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When Draco returned a few hours later, Hermione was sat in the exact same place as he had left her.

She didn't move or acknowledge him as he entered the room with a plate of food. She just carried on staring at the opposite wall.

'I got you some food' Draco said loudly, trying to wake her from her daze. She didn't respond, she just kept gazing in to space.

'Granger! Are you deaf? I said I have some lunch for you' Draco yelled, finding that anger was a good way of hiding his sadness

'I'm not deaf' She said calmly 'I'm just not hungry at the moment'

'You have to eat'

'Says who?' Hermione turned around angrily

Draco looked at her helplessly

'You can't make me eat, now leave me alone'

Draco sighed and his shoulders sagged.

'Hermione please' He said softly

The softness in his voice startled Hermione and she looked at him properly. He looked exactly how she was feeling. 'You're not making this any easier you know'

'You want me to make this easy on you?' Hermione asked slowly, her voice was full of anger. 'Have you completely forgotten what you just pulled?'

'Oh for God's sake get over it' Draco said cruelly, even though it killed him. 'I didn't ask you to fall in love with me, you did that all on your own'

'Don't give me that bull' Hermione said, tears welling up in her eyes, 'I suppose I made you fall in love with me as well did I?'

'For a someone that's supposed to be smartest in the year you're really not that bright' Draco sneered, 'I was never in love with you Mudblood, it was an act you idiot.'

'Bollocks' Hermione screamed, 'you loved me as much as I loved you, you still do and you don't have a hope in hell of pretending that you don't'

Draco was stunned, how the fuck could he put her through all of that and her still believe that he loved her he wondered.

Hermione just sat there waiting for some kind of a response.

'Get this in to your stupid little head Granger' Draco was startled at how malicious his voice sounded, 'I'm not in love with you, I have never been in love with you and I will never be in love with you. Get it?'

Hermione simply looked blankly at him.

'That would have been so much more effective if you weren't crying'

Draco hadn't realised the tears that were streaming down his cheeks, quickly he wiped them away mumbling something about hay fever even though it was December.

'You're scum of the earth Malfoy' Hermione yelled after him as he walked briskly out of the room 'but I'll never love you less for it' She added sadly.

Helena and Lucius jumped slightly as Draco threw the door to the living room open with rage.

'What the…'

'She won't fucking eat the fucking food' Draco bellowed at his father

'She'll eat' Lucius said calmly 'It may take a while but trust me son, she will eat'

Draco looked sceptically at his father

'Don't look at me like that boy, there are a lot of things you don't know'

'Only because you're keeping them from me! She wouldn't even be here if it weren't for me, I deserve to know'

'You will' His father said quietly 'but until then you just have to trust the rest of us. Try and make her wash, nothing will clean her blood but we certainly don't want her smelling like a tramp, even if it is in her heritage'

Draco tried not to flinch as his father bitched about Hermione so openly. He knew he had no right to be mad, it was of course him that got her here, he was the one that lead her to her capture. He was worse than any of the Death Eaters here because although they had done so many worse things, none of them had actually loved the person they were doing it to.

Ashamed of himself, Draco walked back up the stairs, wishing that he could be someone else, wishing that he could save her.

Hermione looked at the plate of food Draco had left for her, she was starving but if they wanted her to eat then they were going to have to force it down her throat. She got up to move away from it but a gentle tugging at her neck lead her to sit right in front of it. The plate was clean in thirty seconds.

Hermione looked at the necklace that lay gracefully on her chest, this she thought bitterly could get a little annoying.

At that moment Draco walked through the door scowling,

'What's wrong diddums?' Hermione asked sarcastically, 'Daddy not letting you have the dark mark?'

'I see your hunger got the better of you then' Draco smirked

Hermione fell silent as she looked at her plate feeling incredibly embarrassed.

'Its that bloody necklace, great gift by the way, thanks'

'Drop the sarcasm Granger' Draco said angrily 'It doesn't do anything for you. What exactly does the necklace do?'

