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Kidnapped

Description: Voldemort orders his Death Eaters to kidnap Hermione. But . . . . why? Why does Voldemort want Hermione? What is he planning? Will Hermione live to tell the tale? Read and Find out.

Summary: a mystical mirror told Voldemort that if he claims Hermione as his own, he wouldn't die.

Chapter 1

Harry, Ron and Hermione sat at a table in the Gryffindor common room, doing their homework. It was a few days into the start of the year and they were already snowed under. Well, Harry and Ron were. Hermione was being set extra work for finishing the homework in class. They had been so busy, they hadn't even noticed it was 1am.

"Whoa! Guys!" Ron said, pointing at the clock.

"Oh, God. Well, at least we got 2 essays done." Hermione said, cheerfully.

"You did." Harry said. "I'm still stuck on the first one."

"Oh. Poor thing." Hermione placed her hand on Harry's inner thigh affectionately.

"I think we all better get to bed." Ron said, slamming his textbooks closed.

"You two go. I'm gonna stay here a little while." Hermione said, leaving her books open.

"You sure? It's 1am." Harry said, standing up.

"Yeah. You two have a good sleep."

"You too, babe." Harry said, leaning down and kissing Hermione. He broke the kiss after a few seconds and bid a final goodnight.

Hermione sat on her own for about half an hour before she fell asleep on her books. Harry came down at one point to see if she was still awake and smiled as he saw her flopped over on the pages of her History book. He walked over to her and gently nudged her.

"Hermione?" he whispered in her ear. She stirred and sat up, yawning.

"Is it time for lessons?"

"No. Come on. Let's get you to bed."

He gently pulled her from the seat and they walked, his arm around her shoulders with her head leaning against his shoulder, up to the girls dormitory. Harry stood outside the door, whilst he and Hermione kissed goodnight.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Hermione closed the door as Harry walked across the corridor to the boy's dormitory. She didn't even change into her pyjamas, not even removing her shoes before she collapsed onto her bed.

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"The time is near, my servants!" Voldemort's penetrating and evil voice cut through the cold sharp air in his hall. "You will bring her to me soon." He ordered from his throne.

"Why only 'soon', My Lord?" Lucious Malfoy asked, behind his skull mask.

"I must contact her first. Let her know of the prophecy and her role in it." Voldemort waved his Death Eaters away and one by one, the Apparated from the room. "Malfoy!"

"Yes, Master?" asked the two.

"Draco, remain here." His father vanished, leaving only Draco and Voldemort in the long tall room. "You are still at Hogwarts, yes?"

"Yes, My Lord."

"You know of Hermione Granger, I take it?"

"Yes, My Lord."

"I want you to do something." He said, standing up and walking over to him.

"Of course, My Lord."

"Stop calling me that, Draco. Just talk to me normally."

"Yes, M-" but he stopped just in time.

"I want you to keep an eye on Hermione."

"Why, if I may ask?"

"You may but shall receive no answer." Voldemort said swiftly. "Just . . . . watch her. Notify me of everything, each and every night. Am I understood?"

"Yes. I am slightly confused at why you whish for me to do this, but I understand, nonetheless."

"Good. Now leave me."

"Goodnight, My Lord." Draco bowed and vanished.

Voldemort walked over to the ancient mirror (intro) and stood in front of it, expectantly. "Mirror." A cloud of thick white fog formed into a face behind the glass. "Show me her." he ordered. The face nodded and then morphed into Hermione's face. "Soon, my dear. Very soon." And with that, he left.

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(A/N: end of chapter 1! Gimme some feed back! Good? Bad? Too short? Too long?)