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Sirius had been hiding in the back corner of his kennel when they came and took him away. They had managed to pin him against the back wall with a long stick with a loop around it while he growled, barked and bit at them. When one of the men shouted that they were to get him to Malcolm for Granger Sirius stopped and perked his ears, tilting his head to one side.
The man cooed at him in a baby talk tone when he had stopped moving suddenly. "Oh does the big stupid dog know his owner's name? Yes, that is it you stupid fuck, we are going to see Hermione. Is that who you want to see?"
Sirius whined softly and the men then seemed confident that they could deal with the large dog. They slipped a muzzle over his head and strapped it snugly on him. The basket around his muzzle would prevent him from biting anyone, but he could use his body weight if he needed to.
They led him down a hallway until they came to a set of doors. They entered the first one and Sirius perked up his ears at the voice that filtered in the room. The man led him to one wall of the room that seemed to be made entirely of glass. Through the glass he could see Hermione sitting, facing him in the center of the room. Sirius started to bark, trying to get her attention but her eyes never wavered from the man sitting across from her.
"Good thing the room is soundproof, otherwise I think you would have pissed off Malcolm and that is the last thing you want to do." The guy that had led him said.
Sirius took the time waiting for what was to happen next by watching Hermione. Her clothes were strange indeed and something that he was sure that she wouldn't be caught dead in. He couldn't help but flick his ears in surprise as he noticed the belly ring that glittered against her flat tummy. One more thing that he never knew about the young witch discovered. Every time he thought he knew everything about her, she would surprise him with something else. He had a feeling it would be like that for as long as he knew her.
The next thing he noticed was the redness on her one cheek. Probably had been struck recently and by tomorrow Sirius was sure there would be a severe bruise in its place. Anger flared in him and he felt the man kick him in the side suddenly.
"Stop that growling or I'll have to do something about it." The man stated.
Sirius who didn't realize he was growling looked up at the man and then back to Hermione. The man and her were talking, something about a collar and its power. He listened closely and realized with horror that they were talking about the silver necklace around Hermione's throat. That would explain why she wasn't blasting the men to hell and back.
When Hermione started to refuse to cooperate Sirius cheered her on until suddenly he saw her collapse screaming to the floor. He couldn't help himself and he lunged forward, raking his paws along the glass as he tried to find a way through it to her. His barking couldn't even match the loudness of her screams and he felt completely helpless at that moment.
Again and again it happened and Sirius could only whine now as his heart ached for the young woman. It was at that moment that he knew that he had fallen completely in love with her and decided that if they made it out alive he would do something about it.
Eventually the man in the room turned towards them and nodded to his handler. The man led Sirius out of the room and to the next door down the hallway. When the door opened and Hermione looked over at him Sirius wanted to run and shower her with kisses. When she said his nickname though and started to cry he felt his entire body stiffen with a murderous rage. He would wreak hell on the man and whoever else was involved that put that look in her eyes.
The man led him closer to Hermione and Sirius strained at his leash to get close to her. He could see that she wanted to lunge towards him but she hesitated and looked over at the man with her. He nodded and Sirius saw the look of relief that filled her face.
To die at the moment that she wrapped her arms around him and whispered how happy she was to see him and how much she missed him would make him a happy man he decided to himself. Her fingers gripped his fur tightly, but instead of pain it was only comfort and warmth that he felt. He wanted to run his fingers through her short cropped hair. He wanted to kiss her deeply and taste her upon his lips. He couldn't even lick her because of the damn cage around his muzzle.
"Now Hermione, you see what rewards I can give to you if you cooperate with me? Perhaps if you are well behaved I may even let you keep him in your cell. You would like that wouldn't you?" The man behind her asked.
Hermione hesitated in pulling away and Sirius felt it was because she didn't want to part with him at that moment, at least that was what he hoped she had felt. When she looked up at the man she nodded and her voice was husky and strained. "I would Malcolm."
"Good, I'm glad to see you are using my name. Now if you would please sit down." The man Malcolm indicated towards the chair she had left. "Then we can continue our session."
Hermione stood up, but kept a hand in the fur on top of his head. He stood up and followed her, sitting beside her when she sat down and leaned his body against her leg.
"He looks like he is very loyal to you. I warn you though if he causes any problems we will not hesitate to shoot him." Malcolm warned.
"Snuffles will be a good boy." Hermione stated and Sirius wanted to laugh at the warning tone she took in her voice.
"Snuffles. Damn weird name for a dog like that. Ok you have learned about some of the collar's properties, but there are others that you will need to know." Malcolm continued.
"The collar has several defense mechanisms. The first is that you cannot cast a spell against your handler, that being me. The second is to prevent any of your friends from hurting your handler. For this I will demonstrate what I mean." Malcolm reached into his back pocket and pulled out a red and silver object. When he pulled out one of the pieces Sirius realized it was a knife.
Malcolm took the knife while fisting up his opposite hand and pulling his fist to his chest. He took the blade of the knife and slid it along his arm, slicing about an inch long cut. The moment the blood started to form after the first prick Hermione started to scream and once again collapsed onto the floor of the room.
The man that led Sirius into the room handed Malcolm a towel and he placed it onto his cut while he watched Hermione writhe on the floor in pain. Sirius on the other hand had run over to Hermione and ran around her whining loudly. He knew if he caused trouble it would upset the young witch so instead he ran helplessly around until she started to become still.
Her hand reached up and pulled on Sirius, asking him for support to help her up and he gladly gave it. She slumped back into her chair and Sirius could see her fighting with her body to stop the twitching of her muscles.
"If my body comes to harm while you are bound to me, you will come to harm. Do you understand this Hermione?" Malcolm gave her a stern look.
"Yes." Her voice was a mere whisper.
"Now tell me something more about you, like say where are your parents now?" he inquired.
"Dead." She stated simply.
Malcolm nodded. "Sorry to hear that. You have done well for your session Hermione. I think I might just let you have your dog for tonight. The others will only wish they could be as lucky as you are to have me as a handler." He boasted.
Hermione didn't bother to look up at the man, instead she looked down into Sirius's eyes. He was mesmerized by their beauty.
"Stanley will help you walk to your room. This is where we will part for today, but first.." Malcolm stood and placed a finger under Hermione's chin, while his other hand grasped her shoulder and pulled her up to him.
"A goodbye kiss would be appropriate, and I would like this to be reciprocated or else pain is all you will feel." Malcolm growled.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers and Sirius growled deeply as he saw the disgust on Hermione's face. She did as he asked though and kissed the man back.
"Very good." Malcolm whispered against her lips. "I shall see you tomorrow my dear. Take them both back to her cell." He said as he turned to the guard in the room.
"Right away sir." The guard responded.
Hermione leaned down to grab the leash and kissed Sirius lightly on his nose before standing back up. He thought he would go cross eyed when he realized she kissed him and he hoped and prayed that they would get out so that he could tell her how he really felt.
The guard took Hermione's arm and spoke softly to her. "If you need to lean on me at all just let me know."
"Thank you." She said with a kind smile and she took him up on his offer by leaning a bit of her weight on the man's arm as they walked back to her cell. The entire way Sirius thought only one thing, and that was to seek revenge on Malcolm and all those that dared to hurt Hermione.