Hermione laughed bitterly, 'They didn't tell you? Ha you were a loser at school and you're a loser here as well'

'You seemed to fall for me anyway' Draco said grim-faced

Draco was ready for a sharp comeback, maybe denial but Hermione just nodded unhappily

'Yeah' she said quietly 'S'pose I did.'

Draco coughed nervously, trying to avoid her eyes. What could he say to that? He desperately wanted to tease her, laugh at her, make some cruel remark but he couldn't. All he could do was stare at the floor in complete silence.

'My father's ordered me to make you wash' He said eventually

'Shouldn't you wash too?' Hermione said resentfully 'I mean it will take more than a bath to get rid of the stench after fucking a mudblood'

Fucking Draco thought we never fucked, we made love, no one could ever describe it as fucking.

Hermione looked expectantly at Draco but he said nothing. Instead he gently pushed her in the direction of the bathroom. She could tell that what she had just said had affected him.

'I mean you must have been well chuffed with yourself huh?' Hermione said, wanting to push him 'Not only did you manage to lead me in to my own capture but you managed to get some dick action too!'

Hermione saw Draco's fist clench, she smiled inwardly knowing she was succeeding, she proceeded,

'Also the whole getting me to fall for you was quite nifty, I mean when your buddies came for me I was too heart broken to even fight back'

Draco wanted to scream at her, she was getting it all wrong yet all right.

'Shame you fell for me too wasn't it?' Hermione said finally

Draco turned to look at her,

'I didn't fall for you, it was an act!'

'Draco' She said seriously, 'you can say it, you can lock me up, you can beat me, hell you can kill me. But I will never stop believing that you loved me'

Draco opened his mouth to speak Hermione cut him off,

'Maybe you don't anymore, that's fine, just don't tell me that you didn't because I will never in a million years believe you.'

Draco looked taken aback

'I keep my promises Draco' She added quietly.

Draco's mind flashed back to Christmas day

'Will you promise me something?' Draco asked

'Depends what it is' Hermione said playfully

'I'm being serious' Hermione was tempted to mock the stern tone to Draco's voice but something told her not to.

'Promise me, no matter what happens. Never ever forget how much I love you' Draco couldn't hide the desperate tone to his voice.

Hermione simply nodded and, confused, let him hold her.

Despite the miserable circumstances Draco felt a surge of happiness. He wanted to kiss her and tell her that she was right but he couldn't. So he just stood there and nodded in acceptance.

He left Hermione to have her shower and went in to the room next to hers to claim it as his own, acknowledging his father and Goyle on the way.

As Hermione stepped out of the shower she realised that she had nothing to wear, she could hardly wear her ball dress all the time, She was just about to shout Draco when she heard voices coming from outside her door, quietly she approached it.

'Draco is getting restless, not knowing what is going on is making him unbearable' one man said

'I know, I know, we'll tell him soon, but I worry that it will be too much for him' said the other

'Lucius' man said, 'it's not like he needs to be involved in the ceremony, telling him might make him be a little more inclined to help out'

'Yes Goyle but he's only young. The immensity of what we're doing might be too much for him, we're talking about killing the girl to bring back the Dark Lord, and also,' Lucius continued 'I think he might be in love with her.'

'He's not you y'know' Goyle said carefully

Before she could hear anymore Hermione stumbled back in terror. They were going to use her to bring back Voldemort. There was now way on earth she would let that happen.

Hermione sat on her bed and thought, suddenly a glint caught her eye. Lying by the empty plate was the steak knife. Slowly she walked towards it and picked it up.

She was going to die anyway she had heard them say it. Surely it was better to go now with dignity and not let Voldemort come back, than wait to be killed for Voldemort's return.

Slowly she moved the knife away from her chest and turned it to point straight at her. She closed her eyes tightly and with all her might she plunged the knife towards her heart.

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