Chapter 9....
Dont You Dare Leave Me
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Draco sat on the floor in Dumbledore's office, too scared to think, but unable to stop the thoughts running through his head. What if he lost her? He never really got to tell her how he felt. Did he love her? God yes, he loved her more than anything. The way she glared at him after he called her Mudblood, the way she always read them darn books. He had to save her, because if he didnt, he would hate himself forever. Harry looked at him in concern.
"Draco....you need to get up" He grasped his upper arm and pulled, but Draco didnt budge.
Harry bent down and grabbed his shoulders like in the dorms.
"Draco Malfoy! Hermione needs your help!" He cried shaking him. Draco looked up at him, his eyes full of rage
"I know she needs me, Potter! Why dont you tell me how we are supposed to find her anyway? You are such a big hero, you tell me"
Harry looked at him, stunned. He was right. Harry had no idea where Hermione could have ended up. But if he knew Ron.... Then something clicked.
"I know where she could be!" He said, looking happily from Draco and Dumbledore.
Draco rolled his eyes.
"Famous Potter, to the rescue" He said sarcastically, but quiet enough for only him to hear.
Harry was telling Dumbledore his plan.
"Ron loves the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade, right?" He said to Draco.
Draco smirked.
"Thats right, Harry. He took her and held her prisoner in The Three Broomsticks"
Harry looked exasparated.
"I am not finished! What else is in Hogsmeade where you can keep a person and not be found? A room?" His eyes twinkled.
Dumbledore snapped his fingers.
"The Shrieking Shack"
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Hermione lay on the bed, still, while sunshine shone through the boarded up windows. Her eyes had gone hollow and emotionless. She knew the longer she stayed in this room the quicker she came to death. Voldemort knew that Harry and Draco werent stupid and anticipated thier arrival any minute.
"They will want to save the little Mudblood wont they?" He laughed cruelly that morning.
"They will have to come through me first." Thats when he put the Imperius Curse on her.
"When they come, I dont want them to think you still want them to save you"
Hermione didnt hear this because her mind was blissfully blank. She tried to fight it off, but she wasnt as strong as Harry, but she still tried. Voldemort untied her.
*Get down on your knees* She heard in her head. The urge to do it overpowered her will to not do what was said. *DONT DO IT* something at the back of her mind screamed. But she had been broken down. What power she had left was wiped by the curse. She got shakily down to her knees. Voldemort laughed and kicked her in the stomach. She doubled over in pain.
*Get up* She got up, slowly. He pushed her on the bed. He lifted the curse, and to Hermione's horror, he began to have his way with her, with her having no strength to even cry.
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Harry, Draco and Dumbledore made thier way towards the Whomping Willow.
"Why are we going to that big tree for?" Draco asked, puzzled. Harry smiled.
He hadnt been with them in the 3rd year, so he didnt know about the passage that lead to the Shrieking Shack.
"There is a small passageway that leads to The Shrieking Shack, Draco. Just push a button and the branches wont squash you" Said Dumbldore, mirroring Harry's thoughts.
Draco looked at him as though he were mad.
"Thats comforting, Professor" He said quietly.
Dumbledore chuckled to himself as they got closer to the humungous Willow. He got on his knees and began to crawl. Harry did the same. Draco looked bewildered.
"Malfoy, just do it! If we walk up to it, it will thrash us!" Harry cried in exasperation.
So Draco nodded and followed Dumbledore and Harrys suit. They crawled up to the tree and the Professor pressed a small red button. The tree didnt look any different. They stood.
"There" Dumbledore said with a smile. He opened a trap door and they walked single file down the corridor.
The corridor looked no different to the ones in Malfoy Manor to Draco. His father had many dungeons underground and had led him down them to show him things, things that he never wanted to see in his life ever again. (A/N: I think you know what).
They reached a wooden door, and Dumbledore motioned for them to be quiet as voices were heard in the room.
"So, Granger, ready for more?" Asked a voice Draco recognized.
Harry did also. He turned slowly to Draco, staring at him with a perplexed expression.
"Did I just hear your voice coming from the room, Malfoy?" He asked incrediously.
Draco stood stock still. No, it couldnt be......
"Please, Ron, not again" He heard a small voice plead.
