Phillyactress: Well, I just mean any snape story in general lol, I guess I was going to think on it more, but more concerned on whether or not people would read one. But was DEF. one where he goes hang gliding LOL.

smylz: Lol, it's one of my favorite things to do….as you'll soon see…Thank you for reviewing! Can I ask what your name means?

RainDateChick: Aww, I'm awfully sad that your review didn't go through :-( I hope I get one for this chapter from you then! (wish wish )

Smurphy: Hehehe, I put that in there just for you, oh and watch for the name…I hope I got it right. They should have stayed put yes, but then…where would the story go! Lol, Hermione is very bright, and she just has this way of knowing things that make you want to scream lol.

ravioli and chocolate: Well here it is! Hope to hear from you again!

Disclaimer: I am not J.K.Rowling, and everything that you recognize in here is NOT mine. Herbert is Philly's.

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Hermione spun around and gasped, as did Ron and Draco. Right behind them was a single death eater. The woman, as Hermione could tell from her voice, toward in the doorway and gave a presence of threat.

"If it isn't the little mudblood and her boyfriends," the death eater sneered, "Well, aren't you going to introduce me?" Hermione looked at her friends and frowned. How were they going to fight this? Sure, there was only one of the enemies and three of them, but there was only a single wand between the three of them, and the death eater was more powerful than that.

"Answer me mudblood!" The death eater raised her wand and started to murmur a spell when Ron raised his wand quickly and yelled "Incarcerous!" They all watched as a thick rope swirled out of Ron's wand and wrapped it securely around the death eater, binding her down.

Draco looked at Ron wide-eyed and whistled lowly, "Weasley, I didn't know you had it in you."

Blushing Ron shoved the wand back in his pocket and muttered, "Well…I…"

"Enough" said Hermione, "We need to get out of her quickly!" She ran to Ron and grabbed his hand, who grabbed onto Draco's sleeve. They ran across the room over the death eater and opened the door; they were almost free when the death eater broke one arm free from the ropes.

Yelping, Hermione ran through the door, she was about to shut it when the enemy grabbed Draco's leg. Holding on tight, she grinned yellow-teeth as her hood came off, revealing a woman's face in her twenties. "Now you'll get it." She snarled.

"Draco, no, stop!" Hermione reached out to go back in for him when Ron pulled her back. "Ron, why are you stopping me!" she cried, trying to shove him off her.

"That's why!" he yelled back and pointed towards the door. If Hermione had going after Draco, the door would have crushed her, which slammed quickly with a spell by the death eater.

"Ron…oh my god, Ron, we have to go after him!" Hermione ran to the door and tried to open it, but a spell kept her out. "Ron how is the door locked, there was no spell said!" She banged her fists on the door and rattled the doorknob, hoping for a way inside.

"Wand less magic Hermione, it had to been wand less magic."

Ron looked at Hermione and gripped her shoulders, "Hermione stop it right now!" She shrugged him off for the second time that night and glared at him. "What do you mean stop it? Draco is in there Ron, and we have to save him! You do not care about him, do you? You're just jealous Ronald, get over it, and help me!"

She started rattling the doorknob again when Ron gently gripped her wrist. "You didn't mean that." He said simply.

Hermione sighed as tears started to run down her cheek, "Of course I didn't mean it. I love you and you know it, but you are not helping me Ron. I may love you, but I still care about my friends!"

"Hermione," Ron said, "I care about Draco, really, I do, but we can't help him right now. There is a powerful witch in there Hermione, powerful enough to do wand less magic. We have one wand, and that's not even ours. We can't just go barging in there, when we aren't sure of what she could do to us. We'll get him out," he said at Hermione's tears, "but we need to find something to help us."

Hermione sniffed and wiped her face, she turned around and covered her ears when she heard Draco's cry of pain. She knew he could not hold out much longer, especially with the wound he got earlier

Draco yelled again, agony clear in his voice. Hermione knew they didn't have much time, so as much as she hated it; she put on her brave face. "Ron," she said, "let's go, now."

