first time." He scowled at the tray but eagerly ate. After they had finished everything on the tray, hunger still called to them but not near as bad as it had before. Draco pushed himself up off the floor, only to fall to his knees again. Hermione rushed to his side.

"What's wrong?" she asked as she took hold of his arm.

"Just pain from that damn curse. Help me over to the bed." he asked through clenched teeth. Hermione let him lean on her as they slowly made their way to the bedside. They both took seats and looked to the floor.

"Draco, where are we?"

"I said yesterday that I didn't know." They let it go at that, neither one caring to start up a conversation.

Author's POV
Back at the school, the students were just starting to calm down. Word of the attack had spread quickly. No one had been killed, only five or so had been mildly injured and only two had turned up missing. Harry, Ron, and Ginny sat in the Gryffindor common room. Tears fell down Ginny's face as Harry reached an arm behind her.

"I warned her not to trust that bastard. I knew he would hurt her."

"Now, Ginny, we have no proof that this was Malfoy's doing."

"Who else could it have been, Harry? Face the facts, the only ones missing are Hermione and that git. He was using her to get her to the Dark Lord. I swear I'll kill him."

"Calm down, Ron. As far as we know, he could be as innocent as Mione."

"Innocent? INNOCENT!? This is Malfoy we are talking about!" Harry just hung his head, not wanting to believe that the one whom had made his best friend so happy had been the one to capture her like this, but he was having a hard time not believing it.

The door to his office opened, admitting a dark haired, pale skinned man cloaked in black. Dumbledore looked up from his desk, dark circles under his usually bright eyes. He folded his hands on top of his desk and turned his attention to the potions professor before him.

"You called, headmaster?" Snape spoke as he took a seat opposite the wizard. Snape had dark circles under his eyes to rival those of the headmaster. He had not slept since his godson had fallen into the hands of the Dark Lord.

"Severus, have you found anymore out about their whereabouts?"

"No, sir. I have not been called for yet but it is only a matter of time." Dumbledore nodded and ran a hand through his snow white hair.

"If only I had not allowed that Hogsmeade trip. I thought for sure it would be a nice surprise for the students to be able to get out for the holiday shopping. Well, it certainly was a surprise, and so close to Christmas. Severus, we have to find them and rescue them. I pray that young Mr. Malfoy keeps Ms. Black safe."

Draco's POV
Two days passed before Draco could stand on his own. Now that he no longer had to lean on Hermione he paced back and forth in their prison. He felt the eyes of his girlfriend watching him.

"What are we going to do?" he mumbled to himself.

"I'm sure the order will come for us." Hermione answered, unaware that the question had not been directed at her. Draco continued his pacing. His mind filled with doubt. 'What if the order didn't come? What was Voldemort planning to do with them? I'll never turn on the light. I won't be like my father. But what if that's the only way to save Hermione?' He felt the walls closing in on him. They had to get out, they just had to. But they didn't even know where they were. Just then the door opened once again, admitting another Deatheater carrying their few scraps of food they fed them. Draco peered out the door, something he had not been able to do from his position on the bed. The light was almost blinding, and it wasn't even as bright in the corridor as it should have been. He could see a torch on the stone wall. Next to it was a crest of some sort. Draco took a step closer as the man laid the tray down and turned to leave. His eyes focused and he caught a glimpse of the emblem before the door slammed shut. His gasped and stepped back from the door in shock.

"Draco, what's wrong?" Hermione called from her perch on the bed. She quickly stood and rushed to his side. "Draco?"

"I know where we are."

AN hey there! sorry it took me so long to update, I've been really busy lately. Sorry bout the cliff hanger! hehe, but don't blame it on me! I had a whole other paragraph written after this that said where they were but my beta reader told me to stop here! :P I will try to get the next chapter out soon but with school starting up soon and I have yet to go school shopping I doubt that I will have as much time to type, that and the fact that we are having some major changes to my house and the contractors are working from like now til september but thankfully they are not touching the office! Unfortunately it is a lil harder to concentrate with all that noise :(

ALSO i want to thank all my wonderful reviewers! Thanks to everyone for reading my story and please review, the more I get the faster I write! :)

Valentines-hater: nope, not azkaban, that would be interesting though... ;)