Disclaimer: Do you really think that if I owned this I would be typing this myself, no, I would probably dictate everything so that I wouldn't get carpal tunnel from all of this typing. But it's worth the pain, no?

A/N: My dad stole my computer. He had to work far away and took my computer with him! Argh! I was seriously going to put this chapter up the next day but then my dad decides to punish me for not doing my homework by stealing my fucking computer!

And this chapter is almost like 27 by swearing standards, but I use a bit more…er…colorful language…

Anyway, congrats to all who guessed correctly on who is getting tortured, you will know who you are very soon…

Enjoy!

Chapter 30

Torturing and Truths

"Albus, we should really tell Potter. He needs to know where his best friend is."

"I know, Minerva, but I'm afraid of what he will do if we tell him."

"Well, he will try to rescue her, of course."

"I know, that is what I am afraid of, I don't want him out risking his life for this, we know that Hermione is going to come back safe and sound, we don't know when, but we know that she will."

"All right."

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Screaming. That's what Draco heard.

It wasn't Potter. That was good.

It really wasn't screaming, it was more like yelling.

"Get the fuck away from me," is more what it sounded like.

"Tell us where he is."

"I don't know, fuckers. Stay away from me."

"Why are you protecting him."

"I don't know where he is, he should be at school."

"He isn't there. He isn't in his room."

"I don't know where he is then. I'm sorry, don't hurt me."

"There is no way that this will go unpunished, you have failed us."

"No, not that, no!"

"CRUCIO," Draco heard someone yell.

Now that was screaming, Draco smiled as he heard the person screaming in pain from the torturing. This was the one person that he really wanted to see tortured. And it was great. Music to his ears.

He walked to the doorway to behold the beautiful sight before his eyes.

That sight was Ron Weasley, twitching on the ground, wands pointed at him from at least five death eaters. He had a huge scratch on his forehead that was bleeding profusely. His rather large nose was bleeding and his face was flushed about the color of his hair.

Draco stood smiling at the sight.

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The pain stopped for Ron, he twitched a little more and then looked up.

He saw the person that he didn't want to see the most. The one that was the reason that he was there. For if he hadn't taken his girl away, then he wouldn't have been kicked out of school. He wouldn't have been taken by these people and made to give up information.

Why wasn't Harry in his room? Great, now they thought that he was lying, he told them where Harry's room was, and they had gone to try and get him, and he wasn't there.

No doubt snogging his new girlfriend in the Astronomy Tower.

He hated the world right now. He hated being here. He hated Hermione, he hated Harry, but worst of all, he hated that person that stood in front of him right now. Draco Malfoy.

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The death eaters stopped their torturing and locked Ron back up, chaining his hands to the wall. He could barely move.

They left, all of the death eaters, except Draco and Lucius.

"Son, I think I need to leave you two alone, you might want to…show him what you know," Lucius said softly, grinning as he turned and left the room.

Draco made sure his father was far away before he started berating the piece of filth before his eyes.

"Weasley, first of all, I have a question. Why are you here?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because if you don't, let's see, I have a wand and you don't."

"So, I have been tortured enough, and I know you well enough to know that you will not use any unforgivables."

"And why would you presume something like that?"

"Because you are a chicken, that's why you became a death eater, you weren't strong enough to stand up to them."

Draco's fist collided with Ron's eye.

"Ouch! Fuck that hurt!"

"Good, asshole. You would too if there were a hundred men just waiting to kill you if you didn't do it. Why else would you betray you're presumed best friend. I know you did, how would he feel if he knew that you had betrayed him?"

"I don't care what the fuck he thinks. He isn't my friend anymore."

"Why, because you screwed up."

"It's your fucking fault that any of that happened."

"I'm not the one that fucking raped her."

"You might as well have, for all the good that you are to her now, fucking death eater."

"I am still here for her. I would never do anything like that to her."

