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Draco ran for the door and almost made it as it slammed in his face. He banged hard on it yelling Hermione's name. He looked back at the coward of death eaters. All of them had the same stunned look on there face that Snape had.

"What's going to happen to her?" Draco said looking Snape up and down. He was getting really pissed that everyone was just standing there instead of trying to do something. He looked at Ron and Harry in turn who still had there wands up and were looking at the door with dumbfounded looks.

Snape looked at Draco and shook his head. "I have no idea; usually he just kills them and calls it good. I don't think he's ever done this before," he said looking at the coward who was giving small nods in agreement.

Draco looked back at Snape. "We have to do something," he growled pulling out his wand and looking back at the door. "Conflo," He screamed watching as the door started on fire and then went out without a single mark on the door. "Shit," Draco said scratching the back of his head and thinking of something else he could use.

"Give up boy," the girl next to Snape said stepping forward. "You aren't going to be able to save her from what ever is coming. You did this," she said pointing a long slender finger at Draco. She pulled her hood back and showed herself as Pansy Parkinson's mother Clara.

"You? What are you doing here and with him none the less?" Draco said turning to face her. He was surprised to see that Snape had gone to get her. He looked over at Snape and raised his eyebrow.

"This is neither the place nor the time Draco. And as for Hermione we will just have to wait it out. I see no way of getting in there until Dumbledore gets here. Gods know when that will be since this is a secret room," Snape said turning to look at some of the doors. The coward around them all had worried looks on there faces wondering what had come over there master.

"Let me go you bastard," Hermione yelled smacking Voldemort hard in face.

"Your going to regret that little girl," he said grabbing Hermione's hands and slaming them on the bed. He held them both in one hand and reached for his wand. He quickly said a binding spell making it so that Hermione had ropes tied around her wrists.

"Let me go," Hermione said kicking the air as hard as she could. She had just barley missed kicking Voldemort in the leg as he moved.

She continued to kick until finally Voldemort yelled, "Petrificus Totalus," watching as Hermione's legs stopped moving and she was completely immobile. He gave a harsh laugh before saying, "There now, that's better," as he walked towards her. He put a ruff hand on her cheek and rubbed it gently as a husband would do to a wife before he smacked her hard across the face. "Now you are going to cooperate or die little girl do you understand?" he said putting his face close to hers and breathing a harsh breath that smelled of rotting eggs on it.

Hermione didn't know what to do. She was scared out of her mind and was wondering what was going to happen to her having a very good idea but not liking it in the least. Her cheek hurt and it felt like her lip was bleeding but she was unsure.

"All right now lets try this again shall we?" Voldemort said taking the spell off Hermione. He watched as she took one of her now untied hands and touched her lip. It was bleeding all right.

"What are you going to do to me?" She said in barley a whisper. She looked up at Voldemort's white face and into his red eyes seeing anger like she had never seen in eyes before.

Voldemort walked closer to Hermione and grabbed her chin and pulled her face closer to his. He was going on impulse and was unsure why he had decided to do this but he kissed her hard on the lips. As Hermione tried to pull away he lifted the edge of her jumper and ripped it so that she was only wearing a tank top with her jeans now. Hermione gave a small scream though the kiss that she was desperately trying to get away from. The kiss finally broke as Voldemort looked Hermione up and down. She was shaking now but was not trying to stop what she knew she could not.

He reached a hand down to her pants with his long slender fingers and grabbed the button and ripped it off. He quickly tore the pants of Hermione's small frame and threw them across the room. He got a devious smile on his face when he saw that her underwear had a duck on it. He wasted no time ripping them off of her and unzipping his own pants forced his way into her parts that she had kept to herself for so many years. She let out a scream that was mixed with anger as much as pain. She knew it would all be over soon but it didn't help the fact. Before she could do anything else it was over. Voldemort stood in front of her and looked her in the eyes.

"We can't have you going out there looking like that now can we," he said throwing her a cloak and walking back towards her. He knew he couldn't let her go out there with only a bloody lip so he quickly pulled out his wand and said a quick spell that gave her a few cuts and lots of burses on her face and arms as well as her legs.

Hermione quickly put the cloak on and stood. She hadn't realized that he had done the spell and since there were no mirrors around she wouldn't see it. He walked over to her and picked her up throwing her over one shoulder. "This is payback for slapping me in the face," he said as he said a spell to break her leg as Hermione let out a loud scream of pain.

"You bastard!" she screamed. "Harry is going to make you pay for this!" she said as he walked towards the door.

"I'm counting on it my dear," he said walking out it and slaming it hard.