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A/N: Alright well after I finally got my new computer, finished my finals, and got over some food poisoning (Burger King is the devil) I am good to go for I have the next three weeks off of school!! HORRAY!! So here is the next chapter….why… well cause I love you!!! Most of it is a flashback!! Lol on with the show!!!

Broken Vow

Chapter Six

The magic was gone.

She didn't know how she knew but at that moment it was gone. Her hear suddenly felt abandon. Her breath caught in her throat. She looked at Draco the confusion on his face matching her own. He felt it to. The loneliness.

And then something happened that truly surprised her.

Two Years Earlier

How long had they been there? How long had they been captured? She had no idea and had no way of knowing. There was no natural light from there cell. No wands and no magic. There was only darkness. Only darkness that had melted with time turning day into night. She leaned her back against the wall. Her movements the only thing breaking the silence. He was sitting close to her but he was still far away. He was close enough to touch but somehow he had given up on being rescued. She didn't blame him though, when they called out for others from there side no one answered. There was only silence.

She was still in shock that they had been put in the same cell. She knew there was a reason for it. One that was yet to be revealed to them. Lucius was waiting for them to go crazy before he made a move and Hermione was starting to feel her sanity wear thin. She kept her reality focused on her husband. She kept replaying the attack over in her mind a thousand times. Uselessly trying to remember what happened but she had been knocked unconscious almost as soon as the Death Eaters had closed in. Something had happened to him though. He was cold. So damn cold.

"Draco, what happened?" She had asked him this question a thousand times. He wouldn't answer it.

"Maybe we should try breaking down the door?" He tried changing the subject. She shook her head even though she knew he couldn't see it. She stood up and faced the direction of his voice.

"Answer my question. Please, tell me." She heard him walk across the narrow space towards her. His hand reaching out and touching her face lovingly. "Just tell me." She whispered desperately.

"I made a deal." His voice was sad. Full of something she couldn't quite figure.

"What? What deal?" His thumb ran across her bottom lip as she spoke.

"I love you." She smirked at his statement.

"I would hope so Draco." She felt his other hand wrap around her neck. His large hands engulfing her small neck. His thumbs making small circles behind her ears. Gently filling her body with warmth.

"No. Listen to me Granger. I love you. I always will." His voice was so serious. So full of need of her understanding. She took a step back bumping the wall as she moved away from him. Her eyes suddenly burning.

"Why are you saying this?" her breath feeling heavy suddenly.

"I though I lost you. I was going to if I didn't…" His voice trailed off. She could hear his tears in his voice.

"Didn't what Draco?"

"I took the mark." She felt like she had been punched in the stomach. Her hands covering her mouth to keep herself from crying out. The tears falling out of her eyes. Stinging.

"No." She whispered. It was all she could manage.

"They were going to kill you." He reached out to touch her but she moved even closer to the wall, her entire body now pushed against it. "Hermione please."

"No." She said the word with the most force she could muster. "Your one of them."

"That's not true." His hand grabbed her shoulder. "There were going to kill you." He was full of seriousness. A seriousness that sent chills down her spine. She would have done the same for him, this much she knew, but it was suddenly all different. "There is something else."

"What?" He remained silent not answering her question. "What else Draco?"

"I drank something. Some kind of potion. My father forced it down my throat and it's…" Her eyes searched the darkness wishing she could see the look on his face. "I'm changing." She didn't need to see his face she realized. The tone of his voice spoke volumes.

"What are we going to do?" It was a question that never got an answer. The door to the cell flung open in an instant and suddenly the room was filled with light. Several darkly hooded figures were suddenly upon them. She didn't even have time to blink before her arms along with the rest of her body were slammed against the wall. She didn't have time to think.

"Well well mudblood. Fancy meeting you hear." She squinted her eyes pleading for them to adjust to the light. When she could finally make out the figure that spoke to her she glared her eyes at him.

"Father. Don't" She looked towards Draco and she finally realized wha bad shape he was in. His skin was pale as could be and his body was falling limp in the arms of the scum bags that were holding him back. The sweat was falling down his face in small beads. Lucius looked towards his son. Smirking.

"Don't worry Draco, you wont care what happens to her soon enough." His eyes shots to Hermione's. The pure evil and hate he felt for anyone of her genre. Anyone muggle-born. And then her mind focused on his actual words.

"What did you do to him?" The smirk on Lucius face only spread.

"Only a small spell that will remind him of why we despise your kind." Her eyes shot to Draco. He had black out. Completely limp and being dragged out of the cell.

"No what are you doing? Where are you taking him?" Lucius walked a few steps and grabbed her face with his hands. Scrunching her cheeks till they burned.

"I'm taking him back to his home. I'm taking to be the right hand of Voldemort." And with that he slapped her as hard a he could. By the time she regained her focus of the room the dungeons door was sliding closed. She pushed off the walls as fast as she could and headed for the door.

"NO! No Draco." The door slammed shut. She could hear the lock being and she pounded her fist against it. "Bring him back." She screamed. "Bring him back." She fell to her knees and hit the door one final time. "No. Bring him back." She then began to sob. Uncontrollably and unapologetically. But there was no use. He was gone yet even then she didn't realize how far gone he was.

He eyes slowly opened as the clanging of keys against the door echoed through the cell. Her entire begin becoming alert at he sound of other approaching. The door opened and once again the light streamed into the room. Corrupting her vision for a few moments. Draco standing in the doorway. For a brief moment she felt relief but it faded away quickly as he sent a hex in her direction. She flew across the room. He head slamming into the wall. She put her hand on the spot that hat hit the wall. Feeling the blood drip down her neck.

"Filthy little mudblood." She felt her heart fall to her feet. It was the last thing she remembered him saying before blacking out. She woke up two weeks later in a hospital. She had been saved by Fred and George both whom had also been captured. She had figured there was a silencing spell on the cells doors and she thank God they had managed to escape. Accidentally finding her in the process. At the time she had thought her world was falling apart. It was only beginning.

She would later find out what they did to him. He had given up. Been persuaded by his father and the power. Turned his back on what he knew was right, on her, for a chance to lead. He hadn't been strong enough and he hated himself for it. He loathed his own soul and took it out on her. Found some twisted pleasure in making her scream. Would she ever understand? Of course not. But she didn't need to, reality was enough to provide understanding that she couldn't save him.

Two Years Later

Her eyes met his. Her hand was slowly moving towards her wand as she watched his foreign actions. He stumbled back a few steps. His eyes somehow changing. Becoming wide with fear and shock. She didn't move. She didn't know what to do. Her hand rested on her wand ready to attack him. He feel back and hit the floor with a loud thud his hands flying up to his face as he fell. She stood there in silence. Tears streaming down her face. Her cheek still burning red from his fist. Her mind running a thousand miles a second. He swayed back and forth a few moments before pulling his hands away. His eyes meeting her own. His eyes glazed over with tears.

"Your gone." He said it as if he were confused. "Granger, you gone." She didn't know what to say to him.

"Yes, I'm gone." She stated back to him. Blankly.

"Up until this point I never understood what losing you meant." He slowly got to his feet. He was shaking.

"You lost me a long time ago Draco." He walked towards her. A look in his eyes she hadn't seen in two years. The one that used to cause her knees to buckle. She stepped back. Raising her wand to him as she did so. "Don't you dare touch me."

"You're doing something to me Granger." He said threw his lost voice.

"I'm doing nothing you death eater scumbag." She spat her words at him. Disgusted.

"You're bringing me back Granger."

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