Ron smiled sweetly and grabbed her hand as they ran down the hallway. Hermione started to continue, but Ron held her back. "What is it?" she whispered to him.

"I don't think this is a good idea Hermione. There are too many of them, and if we leave, they'll know where we are."

"But that woman knew where we were Ron, what makes you think they won't come find us neither?" Ron looked at Hermione and brushed a strand of hair from her brow. "I'm not sure love, but we have to go back to Draco now."

They ran back, discouraged from the wasted time they spent. Hermione knew Ron was right however, they were better off here, with one death eater than fifty were. Ron paced back and forth, his brow wrinkled with thought. "What are we going to do Hermione?" Hermione looked at Ron and panicked, she had no clue what to do. "I'm not sure Ron, I…" she stopped, "What are you doing?"

Ron had gotten on his hands and knees and was starting to dig in the dirt at something. Sweat dripped down his forehead from the actions he was doing, clearly working hard, and fast. He didn't answer her and instead threw something at her feet that looked like a brown snake.

"Ron, what is this? What are you doing!" Hermione picked up the object and looked at it. It was a stick, just a plain stick. She looked at Ron again and saw that he had one of his own in his hand. "Hermione," he said, "We're going to use these as wands."

'He must be going crazy.' She thought.

"Ron, are you nuts?" she asked, "These are sticks, not wands. They can't do spells, or anything." Ron just grinned at her, "I know that Hermione, darling," he drawled out the last word, being sarcastic, "But, we can disguise these as wands. The death eater only needs to see the pointed end, and she'll think she's outnumbered."

Hermione began to see what Ron was talking about, clearly, living with the twins all his life had paid off. "Ron, that's….BRILLIANT!" she exclaimed, jumping up and down towards him, like Neville's toad in the Slytherin dormitory.

Ron puffed out his chest and looked proud, gladly receiving the hug and kiss Hermione gave him. He was about to kiss her back when she pulled away quickly, a worried look upon her face. "What is it?" he asked.

"Why do you have a stick? You HAVE a wand." She pointed to the two objects in his hand, one fake and the other real. Ron put the stick away in his pocket. "I know," he said, "the fake is for Draco. I'll throw it to him at the right chance."

Hermione sighed and kissed him sweetly on the lips, "All right, let's get going." She said.

"Alohamora!" Ron had opened the door with a spell; clearly, the death eater thought they were going to leave and had taken the spell off so she could leave.

Hermione pushed the door open and ran inside, the death eater looked up startled. Draco was lying on the ground, grimacing in pain, sweat rolling down his blood stained cheeks. She ran over to him as Ron ran inside the door and locked it with another spell, trapping everybody in the room.

"What the…"the death eater exclaimed, "How dare you interrupt my torture!"

"Wow," Hermione said, eyes wide, "I have to say that was the lamest line I think I've ever heard." Growling, the death eater lunged towards Hermione, but she quickly dodged the flying villain. Getting up, the woman looked at Hermione and Ron, who were now standing side by side next to Draco, who was slowly getting up in pain.

"Don't even THINK about touching him again," Ron growled, pointing his wand at her, "We've outnumbered you, so don't try it." He carefully gave Draco the stick.

The death eater looked carefully around the three, seeing wands in each of their hands, and a stern face upon all. Hermione thought she was going to run away, or back down but instead the death eater grinned.

"Hermione," Draco said, "That's Megan, the one who hurt me before. She's father's personal death eater, if you know what I mean. She's tough," he said softly, "So watch out for her."

"So," Hermione said coolly, "You're the one called Megan eh? Come on now, you couldn't do better than a loathly Malfoy. Tsk, tsk, I thought a 'follower of Voldemort' would have better taste. Oh wait…" she sneered at Megan.

