As much as Kakaroff had insinuated he would be visiting Hermione he only came in once, he was raging with anger, screaming and yelling at her, it seemed that her friends and family had realised she was missing now, and they were sending out a full scale search, the ministers of magic were having heated discussions, and as her friends knew she was coming to see Viktor, a lot of pressure was falling onto Kakaroff, Hermione fought to hide the smile that wanted to grace her face for the first time in god knows how long.

However Kakaroff noticed this, and sent her head spinning with a hard punch to her chin, pronouncing there would be no food for her today until the Quidditch team returned. It seemed as though he thought this would affect Hermione more than it did, however she was used to only receiving on small meal a day now, her stomach complained, but she expected it nonetheless.

Making her way back to the window she tried to make out any landmarks, she didn't know much of Bulgaria, but she knew if she worked hard, she might be able to find Romania where she would inevitable find Charlie. Overall her situation was bleak, but maybe, if she could get out and find her way there, maybe she would be ok.

She felt as if she had been staring out the window for hours, trying to commit it to memory, if at the very least she couldn't find Romania, she knew she at least had to stay away from this area. Truth be told she must have been staring out the window for hours, as Viktor soon appeared in her tiny tower room, he must have come straight from his game, as he was still wearing his uniform, and had his broom in his hand.

Hermione suddenly had an idea, "I hear we are to wed Viktor" she said, walking towards him. She walked slowly, with her arms slightly in front of her, to show she wasn't holding anything that could cause damage. "Might I have a few minutes with my intended in private?" she continued, talking as sweetly and softly as she could manage at this time, indicating the door, which was left open.

Viktor seemed to consider her for a few moments, before he turned his back on her, "how private?" he inquired cautiously, as if he thought he was walking into a trap, and he was.

"Very" Hermione purred in response, smirking as he lifted his wand, closed the door and performed a silencing charm on the room. Hermione took her chance with no hesitation, she leapt at his back, causing him to fall forwards, hitting his head on the door knob. Hermione scrambled for his wand, and immediately aimed it at him. Had the situation been different she probably would have felt bad for him, the cut on his head was indeed quite nasty.

But she shook the thought from her head. Now was definitely not the time for her caring nature to come back.

"Herm-own-ninny…" Viktor started saying, but Hermione was not going to have any of that, she shook her head one last time and fired off her own pertificus totalus. Getting a sick feeling of satisfaction when he fell to the ground as she had earlier in the day. Without another thought she quickly cast a locking charm on the door, hoping it would buy her a few more minutes in case someone came looking for Viktor, and she grabbed his broom from where he had dropped it.

Without another look back she mounted the broom as she had seen her friends do on multiple occasions, and kicked off, flying through the window, giving herself a scrape in the process, really she should have taken off from the window, she didn't have the necessary skills to fly through an opening that small unscathed, but she made it. She was so close to being free, she just had to keep flying, and hope no one noticed her.

She appeared to be in the clear, but she still flew high up in the air, afraid if she flew too low someone would recognise her and stop her, she didn't know who she could trust.

She flew for a long time, and she knew she would have to fly closer to the ground in any hope of finding where she was, it was by pure coincidence that she chose her landing place, and she could not have been any luckier. Within seconds of landing she was whisked off into an alley, and she nearly screamed, she was glad she didn't, when she recognised the woman from the airplane when she arrived.

The woman held a finger to her lips, and without a word apparated the two of them away. When the blur stopped Hermione took in her surroundings, she appeared to be in the womans home, it was small, and cosy, but it felt so warm and inviting. The woman stood looking at Hermione for a few seconds, "you poor dear" she said. "You've been all over the papers and radio love".

Comprehension dawned on Hermione, she was free, and she had found the one person in Bulgaria who would definitely help her. Her knees began to feel weak, and they crumpled from underneath her. The woman regarded her sympathetically, "let me run you a nice bath dear, I'll find you some clean clothes, and cook you a nice meal, then we can sort out the best place to get you dearie."

Hermione could barely understand the words she was saying, she just looked up at the woman, and said "You're a witch". The woman smiled politely and nodded, before leading Hermione to the bathroom, "you get yourself tidied up and dressed, and we can talk after" she said before leaving Hermione.

Instantly Hermione jumped in the shower, and began to clean what felt like months of dirt, sweat, tears, blood and semen from her body, she must have looked absolutely atrocious, but really she was just happy to be having a shower, and be able to wear clean clothes, that covered more than her private areas. Hermione would have loved to shower longer, but she didn't want to stay too long and take advantage of the kind woman, she knew she needed to leave quickly as to not get her in trouble.

She quickly jumped out of the shower, and found the clothes the woman had left for her outside of the bathroom door, she dressed quickly and navigated her way to the kitchen, following the smells of a nice fresh meal. "We must be quick dear, I'm sure your captors will be looking for you soon" the woman said, piling food on a plate for Hermione, "I will help you as much as I can, but there really isn't much time, where do you need to go?" the woman continued asking, while Hermione tried to eat as much food as she could at once.

"I think I need to go to the dragon reserve in Romania, I have a friend who works there" Hermione said, the woman nodded, I can apparate you there once you have finished eating." She said with a soft smile. Hermione looked up at the woman to thank her for everything she had done, but the woman seemed to read her mind, "don't mention it" she said, before Hermione had even made a sound, and Hermione was too tired to argue.

As soon as she finished the meal, the woman whisked Hermione away, and moments later they appeared at the dragon enclosure, the woman quickly took her hand away from Hermione, and within seconds, she was gone.

Hermione didn't know her name, and she didn't get a chance to properly thank her, but right now, that was not important, she could see a group of familiar red heads ahead of her, and she took off in a run, well, as much of a run as she could manage, screaming out "MOLLY! GINNY! CHARLIE!" Why these were the first names she thought of, she didn't know, why she hadn't thought of Ron, Fred, or George she would never know, all that mattered was they heard her. She was safe.