"Yeah, so while she is back at school, wallowing in the misery of you being gone—boo-fucking-hoo—you are here, what good will you do to her when those other fucking death eaters capture her?"

"A lot more than you think. You think that you would be able to save her from their wrath? No, you would betray her just to stop the pain for one minute. You are a fucking bastard. I hope they torture you to death, because I would love to watch that, as would Hermione."

"She would not let me be tortured to death. She doesn't hate me that much."

"How can you be so naïve? She can't even stand the thought of you talking to her. She hates you more than you could ever know. In fact, if I was to go tell her right now that you were here being tortured, she would probably laugh."

"And how would you go tell her?"

"Because she is here. But you know what, she hasn't been tortured at all, because I was there to save her from their fucking wrath, asshole."

"But it's because of you that she's here."

"No it isn't, she was taken because she is part of the Order, as are you I hear. And we will do anything to you to get out information."

"I bet they don't know what is going on between you two then."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Oh, try me."

Draco punched him again, this time right in the nose, then he took his hands and wrapped them around Ron's throat, pushing him into the wall.

"You are not going to tell them, understand?" With the last word he hit Ron's head forcefully against the wall.

Ron just nodded for the lack of air would not let him speak. Draco released his death grip.

"You will not tell anyone, because if you do, then she will be tortured to death, so will you, so will I, and so will your entire family, I will make sure of that."

"Bastard," was all that Ron could gasp out at the moment, his head was fuzzy and he had a headache.

"Do you want to go through that again? I don't use unforgivables because I enjoy physical pain so much better."

"Sure, fucking prick, go back to your girlfriend."

"I will, asshole."

"You like it don't you, you like it that she is chained up and you can do what ever you want to her."

"No, I'm not a fucking sadist like you are. I hate the fact that she is chained up, I'm trying to get her out of here so that she can get back to school. She was supposed to go home after Christmas break. But no, now she is stuck here. She hates it here and I am trying my best to get her out."

"Oh really? You are going to betray your precious death eaters to get her out?"

"No, I am getting her out a better way."

"And how would that be?"

"I'm not going to tell you, fucking asshole, I've told you enough as it is."

"I know you have. So, why don't you just let me go, I won't tell anyone anything about you and her little relationship."

"You think I would let you go, yeah right, I wouldn't let you go if your life depended on it. Oh yeah, it does. And I'm still not letting you out, because I would rather see you die. Wallow in the pain of your miserable life, weasel, because it's not going to last much longer."

"Mother fucker."

"Well, should I turn you back over to the death eaters?"

"Go ahead, I'll just tell them everything you just told me. They will know what is up with you two and they will know that you are a fucking traitor."

"You think that they will believe you over me? I'm not a traitor. I have still done things for them. I am a loyal death eater. You are the fucking traitor to the Order."

"I am not! I have not betrayed anyone."

"Yes you have, ass, you told the death eaters where Harry was. You knew that they would go and find him. You are the one betraying everyone in your life and if you say anything then you will be betraying even more people. I will make sure your family suffers the consequences, including your sister. I on the other hand am trying to save one of YOUR people from the death eaters. I am trying to get an Order member out of here."

"Whatever, you fucking bastard."

"I have a father, fucker," he retorted.

Then Draco punched him in the face one more time just for kicks then left a bloodied and mangled Ronald Weasley still chained to the wall.

Not a fucking sadist my ass, Ron thought bitterly as he felt the blood run down his chin.

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"Mina?"

"Yeah, I'm up," she said softly.

"What are you doing?" he asked her.

"I'm just reading," she said as she rolled over with the hexing book in her hands.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's interesting what you can do, when you have a wand," she said accusingly.

"I'm sorry, but that is definitely something that I can't give you."

"Its ok, just being alive is good enough, I guess."

Draco walked over to her and gave her a kiss.

"I'm so sorry for all of this happening. I really am, I'm trying my best."

"I know, what did you do to your hand?" she asked as she caught sight of his left hand.

