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Chapter 14
Malfoy Manor, 7:00 p.m.
"I'm disappointed in you Draco," Lucius told his son. Draco, Ginny and Harry stood tied up in the middle of the group of death eaters. Draco didn't reply so his father went on, "You've been messing with mudbloods, half-bloods and muggle lovers. Not only that, you were going to give me away to Dumbledore. Me. Your own father. What am I to do with you?" Draco stared at his father evenly, careful not show emotions, he had no desire to let his father know that he was scared of him. He was his father. It wasn't right to be afraid of his own father. But maybe he wasn't scared for himself. He was scared at what his father would do to Hermione but he didn't know why, he had never cared about her before. He was unsure of everything. Unsure of his sudden feelings for Hermione and unsure of why he had brought Ginny and Harry to his house.
"Let her go." He said to his father finally. The death eaters laughed at Draco's boldness.
"Who?" asked his father icily, "Weasly?"
"Hermione."
"Ginny too!" added Harry quickly. The death eaters laughed again.
"Oh no," Lucius said, "We might be able to make her father talk now that we have his daughter in our clutches."
Ginny gasped and her eyes widened, "What did you do with him?'
"Patients my dear, you'll join him soon enough. As for you Potter, we won't do anything to you, the Dark Lord wants you to himself. Granger, well she was just bait. I knew you would come looking for her."
"You have him now, you have no more use for Hermione, let her go!" insisted Draco. His father looked at him cruelly. "I would be quiet if I were you."
"What are you going to do Lucius?" Bellatrix asked impatiently.
"Nothing yet. Not until we have orders from the Dark Lord. For know, put Draco in the room at the back of the closet, and make sure it is locked tight so he can't get out. Weasly and Potter will stay here."
Dungeons, 6:10 p.m.
Hermione let go and Mundungus' limp body fell to the floor. He hadn't fought hard and didn't make a sound. Hermione grinned and licked the last bit of blood that lingered on her lips. It had been satisfying but it wasn't enough. She wanted to turn somebody into one like her. She looked towards the stairs and smiled. Surely there would be people up there. The ones who had trapped her down here. They need to pay. She started slowly towards the stairs. Before she could climb up them she heard a noise from behind her like something banged against the wall. She spun around and saw that there was nothing there but Mundungus' body. But then she saw something she hadn't before, there was a door on the other side of the room. The noise told her that there were people on the other side of it. Most likely if there were people in there they would be trapped, an easier prey. When Hermione went to the door and tried to open it she found that it was sealed tight. But that was no problem. The blood had made her even stronger; she would get in soon enough.
Draco, 6:10 p.m.
Draco shoved as hard as he could but the door wouldn't budge. He had to get out. He had to get to Hermione before his father got down there. He looked around the room for something to use the bang open the door. He couldn't lift the book shelf himself to he picked up the small table by the chair and ran full speed at the door only to have the leg of the table snap in half.
I got to her get out, he thought to himself, I got to get to Hermione. The worst part was that Hermione would be stronger now and she could break through anything her father tied her up with. She come up stairs eventually and unless help came before then, she was doomed.
Draco sat down against the door. Why did I bring her here? I knew it wouldn't be safe? Why did I risk it? But he knew why. Before he never cared about Hermione that much. When he first brought her here he figured he figure out what to do with her and if she was found oh well. But know there was something there. He didn't want her to get hurt. He cared about her and wanted her to be safe. Maybe he had always felt that way. He had thought he liked her when he first saw her, but then when he found out she was muggle born and best friends with Potter and Weasly, he assumed she was the enemy. He was coming to realize now that she wasn't. Harry, Ron and the other Weaslys weren't either. Voldemort was the enemy. His own father was the enemy. And until now he had been the enemy. He didn't want to be. He didn't want to part of what his father was a part of anymore. All he wanted was to save Hermione. And that is what he planned on doing.
Applewood, 6:15 p.m.
There was a pop and Dumbledore appeared; he was followed by Severus, McGonagall, Remus, Kinsley, Tonks, Bill, Mrs. Weasly and Sirius. They found that only Fred George and Ron were waiting for them.
"Where are the others?" Dumbledore asked calmly. The boys were silent for a moment before Ron finally whispered, "Inside."
"Were they caught?" The boys nodded. "We must hurry." Dumbledore said. Molly turned to the boys. "There is a portkey in the woods over their, I will deal with you when we get back to the house." The boys, who didn't dare disagree, disappeared in the woods. Dumbledore and the others walked briskly up to the house, wands ready. Dumbledore blasted the door open, startling the death eaters in the other room. The battle began.
As the Order members fought off the Death eaters Sirius fought his way over to Ginny and Harry to free them. "Get out of here." He ordered.
"Not without Hermione," argued Harry.
"Harry! Ginny!" Tonks shouted she got their wands from Bellatrix and tossed them to them.
"Find Malfoy," Harry told Ginny who nodded and slipped up the nearby stairs.
Draco, 7:25 p.m.
Draco heard yelling coming from downstairs and tried harder than ever to push the door open. On his third try it open easily as Ginny unlocked it from the other side. "Where is hekeeping Hermione?" she demanded.
"Follow me." Draco said as he ran out of the room.
A/n: sorry for the short chapter…..the next one will be longer I promise!