Hermiones eyes grew cold and hard.
"Voldemort will NEVER be my lord." Hermione spat out. Lucius's eyes pierced hers and he smirked a little.
"Don't underestimate his powers child." Lucius roughly grabbed Hermiones arm and in an instant they were in a large, circular room. Hermione blinked a few times, unable to see anything through the darkness when suddenly torches all around the room were lit. Hermione gasped at how many people were in the room. All in dark robes and hoods. Death eaters.
Lucius viciously shoved Hermione into the center of the room as the death eaters all formed a circle around her. The room was deadly silent as Lucius quickly joined the ranks. She knelt silently on the floor, vaguely aware that she was now beginning to shake. Tears formed in her eyes as she began to think of Hogwarts.
"Scared, Ms. Granger?" A deep voice rang out. Hermiones head snapped up. The circle of death eaters had opened, forming a small entrance.
A tall figure, adorned in black robes and a hood so large his face couldn't be made out, made his way into the center of the room to join Hermione. Hermione cowered away as the figure moved closer towards her.
"Allow me to introduce myself Ms. Granger." A thin pale hand emerged from the robe and extended towards her.
"I am Lord Voldemort." The death eaters around her chuckled. Hermione gritted her teeth.
"You're not my Lord." She spat out. She cried out in pain and fell forward as a foot connected with her back.
"Forgive the rudeness of my friends Ms. Granger." Voldemort gently grabbed Hermiones arm and helped her up. As soon as she was standing she yanked her arm out of his grasp. Voldemort pretended not to notice her disgust.
"Make yourself more comfortable." He summoned two chairs. Hermione eyed him for a second and sat down in the chair closest to her.
"What do you want with me?" She asked quietly. Hermione could almost see the smile on Voldemorts face as he answered.
"Ms. Granger I would have thought that would be obvious." Hermione shook her head.
"You'll never get Harry through me..."
"Trust me Ms. Granger, he'll come. Now, lets see what you know about our Mr. Potter." Hermione was about to reply but before she could Voldemort struck.
"Legilimens." The room around Hermione faded and finally dissolved and she was back at Hogwarts. She had just gotten out of Charms class when she overhead Ron
"It's no wonder no one can stand her." He said to Harry.
"She's a nightmare, honestly." Finally she couldn't take anymore and she pushed past Harry and fled to the bathrooms. Suddenly it flashed forward to second year. She had just put the mirror around the corner when she saw the eyes of the basilisk. Finally Hermione seemed to break free.
"Stop!" She cried out tears starting to stream down her face. Voldemort chuckled coldly.
"I'm afraid Ms. Granger we've only just begun."
Harry briskly walked into the Gryffindor common room. He was surprised to see Ron still awake and sitting on the couch.
"Hey mate, what happened?" Ron asked, standing up as soon as he saw Harry walk in. Harry shrugged and began walking up the stairs to his dormitory.
"It's over." He said solemnly.
"I'm going to bed. Good night." Ron said nothing, but watched Harry with his eyes go up the stairs. As soon as he heard the dormitory door shut he quickly scrambled out of the portrait hall and towards the dungeons. It didn't take long to reach the dungeons and once he arrived he was surprised to see Malfoy already there.
"How'd it go?" He asked once Draco was within earshot. Malfoy turned towards him and smirked a lot.
"Went perfectly, if I do say so myself. How's wonder boy?" Ron shrugged and appeared to grow uncomfortable.
"He's fine, he went to bed." Malfoy smirked and asked.
"So you think he'll go after her?" Ron nodded.
"Of course. He may hate her now, but once he finds out she's gone, he'll go looking for her." Ron said assuring Malfoy.
"So..." Ron began.
"Where do we go from here?" Malfoy leaned against the wall.
"We do nothing until we're told. Unless of course you're willing to get your mark sometime soon." Ron's eyes grew small but he said nothing.
"Come on, you know how great it felt to get your revenge, think of being able to do it more." Draco said. Ron shrugged again.
"I'll think about it." He replied.
"Let me know." Draco said casually.
"You know Weasel, I think I underestimated you." Draco said with a smirk before turning and making his way out of the basement. Ron clenched his fists Draco walked away. Ron quickly made his way back to the Gryffindor common room and threw himself onto the couch gazing at the fire, which is the way Neville and Seamus found him when they awoke in the morning.