Draco stretched his fingers out and looked at it. The knuckles were cut and beginning to bruise, it looked horrible.

"Oh, that."

"Yeah, that."

Draco was deciding whether to tell her or not. He really wanted her to know, but then she might get mad that he had punched him when she wanted to do it.

"I punched Weasley," he said, deciding to tell her. Obviously.

"When?"

"Just a couple of minutes ago."

"He's here?" she asked.

"Yeah, in another dungeon, I have no idea where it is though."

"Why not?"

"Because this place is so confusing. I have no idea how to get anywhere down here. I just know a short cut to get here."

"Ok. Well, if you see him again. Punch him again for me. Then come back here and I'll kiss your hand better."

"You can't do that now?" he asked with a childish voice.

"Of course I can, you big baby," she said as she pulled up Draco's hand to her face and started kissing his knuckles, looking up into his face for a reaction.

It stung, and would probably hurt for a while. But just having Hermione there to take care of him made him feel better, he could definitely get used to this.

"Is there anything else you need?" he asked when she released his hand. He started putting spells on it, but it wouldn't heal because it had a bit of an infection.

"Well, I was actually wondering if you had anything more interesting to read," Hermione said softly.

"Like what?" he asked slowly. He screwed up the test didn't he? He didn't get her the right book.

"Like maybe a…romance novel," she smiled.

"Yeah, actually I have the one…wait…are you still on about that?"

"I'm sorry, but you had to admit that that was funny."

"Yeah, except you all thought that I was a poof at the beginning of the year."

"Yeah, well, who else would read a romance novel?"

"Ask any guy in the world, over the age of sixteen. They have read one, how do you think we learn how to have sex?"

"I don't know, I always thought you just knew," she said.

"Umm, no. There are so many guys that are still virgins because they can't get past the whole foreplay stage. When they screw up there, there is no recovery."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, think about it. If you were making out with some guy and they did something wrong, like touching you where you didn't want to be touched, or biting you too hard, or you know something that would make you mad, would you really want to continue with them. I mean, would you really want someone who just caused you pain inside of you?"

"No."

"Exactly my point. You learn how to avoid these things by reading romance novels. So any guy over the age of sixteen who is actually planning on having sex at some point will read a romance novel, or Cosmo. And some of them are actually pretty interesting."

"Well, that is definitely something I didn't know. I always thought only poofs read stuff like that."

"Well, do you still think that I'm a poof?"

"Hell no! How could you make me feel like that if you were gay?"

"How do I make you feel?" he asked in a sultry voice.

"Merlin, you make me feel like I'm in heaven, like I just want to touch every part of your body and I want you to do the same to me."

"First of all, I told you, its Draco, not Merlin. And secondly, is that a request, because it can be arranged?"

"What do you think?" she said in an equally sultry voice.

"I think I need to show you what reading romance novels will do to a person."

"Sounds good," she said as she lay back on her pillows.

Draco crawled across the bed over to her and hovered over her body, looking her up and down, undressing her with his eyes. She was so perfect, and she was his.

"Are you going to do anything or should I go back to sleep," Hermione said, snapping Draco out of his daze.

"Alright already," he said, bringing his lips down on hers and sucking her tongue into his mouth.

Hermione moaned. He was so good at what he did. She wanted him so bad. He could do things to her that she never thought possible. He would touch her in ways that she didn't know she could be touched, and he would do things to her body that she didn't know anyone could do. She wanted him to do so much more.

"Draco, please," she said, pulling down on his robes, she wanted him on her.

He let his body sink into hers as he continued his caresses. He loved the smooth silkiness of her skin and he wanted to touch every part of her body just as she had described.

Hermione was eager and she started pulling off his robes, up over his head. Soon they were the start to the pile of clothes on the floor.

Now he was in a Slytherin green t-shirt and a black pair of pants. Hermione was wearing a black tank top and a pair of hunter green shorts.

Hermione wanted his clothes off and he wanted hers off as well. She wanted to see all of him and these clothes were getting in the way.