"Sorry, Granger, but this has to be done. Cruciatus"
He looked through the crack in the door only to catch a glimpse of an exact double of himself standing at the end of a bed, and the bed held Hermione, writhing in pain from the curse. He had had enough. Before Harry or Dumbledore could stop him, he burst through the door.
"STUPEFY!" He screamed.
His double fell to the floor, and very quickly began to morph into no other than Ronald Weasley.
Dumbldore and Harry entered behind a livid Draco. Hermione's eyes were wide and she screamed, and blood appeared at the corners of her pretty mouth.
Draco ran to her and pointed his wand to her.
"Finite Incantatem" He said quickly.
Her screams died down, and she fell unconcious.
"Its ok, Hermione. I am here. Its really me, its Draco" He said softly.
But Hermione didnt respond. Draco turned away, his eyes blazing, and turned his wand on Ron, who was still sprawled on the floor.
"Avada-" But before he could finish, Harry had lunged at him and knocked him to the floor.
"NO MALFOY! He isnt worth going to Azkaban for!" He yelled, fighting Draco for his wand.
Draco gave up the fight, and put his head in his hands. The one girl he loved was half dead and it was all his fault. Why didnt he protect her! He got up and walked over to the bed and sat down.
"Hermione?" He whispered. But before he could say anymore, someone burst through the door.
Voldemort.
He smiled at them.
"Well well, if it isnt Dumbledore" He tried to smirk, but it faltered.
"Voldemort, you will leave these 3 students out of this. Its between me and you"
Voldemort laughed.
"Its between me and Mr Potter" He looked at Harry.
"If it is the girl you want, you will have to fight me for her. In a duel"
Harry gulped. This was going to be difficult.
Draco jumped up.
"Leave Harry alone, you asshole" He hissed.
Voldemort glared at him.
"And I thought you were on my side, Mr Malfoy. Lets see what you have then"
Draco stood up at full height. Then he realized Hermione.
"Hang in there, sweetie" He whispered to her and gently squeezed her hand.
"You will be ok soon, but dont you dare leave me" He said his voice a little choked as he wiped away some of the blood on her mouth.
"Ennervate" Her eyes fluttered, and she began to breathe normally, but did not wake.
He would kill Voldemort. He would torture him, and he would hex Weasley into oblivion before killing his sorry ass.
"I am ready" He announced.
Dont You Dare Leave Me
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Draco sat on the floor in Dumbledore's office, too scared to think, but unable to stop the thoughts running through his head. What if he lost her? He never really got to tell her how he felt. Did he love her? God yes, he loved her more than anything. The way she glared at him after he called her Mudblood, the way she always read them darn books. He had to save her, because if he didnt, he would hate himself forever. Harry looked at him in concern.
"Draco....you need to get up" He grasped his upper arm and pulled, but Draco didnt budge.
Harry bent down and grabbed his shoulders like in the dorms.
"Draco Malfoy! Hermione needs your help!" He cried shaking him. Draco looked up at him, his eyes full of rage
"I know she needs me, Potter! Why dont you tell me how we are supposed to find her anyway? You are such a big hero, you tell me"
Harry looked at him, stunned. He was right. Harry had no idea where Hermione could have ended up. But if he knew Ron.... Then something clicked.
"I know where she could be!" He said, looking happily from Draco and Dumbledore.
Draco rolled his eyes.
"Famous Potter, to the rescue" He said sarcastically, but quiet enough for only him to hear.
Harry was telling Dumbledore his plan.
"Ron loves the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade, right?" He said to Draco.
Draco smirked.
"Thats right, Harry. He took her and held her prisoner in The Three Broomsticks"
Harry looked exasparated.
"I am not finished! What else is in Hogsmeade where you can keep a person and not be found? A room?" His eyes twinkled.
Dumbledore snapped his fingers.
"The Shrieking Shack"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione lay on the bed, still, while sunshine shone through the boarded up windows. Her eyes had gone hollow and emotionless. She knew the longer she stayed in this room the quicker she came to death. Voldemort knew that Harry and Draco werent stupid and anticipated thier arrival any minute.
"They will want to save the little Mudblood wont they?" He laughed cruelly that morning.
"They will have to come through me first." Thats when he put the Imperius Curse on her.
"When they come, I dont want them to think you still want them to save you"
Hermione didnt hear this because her mind was blissfully blank. She tried to fight it off, but she wasnt as strong as Harry, but she still tried. Voldemort untied her.
