DISCLAIMER: I still do not own Harry Potter. Don't sue.
A/N: Er…right, about the wait, sorry bout that. I've been…uh…working vigorously on Promises of Tomorrow and reading the HP books before the 6th one comes out. I can't wait! We get a book AND a movie all in one year!
Chapter 20: In Enemy Hands
Hermione woke up shivering a while later. The night wind blew her hair into her face as she gingerly tried to stand on her weak legs. Her breaths came in short gasps as her heart pounded wildly against her chest. Her head thundered painfully as she tried to remember how she got outside.
It all hit her suddenly like a bolt of lightening (A/N: hee, hee…couldn't resist….). Frantically, she looked around for any signs of Harry.
"Harry!" she cried. "Harry!" She spun around and around. "HARRY!"
Tears were flowing in a steady stream down her face. Her knees gave way and she sunk to the ground. The realization of it all weighed down on her. They had taken Harry and she didn't stop them, couldn't stop them.
She glared at the night sky and cursed Raven. Why did she do this? Why did they trust her? How could she do this?
Fiercely, she wiped the tears from her face. She knew what she had to do. Dragging herself up, she gathered all the strength she had in her. She sprinted, as fast as she could, back towards the school in search of Dumbledore.
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"Very good my dear," Voldemort drawled as he studied his prize. He turned to Raven and smiled evilly. "All you needed was a little persuasion."
Raven glared openly at him, meeting his snake-like eyes daringly. "I told you I would not fail."
"Yes you did." Voldemort smiled chillingly down at her and studied her closely. "Your father would be proud of you."
Raven looked away, a strange emotion filling her eyes. "Yes he would," she said quietly.
She turned her gaze to Harry who was chained to the wall. He was bleeding form various wounds all over his body. He was staring at her with hate filling his emerald green eyes.
"I trusted you," Harry hissed in a deadly voice. "I trusted you."
Voldemort laughed causing the chilling sound to echo around the small cell. He stopped and looked at the boy who lived chained in front of him. "Then you are more of a fool than I thought."
He moved closer to Harry and drawled, "When she sent me a letter the first day, I was a little surprised she got that close to you that quick. But then, she is quite a beauty."
"I can't believe it either," Harry growled. His angry eyes never looked away from her. He still couldn't believe that she was working for Voldemort the whole time. "But you're right about one thing, she is a beauty, though that, as it would prove, is deadly."
Voldemort chuckled again while Raven looked away. "Right you are. Though it won't keep you alive for more than is necessary."
Harry sneered. "Why don't you just end it now and get it over with?"
Voldemort scowled and said lightly, "Now where would be the fun in that?"
"My lord," Lucius drawled from the door, "maybe we should do something to reward Miss Kerouf for her loyalty." He was eyeing her up and down.
Raven looked at him disgustingly. "I didn't do it for a reward."
He smiled mockingly at her. "Then why did you do it?"
"Not that's it any of your business," she growled, "but I did it for my family. My father was loyal to the Dark Lord and he would expect that of me if he was still alive."
"Good," Voldemort said, not at all affected by the fact that she did not care about his plans. "Honest as well as loyal."
"If I may point out the obvious," Harry interjected angrily, "she hasn't been very honest."
"I would shut my mouth if I were you boy," Voldemort hissed while drawing his wand on Harry. "You are in no position to offer your opinions."
Harry sneered but said no more.
Malfoy sauntered up to Raven and ran his finger along her cheek. "You are a very good daughter," he purred. "Very loyal. Any father would be proud to have you as their daughter."
Raven swatted his hand from her cheek and glared at him. "You mean, any man as old as you?"
He looked at her a moment before answering. "I'll let that go….this time."
Raven rolled her eyes. "How kind of you."
"You, my girl," Voldemort said, stopping Malfoy from refuting, "are going to go far."
"I hope so, my lord," Raven said in a quiet voice, though there was an underlying threat in her tone.
Malfoy looked at her appraisingly. "Where are you planning on staying since you surely cannot go back to Hogwarts now?"
"Well, I was going to stay with my mother in Zurich for a while, but since she was conveniently found dead," she snarled, looking at both men accusingly, "I have to find somewhere elsewhere to go."
Malfoy and Voldemort shared a look. Then, they both turned to her with bone-chilling smirks. Raven looked questioningly at them. "What?"
"Well," Voldemort drawled, "I know a place you can stay. Plus it will put you close to me in case I need you to do something for me. You would prove to be an…asset."
"Let me guess," Raven said sarcastically, "Malfoy Manor."
Malfoy smiled. "I love a smart girl."
"I'm sorry to say I can't except your…er….generous offer. I can find my own place thanks." She turned back to Voldemort. "If you need me, you know how to contact me."
Voldemort inclined his head slightly. "Of course my dear, I will be in touch, you can be sure of that."
Malfoy plucked up her hand before she could stop him and kissed the back of it. "I sincerely can't wait till we meet again."
Raven looked him straight in the eye and said evenly, "I can."
With a last glance at Harry, she left.
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A/N: Okay, again, sorry bout the wait and the shortness. I really didn't realize it had been that long since I updated. Plus, my book is hard to read now. The kid I baby sit spilled a whole bottle of orange soda all over it and my computer. I was not happy to say the least. I'll try to update sooner. Please review!
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