Draco propped himself back up on his arms to allow Hermione to get to the bottom of his shirt as she slowly pulled it up, she looked at his perfectly toned abs. She wanted to touch them, she wanted to taste them.

She decided to take some dominance and rolled him over. But the stupid chain around her ankle would not let her move to be over him. She was stuck.

She made a groan and Draco understood what was going on. That fucking chain. If only it was gone. Too bad there was a lot more magic on that that he knew, for it was his father that had put the magic on it, and he knew much more dark arts than Draco did.

So Draco resumed his position of being in control by rolling back over on top of her and straddling her legs. Then made to slide down her and remove her shirt. He pulled the shirt up over her head and threw it on the floor, and for the first time, saw her perfect breasts that he had been so infatuated with through the material of her shirt.

"Draco. Get off her! Get out here now!" Lucius screamed from the doorway.

"What the FUCK!" Draco yelled back. Hermione, embarrassed, hid her upper body with the covers.

"Draco, I need to talk to you, now!" he said in a soft voice. "Give her back her shirt, and come here."

Draco groaned. Why must they always be interrupted?

"NOW!" Lucius yelled louder.

"Fine, I'm coming, give me a minute," Draco said in annoyance. He got off of Hermione and grabbed up her shirt and his robes. He gave Hermione back her shirt and she just held on to it, she didn't put it on; she just held the covers to her body.

Draco threw his robes back on and made to follow his father out of the cell. Before he did though he mouthed, 'I'll be back.'

Now why would he have to leave right now? Hermione thought. Why would he have to leave right when they were about to do something. Did they have cameras or something and could see everything they did.

This made Hermione very uncomfortable, what if they heard their conversations. What if they knew that Draco was plotting against them trying to get her free? This made her feel very shy now. She slowly got under her covers and put her shirt back on under them.

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"Draco, you have to leave."

"Where? Why now?" he asked frantically.

"Because there is something very important that you must do. Here is a portkey." He handed Draco a small coin. "It will take you to where you need to go, when you get there, there will be an envelope with the name 'Boris' on it. Open it and it will have your instructions. You need to have this completed within the week Draco, it is vitally important."

"A week?"

"Yes, I know its short, but you can do it, I know you can," he said with a smile. Draco was actually thinking that that was a very long time to be away from Hermione.

"Yeah, I guess its okay though. But who's going to look after Granger then. She has to have a potion daily and she needs food, and probably a shower as well."

"It will all be arranged dear, I will have Mimsy and some others look over her for the time that you are gone."

"All right, but if you want her to be on our side she really needs a shower soon, she's been here for five days already and she hasn't had one."

"Fine, fine. It will be so. I will have Mimsy take her to shower. Now take the portkey and leave, you have ten minutes."

"Ten minutes?"

"Yes, all of your supplies will be there that you need. Don't worry about anything son, you just need to follow the instructions, it will be fine."

Draco just huffed. He waited for his father to leave before he went back inside the portrait of his grandfather to say goodbye to Hermione.

"Hermione, I have to leave, my dad said I'm going to be gone for a week. I'll see you when I get back. If you need anything, my dad said he's going to have Mimsy take care of you."

"Who's Mimsy?"

"My house elf, just ask her if you need anything, she will be more than willing to help you. Anything at all, just ask," he said before kneeling on her bed and giving her a kiss.

They kissed until they were both short of breath. Draco looked at the time.

"I leave in three minutes," he said.

"I'm going to miss you, I love you," she said.

"I love you so much, Mina. I'll be back though."

"Good," she said smiling, they kissed again. A minute later, Draco was gone.

A/N: I am so evil. Why can't I just let them have sex, eh? No worries, it will be soon. Only a couple more chapters…

And how did you all like the Draco/Ron fight, did you think that Ron should have gotten his ass kicked a little more? Well, wait until later on…

I love you all, especially if you review because they make me feel special.

Brittany