*Get down on your knees* She heard in her head. The urge to do it overpowered her will to not do what was said. *DONT DO IT* something at the back of her mind screamed. But she had been broken down. What power she had left was wiped by the curse. She got shakily down to her knees. Voldemort laughed and kicked her in the stomach. She doubled over in pain.
*Get up* She got up, slowly. He pushed her on the bed. He lifted the curse, and to Hermione's horror, he began to have his way with her, with her having no strength to even cry.
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Harry, Draco and Dumbledore made thier way towards the Whomping Willow.
"Why are we going to that big tree for?" Draco asked, puzzled. Harry smiled.
He hadnt been with them in the 3rd year, so he didnt know about the passage that lead to the Shrieking Shack.
"There is a small passageway that leads to The Shrieking Shack, Draco. Just push a button and the branches wont squash you" Said Dumbldore, mirroring Harry's thoughts.
Draco looked at him as though he were mad.
"Thats comforting, Professor" He said quietly.
Dumbledore chuckled to himself as they got closer to the humungous Willow. He got on his knees and began to crawl. Harry did the same. Draco looked bewildered.
"Malfoy, just do it! If we walk up to it, it will thrash us!" Harry cried in exasperation.
So Draco nodded and followed Dumbledore and Harrys suit. They crawled up to the tree and the Professor pressed a small red button. The tree didnt look any different. They stood.
"There" Dumbledore said with a smile. He opened a trap door and they walked single file down the corridor.
The corridor looked no different to the ones in Malfoy Manor to Draco. His father had many dungeons underground and had led him down them to show him things, things that he never wanted to see in his life ever again. (A/N: I think you know what).
They reached a wooden door, and Dumbledore motioned for them to be quiet as voices were heard in the room.
"So, Granger, ready for more?" Asked a voice Draco recognized.
Harry did also. He turned slowly to Draco, staring at him with a perplexed expression.
"Did I just hear your voice coming from the room, Malfoy?" He asked incrediously.
Draco stood stock still. No, it couldnt be......
"Please, Ron, not again" He heard a small voice plead.
"Sorry, Granger, but this has to be done. Cruciatus"
He looked through the crack in the door only to catch a glimpse of an exact double of himself standing at the end of a bed, and the bed held Hermione, writhing in pain from the curse. He had had enough. Before Harry or Dumbledore could stop him, he burst through the door.
"STUPEFY!" He screamed.
His double fell to the floor, and very quickly began to morph into no other than Ronald Weasley.
Dumbldore and Harry entered behind a livid Draco. Hermione's eyes were wide and she screamed, and blood appeared at the corners of her pretty mouth.
Draco ran to her and pointed his wand to her.
"Finite Incantatem" He said quickly.
Her screams died down, and she fell unconcious.
"Its ok, Hermione. I am here. Its really me, its Draco" He said softly.
But Hermione didnt respond. Draco turned away, his eyes blazing, and turned his wand on Ron, who was still sprawled on the floor.
"Avada-" But before he could finish, Harry had lunged at him and knocked him to the floor.
"NO MALFOY! He isnt worth going to Azkaban for!" He yelled, fighting Draco for his wand.
Draco gave up the fight, and put his head in his hands. The one girl he loved was half dead and it was all his fault. Why didnt he protect her! He got up and walked over to the bed and sat down.
"Hermione?" He whispered. But before he could say anymore, someone burst through the door.
Voldemort.
He smiled at them.
"Well well, if it isnt Dumbledore" He tried to smirk, but it faltered.
"Voldemort, you will leave these 3 students out of this. Its between me and you"
Voldemort laughed.
"Its between me and Mr Potter" He looked at Harry.
"If it is the girl you want, you will have to fight me for her. In a duel"
Harry gulped. This was going to be difficult.
Draco jumped up.
"Leave Harry alone, you asshole" He hissed.
Voldemort glared at him.
"And I thought you were on my side, Mr Malfoy. Lets see what you have then"
Draco stood up at full height. Then he realized Hermione.
"Hang in there, sweetie" He whispered to her and gently squeezed her hand.
"You will be ok soon, but dont you dare leave me" He said his voice a little choked as he wiped away some of the blood on her mouth.
"Ennervate" Her eyes fluttered, and she began to breathe normally, but did not wake.
He would kill Voldemort. He would torture him, and he would hex Weasley into oblivion before killing his sorry ass.
"I am ready" He announced.