((A/N: Okay, apparently I lied, I'm going to get a chapter 4 up before next weekend.. Thanks for the reviews. Comments at the bottom.))

Chapter Four

Hermione's PoV

It had been two days since she had been abducted, and two days since she had had any contact with anyone. No one had brought her food, water, she had heard no one in the hall outside her door, just total silence. She was beggining to think that they had forgotten about her, but then, on the third day, she head the sound of approaching footsteps and stiffened, instantly on alert.

Her door opened with a creak, revealing the same man who had came that first night, carrying a tray. Her hair was matted and her eye's bruised from lack of sleep, yet she still glared at him, she had vowed she would never beg. He seemed to consider her as he out the tray before her. She just continued to glare.

"You must eat Shahar" he told her in a tone that suggested no alternative, but she would be damned it she let him order her around. He's already taken her from her home, and hit her, so there was no trust there, and without trust, without hope, she had nothing.

Her gaze dropped to the tray and she swallowed. She was so hungry, but she wouldn't dare touch the meal he presented her, she just couldn't.

"Do you not find your meal exceptable?" the man asked slowly.

"What I find unexceptable is being locked up here for no reason!" she said to him, with a great amount of distate. He sighed and tsked.

"Must I make you eat?" she heard him say and stiffened further. She'd like to see him try. She heard him sigh, then he fell to his knees beside her, reaching out to her.

She growled low in her throat and shoved his hand away, but in a second, she found herself back against him, arms locked across her chest with one strong arm. For an old guy he sure was strong, or maybe it was that she was weak from lack of food.

"No!" she cried when he started to bring food to her lips and stubbornly closed her mouth,

"Don't push me Shahar, this is for your own good" when she continued to fight he let her go, and she scrambled tword the corner.

"I tried to do it the easy way, but you had to fight me.. You have no one but yourself to blame for your punishment." he turned and left the room, leaving the tray.

Punishment? Hermione didn't like the sound of that. And who would? The footsteps were coming back, only this time it was duplicated, and two men entered the room, neither the one who had been here preveously. They were large, strong, and without a word to her they each took one of her arms, dragging her from the room, her fighting as they did.

After several minutes they entered a dungeon type room, with shakles on the wall, a freash tray was on the only table, along with a whip, and him. She glared at the man who was doing this to her, he didn't seem to care.

"Chain her" she stiffened again, fighting harder against the two guys, but it was no use, in a matter of moments, cold, metal shakles had been placed on her wrists. She could still touch the ground though, just barely.

The man came closer to her, whip in hand, and gaze her a pitying look.

"You must Understand Shahar I don't want to do this.. But you'll understand one day that it's for your own good" he almost seemed to be pleading with her.

"How many times do I have to tell you, I'm not Shahar! I'm Hermione! Hermione!" she cried. His features turned stony and he raised the whip, brining the thin strap of leather down on her frount. She cried out from the force of it, along with from the stinging pain it brought forth, and he raised it again, this time speaking, as if furiously as he brought it down on her again, and again.

"I've told you to never use that name! I've told you! You are Shahar!" he stopped a moment and looked at her,

"Who are you?" he asked, he was seeing if his message had come through.

It had, painfully so, and with a weak voice she whispered, "Shahar." But that didn't satisfy him, "Louder! Who are you?"

"Shahar!" she cried louder, anything for this to stop.. She would do anything...

(A/N: oKay, a bit shorter, but I couldn't really put anyone else in for now. Next chapter will be longer, and involve both Draco and Hermione if all goes well.. Anyway... Reviews! I love hearing from you guys, so I if you comment me, the least I can do is reply!

Chrissy92: Draco didn't kidnap Hermione... But I'm glad you think it's intresting.. Maybe you can tell me what makes you think Draco kidnapped Hermione? If I made it seem that way I need to change it.

HPN Padfoot HPN: Hmm.. Ginerva, I didn't know that, thanks, I'll go back and change that when I can. Gotta love the Draco! Lol. ;)

Dee023: Thanks, I looked over it a couple more times, my grammer that is, I know how horrible it is to be reading a good fanfic just to have it full of errors. Shahar is Arabic, I got an idea from a book I read, thats also where I got the translation. I'm glad you like it! Enjoy ;)

Disclaimer: I'm just a teenage girl who barely has a penny to her name and you think there's a chance I own HP? -Maniac laughter- I wish! But sadely no, I only own the plot, and Charries you don't recognize such as Samantha and Amber.))

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