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RR PLEASE!
She
ran as fast as she could through the Forbidden Forest. She had to
keep running. They were still hunting her down. Two months they
played the cat and mouse game. Her once beautiful brown hair was now
bushy like it was back in the first years of Hogwarts. Her eyes once
filled with life, were now hollow. Tree branches caught her skin and
she fell forward. She lifted her delicate hand at the now fresh cut
on her cheek. A small crack was heard threw the bushes.
"Granger…" he hissed in a snake like tone. Hermione froze, he
was getting closer. She got up and continued to run. Two months
I've survived… She thought, and in one instant I could be
gone. Damnit Harry! Where are you?
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"I KNOW WHERE SHE IS!" A sleep deprived Draco Malfoy yelled
running into the room filled with members of the Order. Everyone shot
straight up and started shouting out random questions.
"SHUT
UP! DRACO WHERE IS SHE!" The famous Harry Potter yelled. He too
looked sleep deprived. No one slept soundly for the two months
Hermione Granger had been kidnapped. No one knew who took her either.
"HE has her...he has taken her to Hogwarts." the whole room
went silent. Everyone's face was wide eyed. Hogwarts had been taken
over by Voldemort during Harry's seventh year. Ron, Lupin, and
Tonks to name a few were taken from their life.
"Why the hell
can't Voldemort just jump off a cliff and die?" Ginerva Weasley
asked frustrated. "How are WE going to go get her out of there
without being killed?" A silence yet again filled the clustered
room. Draco took a deep breath and looked at Harry.
"Potter…
this is your chance to take him down." Draco stated coolly.
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She continued to run,
falling every so often to the ground out of exhaustion. She looked
around hastily. She was safe for now. She fell to the ground and
rested her head on an old tree. Strategies started forming into her
mind, but ever so slowly her memory of Ron attacked her mind. The
were engaged during their seventh year, he died protecting her. She
gave a soft whimper. She missed him. But, somehow she had managed to
stay strong and not let old things get into her way. She befriended
Draco Malfoy with ease, they had put their differences aside to stop
Voldemort from his murdering fiasco. She snorted to herself, those
two had more in common then they thought. She heard a crack on a twig
and got up silently. She started to run the opposite direction but a
strong of arms wrapped around her waist.
"Shh…" Voldemort
hissed in her ear "Make this death an honorable one mudblood."
Hermione whimpered silently. She felt the wand digging into her back.
"Crucio!" he yelled and she fell to the floor of the forest
screaming in agony. She rolled onto her back clutching her stomach.
Voldemort laughed evilly at the site. He heard a rustle from behind
him, spun around and yelled the deadly curse that killed Ron.
Hermione quickly got up from her spot still clutching her stomach and
grabbed his wand from his hand in a quick motion and aimed it at his
heart. His eyes widened and then a smirk came across his snake like
features.
"You don't have the back bone to do it." He
sneered. Her hand was shaking with her anger. But suddenly the wand
was taken out of her hand. She spun around to come face-to-face with
none other than Draco Malfoy.
"YOU, YOU TRATIOR!" She
screamed at him. Voldemort laughed evilly again and started heading
towards Draco.
"AVADA KADAVRA!" Harry yelled from behind
Voldemort. His eyes widened and he fell to the floor dead. Hermione
looked from Draco to Harry. Her eyes filled with fury. She slapped
Draco hard across the face and started hitting at his chest.
"You…you didn't let me.." she started sobbing onto his chest.
"I could of…." Draco held the girl tightly in his arms rubbing
her back for comfort.
"You are to pure Granger. You would have
become a murderer if you did it." He whispered in her ear softly.
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Hermione and Draco arrived at the order greeting by everyone. Harry had gone off to tell the Minister of Magic that Voldemort was gone for good. Hermione slowly slipped into a deep sleep on the dinning table. Draco slowly picked her up with ease and took her up to her room. He placed her in bed and put the covers over her. He looked at the broken angel before him. He slowly bent over and kissed her softly on the lips. He sighed, got up and slowly walked over to the door. He heard a soft voice before closing the oak door.
"Thank you, Draco."