Megan just looked at Hermione with a raised eyebrow, "Oh little mudblood, you talk well enough when there's just one of me. But I wonder how a little bitch like you can handle more." Megan stood up straight and gave a high screech. Draco, Ron, and Hermione covered their ears to the noise, afraid of what it might do to them.

As she stopped, Megan just sneered at the three and leaned against the back wall with her arms crossed over her chest.

Hermione looked over at Ron with a puzzled look on her face. She was about to say something when she felt the floor shake beneath them. 'What the hell is going on?' she thought.

"What the bloody hell…" Ron said looking at his feet. Before he could comprehend, what was going on, the door burst open and three more death eaters waltzed in. Draco opened his mouth and yelled madly, "What are you doing? What WAS that, a bloody dragon call?"

One of the death eaters looked over at him and pulled down his hood, it was Lucius. He sauntered over to Draco and moved some of his son's hair with his wand. "Well, well boy. I just knew you'd want to see Daddy again."

"You bastard!" Ron yelled.

Lucius looked at Ron and frowned, turning back to his son. "I would have thought that you would have learned your lesson from hanging around that mudblood. However, I can clearly see now that you just traveled from a mudblood to worthless blood. How pathetic, a Weasley."

"You're a poor excuse for a father, and mark my words…I'll make you pay. YOU are the one with the worthless blood." Draco sneered and hissed the words towards his father. Lucius glared and slapped Draco to the ground. "You won't live to apologize to me boy."

The death eater lined up to face the three helpless wizards, who had one wand between them. It was one wand against four, Hermione realized, there was no possible way they could live through this.

The death eater in the middle, with sandy brown hair raised his wand at Hermione; he grinned evilly and started to say something when all of a sudden…

"Expelliarmus!"

His wand went flying, and everybody looked at the door. Herbert staggered in, his limp leg clearly noticeable.

Before Hermione knew what was happening, there were flashes of light everywhere; spells were said all over the place. It was a scene of chaos and nobody knew what was going to happen. She lunged towards a death eater and gave a wicked punch to the face. The death eater held his nose and cried in pain, as he dropped his wand. Thinking quick, Hermione picked it up and yelled, "Petrificus Totalus!" Hardening up like a board, the death eater snapped his arms to his sides and fell over.

Hermione ran to the other side of the room where Ron was fighting a death eater wand by wand, while Draco circled his father. She watched as Lucius sneered something and laughed; Draco raised his wand and calmly said a spell, making Lucius fly back into the wall, where he was helpless.

Herbert, Hermione saw was dodging spells left and right, evidently, the old Irish man had lost of flexibility, for which she was thankful for. Herbert ran towards a death eater and punched him in the nose before muttering a spell. He turned to Hermione and grinned, "Thanks for the idea missy."

Hermione laughed as Herbert went on his way to fight other death eaters, now there were only two to worry about, the one that Ron was handling and Megan. However, Megan was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, in less than a second, Hermione noticed a black cloak run out the door. Hermione looked for Ron, and screamed as she watched him fall, clinging his head.

She didn't have time to waste, she ran after Megan by herself. Before Megan could go much further, Hermione threw a rock at her.

Megan turned around and glared, "You're just like a pet squirrel I had once mudblood. Emery, and he was annoying as hell too!" She lunged for Hermione and pinned her to the ground. Straddling her, she raised herself up and pointed her wand at Hermione.

"Be prepared to die bitch."

She opened her mouth to say a spell when Hermione closed her eyes in fear. As she prayed she wouldn't die, she heard a strong thick Irish accent.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Hermione opened her eyes to see a big green blaze above her. Megan's eyes widened and with her mouth still open, crumpled to the ground.

Hermione quickly got up and looked at Megan as Herbert ran over to her as best he could. He put one arm around her and she cried into his chest. Megan, the death eater who almost took Draco away from her, was dead.

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A/N: Mwuahahahaha, ah….i'm so sorry…but I REALLY wanted to stop there…hope it didn't confuse anyone.. Oh, don't you just LOVE Herbert? Me too!