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Chapter 5: At Malfoy Manor

Why did I lie to her? Draco asked himself a he made his way up to his room a couple of hours after leaving Hermione there. Danielle Weasly? Where did that come from? He entered his room to find Maury waiting for him.

"Master, why did you bring her here? Your father will be home very soon." He said.

Draco shrugged, "I didn't know what else to do. Where is she?" Maury pointed to the closet and said, "In the secret room." Draco nodded and walked to the closet. Going in it, he pushed through to a small un-noticeable door and went in. Hermione was standing next to a bookshelf looking through a book about muggle technology. She looked up and smiled at Draco.

"I was worried you left me here." She said.

"Well I'm going to try to find out where you live and everything but until then you'll have to stay in here. My father wouldn't be to happy with you staying here so you have to be quiet." He told her. "For now just try to remember something about your life…I can't tell you much about it."

"Do you believe in magic?" she asked as if she hadn't listened to a word he had said.

"Uhh…why do you ask?"

"A lot of your books here have to with magic." She explained. "And what's a muggle." She added.

"Umm… I'm a wizard and you're a witch. A muggle is what we call non-magic folk, which is what your parents are." Draco explained. Hermione frowned.

"But there are no such things as wizards or witches." She said.

"Yeah there are….you'll remember soon I hope." Just then Maury poked his head in.

"You're wanted down stairs master." He told Draco.

"Okay, you stay here and explain to her about magic, maybe she'll remember something." Draco said and left Maury and Hermione alone.

Hermione smiled and asked, "What kind of creature are you?" she asked.

"I'm a house elf." Maury answered timidly. "I am master Draco's servant."

"House elf." Hermione repeated thoughtfully.

Flashback

"S-P-E-W!" said Hermione hotly. "I was going to put Stop Outrageous Abuse of Our Fellow Magical Creatures and Campaign for a Change in Their Legal Status-but it wouldn't fit. So that's the heading of our manifesto.

She brandished the sheaf of parchment.

"I've been researching it thoroughly in the library. Elf enslavement goes back centuries. I can't believe no one's done anything about it before now."

"Hermione-open up your ears," said Ron loudly. "They. Like. It. They like being enslaved!

End flashback.

"House elf." Hermione repeated again. She nodded, "That sounds familiar."

"Good, maybe your memory is coming back."

When Draco arrived down stairs, he found his father waiting for him, "Welcome home father." He said.

Lucius looked up from a piece of parchment he had been reading and said, "Oh Draco there you are. You're not to go to the basement dungeons. I'm holding the prisoners there." Draco just barley heard what his father, his mind was on Hermione, he knew if she was caught they would both be in huge trouble.

Pulling himself out of his thought he asked, "Who are the prisoners?" knowing her wouldn't get a straight answer.

"Order of the Phoenix members, one of Dumbledore's. We should either get good ransom for their return or good information from them." Lucius answered.

"Who from the order?"
Lucius looked at Draco suspiciously, "That is not important."

"What were they doing when you got them?" Draco asked even though he knew he was taking his questions to far.

"Why the sudden fascination with my business as a death eater?"

Draco opened his mouth to answer but was unable to think of a logical excuse, luckily Narcissa walked into the room before he had to. "Dinner's ready." She said. They were served by Nikie, their other house elf. Draco's mind kept flashing up to Maury and Hermione up in the secret room. He was trying to figure out what to do with her. He knew if we waited more than a day to figure out where she lived, they would start looking for her. He was so deep in thought he did not notice his mother and father talking in low voices as they ate, most likely talking about the prisoners. It wasn't until the word Weasly that Draco bothered to listen to their conversation. Pretending to still be lost in thought, he listened to what they were saying.

"And who else?" Narcissa asked

"Mad-eye Moody. He's old but still powerful and a very important member of the order.

"What about the girl?"

"We watched them for an hour at the station but she never came so we had to just take them without her."

Draco jumped up startling his parents, "Uhh…I'll be in my room." He said and took off towards the stairs." He knew then that they had been searching for Hermione. Now it was more dangerous for her than ever. He had to get her out of there soon. He threw the door to his room and found that Maury was no longer with Hermione, he was in the main bedroom waiting for Draco.

"I had to leave sir. It was getting dark. I had to bar the door as well, so she couldn't get out." That's when Draco remembered that she had been bit by a werewolf.

He nodded, "Oh right." He glanced nervously at the closet door "She won't get out right."

"Maury shook his head "She shouldn't I locked the door with a strong charm and if there is no human flesh for her to feed on she should just sleep.

Draco supposed there was nothing he could do but wait. In the mean time he began to read, in his book about dark creatures, about vampires while trying to come up with a plan to get Hermione out of there safely.