A/N: We're back to Hermione's POV.
I woke up in a room and found myself on a bed with no covers. My arms and legs were tied tightly to the bedposts. I tried to remember where I was and why I was there. It took me a few minutes for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. I could make out a door across from the bed and to my right; there was a table right next to the bed.
There was this lone window at one end of the room and it was covered with a black sheet. I assumed this was done to keep me from looking out and trying to attract someone's attention. I struggled to remember what had taken place last. I remembered Nadia and I leaving her party and then I started to remember how Nadia told me the truth about which side she was really on and then Lucius Malfoy showing up. I concluded that I must be in Malfoy Manor or...it couldn't possibly be somewhere else.
I replayed what Lucius had said about me having to give information or else Draco would die.
I didn't want either to happen. I did not want to give him any information but I also didn't want Draco to die. If he did, it would be my fault and I could never forgive myself. I started blaming myself for this mess I got myself into but then I realised this could have happened because Nadia could have betrayed us anytime she liked.
I thought frantically for a plan to escape but I couldn't come up with anything. There was nothing I could do tied up like this and I knew I was no match for Lucius even if I could reach my wad that was hidden a pocket in my robes. I turned my left wrist as much as I could to read the time. Luckily the hands on my watch were glow-in-the-dark and it read 3:21 pm but I wasn't sure what day it was or how long I'd been stuck here. I lay there, contemplating of ways to escape or send a message to the Order for help but could come up with nothing.
Sometime later, I heard footsteps and a key turning in the lock. The door swung open and Lucius Malfoy entered. Fear gripped me. I had no way of defence. I could do nothing but take whatever came at me.
"Good, you're finally awake. We can talk now," he said, giving me an icy look.
I kept quiet, too afraid to say anything.
"So, are you ready to let me in on the secrets of the order and tell me?" he sneered.
I finally managed to make myself answer. "No. I'll never help you," I said.
"Really? I thought you'd disagree since you'd want to protect that stupid order or whatever it's called than be on my side. If you just tell me everything, you know you can join the dark side," he replied.
"Never!" I shouted. I knew one thing for sure. I'd never be on his side.
"What makes you think I'll change sides?" I asked.
"Wouldn't you rather save yourself than others?" he sneered.
I could believe someone like him would think of such a thing.
"No, I wouldn't," I replied firmly, feeling nothing but pure anger. I wished desperately I could hex him.
"Well then. If you don't tell me anything. You and my traitorous son will die," he announced, pacing the room. He stopped in front of me.
"Tell me what you know!" He shouted.
I couldn't tell him anything. I wouldn't. There were too many lives at stake.
He might know about the Order but I was pretty sure he didn't know about its whereabouts but I knew Nadia could have easily told him. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't tell him anything and I couldn't let Draco die. I didn't care if I died, as long as the others were saved.
Suddenly, he took a step closer to the bed and drew his wand out.
"Crucio," he said.
Pain took over and I felt as if I was dying. Maybe I was. All I knew that it was worse than any pain I had ever experienced. I refused to scream. I didn't not want to show how much it hurt. I bit down hard on my tongue, tasting blood.
Finally the curse stopped. My whole body ached.
"Well, will you talk now, Mudblood or do you want to go through that pain again?" he sneered.
I didn't answer.
"Fine then. I will leave you to think it over. Consider all that is at stake if you don't comply."
With that, he left and closed the door, locking it behind him.
What to do? I asked myself.
I wriggled around, trying to loosed the rope it didn't work. Then I noticed the rope binding my right hand to bedpost was not as tight as the rest. I managed to wriggle my hand free and got my wand out from the inside of my robes. The other ropes had twisted and dug into my flesh, hurting my hands and legs. I whispered a spell to remove the ropes and they fell away. I had ended up on the edge of the bed from all the twisting and turning that I fell down, hitting my head at the sharp corner of the table. I nearly cried out from the sharp pain of the impact but caught myself quickly. I felt the blood drip from the cut over my tangled hair but I couldn't worry about that now.
I got up, standing for the first time in who knows how long. I reached out to steady myself with the table. For the first minute or so, the room spun around. I felt dizzy from being knocked out for so long. When the feeling finally passed away, I made my way to over to the window and moved the sheet aside. To my relief, the window wasn't barred. I had to find something to break the glass with because it was sealed shut. I didn't know how much time I had but I desperately searched for something to break the glass with. Unfortunately, there was nothing in the bare room. Tears of frustration filled my eyes but I didn't let them fall. I was so close. If only…
The key was turning in the lock. I had one idea and prayed it would work. I wasn't sure if I had enough power to make the curse work but I was willing to try. The door open and before Lucius had a chance to speak, I pointed my wand at his heart and cried "Avada Kedavra!" I put as much force into those two words as I could and I watched him fall to the floor.
I stood, shocked at my own doing. It was what I had meant to do but I didn't think I actually could. I had just killed someone but I knew I wasn't afraid of the consequences as he had taken more lives that I ever would. I went to the door, steeping around the corpse and left the room. I found a staircase leading downstairs and I ran down them to find a door leading outside.
Back at the Goodman's.
Everyone, except Tonks and Snape were in the living room. It had been two days since Hermione had gone missing. They knew where she was but there wasn't a plan yet. One other person was missing from the group. Draco had gotten permission to travel to his parent's home. He didn't call it his home anymore. No one spoke much, except to voice their worries or suggesting an idea to help Hermione.
Tonks then entered the room.
"Look, you all should stop sitting around. We're all worried but what can we do if we just sit here?" she said.
She started giving orders. "Harry, find out if the location of Hermione's whereabouts has changed. Ron, come with me, I need help writing to people to get word out to the order orders. We have to find her," she barked.
Tonks hadn't slept in hours. She had been on her own trying to find Hermione. Snape and the other order members they recruited here were working on attack plans and things like that. She had dark circles under her eyes and her hair lay limply around her face. She brushed ti back as she left her room. She was worried. She knew Hermione would never give out the secrets of the Order out of her own will but if someone put the Imperious Curse on her, she would without consent.
I took a deep breath, breathing in the fresh air and started walking.
"Oh my god, Hermione!" someone exclaimed.
I turned around and to my dismay, I saw Draco coming towards me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
At the same time, he asked, "You ok?"
I didn't have time to answer because he pulled me into a bone crushing hug.
I tried to say something.
"I…I killed…," I couldn't say it.
"You killed who?" he asked, pulling away and looking at me.
"Y-your father," I said in a rush, not daring to look at him in the eyes.
"You did?" he asked.
"Yes," I answered.
He hugged me tight.
"Lets get away from here. There's going to be a death eater meeting here in a while and no doubt my so-called father would have told them to kill me." he said.
"Um…How are we getting back?" I asked. "And you haven't told me how you got here."
He laughed. "Ok, ok. I'll tell you everything. First, I got permission form Dumbledore to come here. And secondly, we're going back through a portkey."
I felt so relieved and happy. I knew it wasn't over yet but at least now the Order's secrets were safe and we were both alive. I kissed him quickly and said, "Come on then, lets get back."
The portkey was an ordinary coin and it was a bit hard to get a good hold on for both of us but I knew the portkey had to be something normal and something that wouldn't draw attention so it didn't matter. I felt a jerk in my belly button and before I knew it we were standing outside the house