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The Greatest Sin
Draco's POV
I was bowing before The Dark Lord, telling him of my travels, and of my find.
"My Lord, I have come to tell you that I have imprisoned Hermione Granger. She's a mudblood that is mates with Harry Potter. I was hoping she could be of use to us. She could tell us what The Order is up to, as well as where Potter may be." I muttered those words to the cold ground hoping that The Dark Lord would appreciate me, and reward me for my finding.
"Malfoy, I hope that your finding does prove useful, for her sake, as well as yours. If you torture this mudblood, and she proves to be useless, not only will she pay, but you will to. This capture was not my specific orders. I wished for you to find Harry Potter, not to find some stupid mudblood girl. Why do you come to me with this news? I do not wish to speak the name 'Malfoy' until you find Harry Potter." The Dark Lord paused, and I didn't dare look up, "Are you listening to me, Malfoy?" I nodded, "Speak your answers when I question you! Crucio! I will not deal with your arrogance! Are you listening to me, Malfoy?" I gasped in the pain,
"Yes! My Lord! Yes, I understand! I will find Harry Potter!" He stopped the torture and I began trembling.
"You are dismissed, Malfoy. And do not return here until you have the answer to my question." I turned around and fled down the long hall, not daring to look at The Dark Lord's hideous face.
I sprinted out of the hallway. I ran down cold and dreary halls until finally I could run no more. I fell to the ground. What have I gotten myself into? I thought. Last year I had been so eager to prove what worth the Malfoy name was. My father was now in Azkaban, and proved useless to The Dark Lord, and my mother betrayed The Dark Lord when she made that stupid 'Unbreakable Vow' to Snape, and now she was missing. Because of my idiot parents I was forced to drop out of Hogwarts in order to prove useful to The Dark Lord. And at the moment, it seemed that nothing, anyone with the Malfoy name did, could make The Dark Lord forgive us. I could beg for mercy, but He would find me weak if I did that. I didn't know what I would have to do to prove myself to be loyal, unlike my parents. My hugest fear right now was that He would never forgive me. That He would torture me and murder me, simply because He didn't appreciate my family. And I keep trying to push this thought to the back of my head, but Perhaps The Dark Lord would never forgive me. Perhaps he would unfairly torture me. He would never reward me for the help I provide. Perhaps The Dark Lord's side was the wrong side to pick. I shook my head.
No! Said another part of me, to betray The Dark Lord would be the greatest sin there is. How dare I think that! You deserve to be tortured! The other part of me, the self pitying part cried out,
But, I have done nothing wrong! I try so hard to serve Him, and He proves to be ruthless and brutal.
For Merlin knows how long, I sat in that hallway arguing with myself. I wish that I knew what to do. But I was in so deep, that I feared that I would never be able to escape the wrath of The Dark Lord. I finally decided to apparate to Granger's cell.
Hermione's POV
I have been sitting alone in this damp cell for quite some time now. I barely felt human, let alone a powerful witch. The leash around my neck proved to be quite unbearable. The rag that I wore was not something any decent person would wear. Malfoy had taken my wand, and I tried to think of something to get it back, but I could not. I was so weak without it. And this cell, why this cell could barely fit me in it. It was a cage. I couldn't take it. It was driving me mad. The Dementers were sucking away at my happiness and I felt cold, lonely, and depressed. I began to wallow in my own self pity. Suddenly a loud crack echoed around me, and I looked up to see none other than the smirking face of Malfoy standing above. I looked back down shamefully.
"Well, I see you've woken up, Mudblood." He looked down at me, obviously impressed by what he had done, "I left you a bowl for water, incase you were thirsty." He laughed. I looked at him and glared. I picked up my bowl, and dumped it on the ground. I spat at him.
"If you think for one moment, Malfoy, that I would drink from a dog bowl, for the sake of thirst you're wrong. I'm not going to play your stupid game. You may have degraded me to feel like I'm inhuman, but as long as I can control myself, I will never willfully play into your torture." He looked at me and sneered,
"If you won't willfully play my game, then I guess I'll have to force you." The bowl magically filled itself. "I can tell you're thirsty, Mudblood. Imperio!" I gasped, and I heard a voice inside my head saying,
Pick up the bowl… I thought to myself, Why not? And I picked up the bowl,
"That's right, Granger, drink from the dog bowl, like the mudblood bitch that you are." I began to raise the bowl to lips, before I gained my self control back. I narrowed my eyes and then flung the water at Malfoy's face. He gasped.
"You filthy Mudblood! I'll teach you a lesson, which you'll never forget! Crucio! How dare you do that to me! I will not tolerate you being…" he was at a loss for words, and then his torturing stopped. The Cruciatius Curse didn't hurt me so bad this time. He gave out a loud sigh, and if I'm not mistaken, I believe I saw tears well up in his eyes. He began to weaken. "I will not take this…" he moaned, "I will not let a mudblood overthrow me! I have nothing left… I don't know what to do." He looked at me, and said, "I'm sorry Granger." And with that he ran down the hall.
At first I didn't know what to think. Obviously, something was eating away at him. And then I remembered. His dad was in Azkaban. And now Malfoy was a Death Eater in his father's place. I didn't doubt that You-Know-Who was unfair to him. I mean, after what we went through during the end of our fifth year at the ministry of magic, I could help but think that You-Know-Who was quite angry at the young Malfoy too. And I remember Harry telling me that Malfoy was supposed to kill Dumbledore when Snape did it. Obviously Malfoy had two things already against him. His dad's failure and his own failure in killing Dumbledore was one thing. I wondered what You-Know- Who thought of Malfoy taking me captive. I actually started to pity Malfoy. He may be quite crude to me, but he was under quite a bit of pressure. I wished that I could escape from my cell and confront him, but with the leash, and the bars, I knew it was impossible. If only I had my wand… I thought. I would be able to get out of this mess in no time.
Draco's POV
When Granger overpowered my Imperius Curse, I wanted to kill her. But I couldn't kill her. I decided to torture her. But for some reason it didn't have the affect I wanted it to. Maybe it was because I was angry. It wasn't fair. I captured her. I had her wand, she was supposed to be powerless. She was supposed to tell me all about The Order and Potter. But, she didn't.
This was yet another thing just to piss me off. My dad's in Azkaban, my mom is missing, I dropped out of school, The Dark Lord wants to kill me, and now this. Granger was proving to be a challenge. I actually fled from her; I almost started to cry in front of her. I always knew Granger was a brave Gryffindor, but when would I be able to prove myself? If she keeps fighting me, both of us will end up dead.
I ran down the corridor of the prison cells, when I ran into a dementer. The hood of this creature was covering its entire face. Immediately I began to crumble. I was already depressed enough, and now this monstrous creature was about to… No! I thought. I can't take it! Think of something happy… But I wasn't happy, nothing could make me happy. Nothing, except- all of a sudden Granger's naked body popped into my mind. A smile spread across my face when I yelled, "Expecto Patronum!" A silver wolf leapt out of my wand and chased it away. A wolf? My Patronus had always been a Serpent… why the sudden change?
A/N: i updated asap and hopefully it was worth it, cuz the last chapter was so short! Sorry!