Hermione screamed as the spun around to see a robed and masked figure standing next to the banister. He raised his wand and pointed at them then motioned for them to walk down the hallway.

Terrified, Draco dropped his trunk and they started walking towards the room with the light coming from it. Hermione glanced at him fear written all over her face as she walked next to him.

There turned out to be a total of around 20 death eaters in a large room that had at one point been a living room, but looked some what different now. Gentle flames licked the brick walls of the fireplace that several death eaters were standing around, most likely talking to someone through it.

The death eater who was standing behind them coughed loudly and most of them looked up surprise flashing across their, currently unmasked, faces to see Draco and Hermione.

"Lucius Malfoy's son and a friend," he announced shoving them into the room and closing the door. Hermione quickly scanned the room relieved not to see her father their and praying that he wouldn't get caught as well.

"Did you remove their wands?" a death eater with shoulder-length black hair asked. The death eater standing behind them shook his head and reached over to take both of their wands from their robes before cracking them and throwing them into the fire. Draco felt his stomach drop a little, he'd been hoping they'd forget about their wands.

A mask dropped onto a seat next to them and a death eater with brown hair and a sharp face stepped out from behind them to seat himself.

One of the taller death eaters with a short beard and ear length dark brown hair stepped forward a smirk on his face, he stepped over to Hermione then reached out and grabbed her wrist pushing the sleeve up.

"I think I remember you," he said and turned her wrist over to look at the inside of it, some emotion passed over his face when he saw there was nothing on her wrist.

"Must of taken them off," he muttered then looked Hermione directly in the eye, "You had a number on your wrist did you not?"

Draco for a moment had no idea what he was talking about before he remembered, they'd been numbered according to their cell, Madame Pomfrey must have taken them off when she healed them.

Hermione had an odd mixture of fear, anger, and hate on her face as she glared back at the death eater.

"Speak girl!" he said loudly dropping her wrist then scanned her face and smirked again, "I think you remember me as well. And probably a few of my friends," he glanced backwards at the group of death eaters.

"Bastards," Hermione said spitting out the word. Draco's mind was whizzing, obviously not all of You-Know-Who's death eaters had been in the cavern, each individual death eater probably didn't stay for long periods of time, being sent out on missions and things.

As for escaping though, Draco had no idea how they could do that. It looked as though they were to be prisoners of You-Know-Who's death eaters yet again. Draco shivered and looked around the room again, hoping he'd missed something, anything, that could be a weapon or a means of escape. A hole in the stonework of the ceiling was means of ventilation, if they could get up there somehow... no, that was hopeless, even if they could get a broom and fly up their, a broom couldn't fit nor fly straight upwards.

His eyes then landed on the fireplace, then he looked up to the mantle. A bowl full of floo powder, if they could somehow get over to the fireplace and grab some, throw it into the flames, then escape to some place through the floo network...

One of the death eaters stood to poke at the coals a little bit, making sure the fire wasn't dying, and Draco was reminded vividly of the death eater with the fire talent. He swallowed and glanced away from the fireplace. They'd probably have to wait until the death eaters started doing something, then make a run for it.

A few of the death eaters starting laughing and Draco remembered they'd been talking to Hermione.

"So she does speak after all!" one with short dirty blond hair said nudging the one who'd been talking to her. Draco's mind recapped the conversation Hermione had had with the death eater and realized that the death eater was implying he'd raped her, and judging from Hermione's response and expression, he probably was. Of course, then he'd mentioned something about his friends, had Hermione been raped more than once? Draco realized Hermione had never said anything about that, just that she'd been raped. He cast a concerned glance over at Hermione who's face was hard, her gaze centered at the wall on the opposite side of the room.

"I remember liking you better than the other ones," the bearded one said ignoring his friend's comment, "You actually put up a fight."

Draco felt rage welling up inside him. How could he simply talk about their cruelty so casually to the face of someone he'd raped?

Hermione's lips were thin, and it looked as though she wanted to murder them all but was having trouble battling her fear.

"I think she enjoyed it," the dirty blond one commented, a nasty grin on his face, "Wasn't quite so willing to fight after a bit though."

"Shut-up," Draco yelled not being able to take it anymore, his anger bubbling out,

"So, her boyfriend speaks," the first one with the beard asked shooting a sneer at Draco.

"You're nothing but a bunch of cowardly, lying, sons of bitches! You have to hurt other people and ruin their lives just so you can make yourself feel better about your own miserable ones," Draco continued yelling, knowing he would probably pay for it.

"Oh?" the bearded one asked raising his eyebrows.

Hermione emboldened by Draco's outburst opened her own mouth to speak, "The only way you could ever get near a woman is by raping them, not even a whore would sleep with someone like you!"

This must have made the death eater very angry for he grabbed Hermione's arm pulling her face close to his own whispering, "I think she did like it, shall we see how she feels this time?"

Hermione's face changed, showing her fear plainly. The death eater grinned, glad to be back in control again. He pushed her back against the door pressing his own body close to hers. Draco lunged as rage made the whole world seem red and managed to grab onto the death eaters robes and yank hard before three death eaters grabbed his arms.

The death eater with the beard looked livid as he glared at Draco and snarled, "Let's just make him watch shall we? See how he likes seeing his girlfriend raped! Then perhaps a little bit of crucio will make you remember your place."

A few of the other death eaters chuckled while others, apparently uninterested continued with whatever work they were doing, casting the occasional glance over the direction of the others.

The death eater turned back to Hermione who looked as though she was reliving her worst nightmare, which in fact, she probably was. He shoved her to the floor grabbing her hands and pulling a rope out of nowhere to tie them together, then held her heard while he kissing her forcefully. Hermione started to bring her knee up but the death eater quickly moved out of the way hitting her face hard.

"You tried that last time," he said sweetly, "Won't work again on me darling."

A large red mark was appearing where the death eater hit her and Hermione looked now, almost as though she'd given up.

"Hermione!" Draco yelled, "Don't"-

He was abruptly cut off by a silencing spell one of the death eater's holding him cast and found his mouth and vocal cords moving, but no sound coming out. He tried to scream with frustration, but nothing. He couldn't watch and do nothing while they raped her, there had to be something he could

A/N: Heh, another cliff hanger.. not as bad as the last one though I don't think. Um.. Happy Valentines Day! Well... its tomorrow... but by the time you read this it'll probably be today or even yesterday.

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