A/N: we can now get on with our story … WOO HOO!

Voldemort just laughed again and turned to his two deatheaters. "Grab the others. We need to go now!"

The two men took out their wands and preformed the same spell that Voldemort had, and Draco and Blaise suddenly found themselves in front of their fathers.

Before anyone could say a single word, the six of them all vanished.

Chapter Fifteen: Dinner For Two

Hermione woke up to a pounding headache. She looked around to see that she was in some kind of dungeon. She also saw that Blaise and Draco were still unconscious.

Hermione groaned.

She stood up and walked over to Draco.

"Draco wake up!" Hermione shouted, right into his ear.

"AHHHH!" Draco screamed. He looked around to see that it was only Hermione (who was now grinning like mad). Draco groaned and said, "If you do that one more time than I'll be forced to kill you…or just gag you so you can never open your mouth again."

Hermione laughed and shook her head. She than stood up and walked over to Blaise, who had miraculously not woken up by all of the noise that the couple had made.

"BLAISE! GET OFF YOUR LAZY ASS AND WAKE UP!" Hermione shouted.

Blaise must've been hit on the head pretty hard since all he did was groan and mumble a few unrecognizable words.

Hermione grinned as she got an idea. She turned to Draco and winked at him before shouting at the top of her lungs, "GINNY! NO, PLEASE DON'T DIE!"

At that (of course) Blaise shot up and yelled, "GINNY!"

Hermione and Draco laughed at that.

Blaise looked around and after realizing that Ginny was safe, actually that she was probably miles away; he sighed and turned to see his sister and best friend rolling on the floor laughing. Blaise blushed and murmured, "It wasn't that funny!"

Hermione was about to retort when a deatheater unlocked their cell.

Hermione turned to him and asked in a false sweet voice, "May we help you?"

The deatheater glared and said, "The dark lord wants to see you, Ms. Zabini. But first he wants you cleaned up and dressed in something different. Come."

Hermione looked at Draco and Blaise, unsure of whether she should follow the deatheater or not.

Blaise said quietly, "Mora, go. I think it would be more in your favor to humor him instead of disobeying the deatheaters and earning yourself more crucios."

Hermione nodded and realized that he was right. So without saying anything she stood up and followed the masked deatheater.

He led her to a huge closet-like room. Hermione looked around to see that everywhere she looked was filled with the most gorgeous dressed imaginable.

She was about to ask what the hell she should be doing when a woman came into the room. Without saying anything, she sized Hermione up and walked over to one of the racks of clothes. Quickly going through the dresses, she found one she liked and nodded in satisfaction.

After picking out the dress, she walked over to a wall where there were shoes lined up everywhere. She picked out a pair of shoes and than turned to Hermione. "Put this dress on."

Looking down at herself, Hermione realized that she was still dressed as a princess, and although she did look beautiful, it was a little odd to walk around in. She took the dress that was held out to her and replied, "Where do I change?"

The woman led Hermione to where a small dressing room (like the ones they have in the mall and department stores) and told Hermione to change in there.

Hermione did.

When she stepped out the woman gave her a curt nod and told Hermione to follow her.

Hermione, unsure of what to do, reluctantly obeyed.

The two of them walked for a little while before the older woman stopped infront of the door and said, "Go in."

Hermione took a deep breath than opened the door. What laid on the other side was definitely not what she expected.

It was a medium sized room that looked very expensive, judging by how the walls and ceiling were painted. But what really shocked her was what was in the center of the room.

It was a table, beautifully set (with food and all). What bothered Hermione though was the fact that the table was set for two, and none other than Voldemort occupied one of the seats.

Hermione groaned and said, "Am I seriously going to be having a nice meal with the darkest wizard of all time? You've got to be kidding me."

Voldemort smiled, (a very cold and sickening one) and motioned for her to take the seat. Hermione obeyed and took the open seat, unsure of how she would get out of this.

Tom Riddle smiled and said, "Luciana, you look absolutely beautiful today."

Although it was true, Hermione glared. Her dress was a long, sleek black dress. It had spaghetti straps that lowered down into a V-neck top that showed a fair amount of cleavage.

Hermione looked at Voldemort and said, "What do you want me to call you. I don't know how many of your idiot followers know this but your real name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. So, do I call you Tom or the fake name that you have become so famous by, Voldemort."

Voldemort glowered at Hermione and replied, "You will call me the Dark Lord. You are in no position to be pert with me."

Hermione gave him a fake smile and said, "Why don't we cut the incredibly fake conversation. Answer these three questions for me. Why am I having a nice dinner with you? What's going to happen to Blaise and Draco? And why did you take the three of us in the first place?"

"Well, to answer your first question, it is because I simply do not understand you Luciana. It confuses me. In fact, I don't even know who you were until you became Luciana Amadora Zabini." Voldemort said. "And to answer your other question, I took the three of you for many different reasons; the main one being that I want the three of the four most powerful students and Hogwarts as my followers. The fourth one obviously being Harry Potter."

Hermione glared and said, "You didn't answer my second question; what is going to happen to Blaise and Draco?"

"You see, this is one of the reasons why I find you so intriguing. Instead of asking what will happen to you, you ask what will happen to your companions who seem to be in less danger than you, seeing as you are the one having dinner with me." Voldemort replied. "Now, I must ask Luciana, who were you before you entered the Zabini family?"

Hermione smirked, (obviously her husband's influence on her) and said, "tell me, do you remember who helped Harry Potter with all those little adventures?"

Voldemort looked at her and said, "Usually it was those two friends of his. That Weasley boy was completely useless most of the time. There was that girl though, Granger. She was the one who figured everything out. The brains-" Voldemort stopped abrubtly and stated, "Hermione Granger."

Hermione nodded, "Does that answer a few of your questions about me?"

Voldemort nodded, "It certainly does."

Hermione looked at him and said, "Now I believe it's my turn to ask a question." At Voldemort's nod Hermione continued, "Why have you avoided telling me what you plan on doing with Blaise and Draco?"

Voldemort smirked and replied, "Don't worry about them. At this moment you should be more concerned about your fate. Trust me."

A/N: Ok guys, I hope you liked that last chapter! So, I have two questions that I need all of you (my wonderful reviewers) to answer for me.

First, do you guys think I have the genre right? I currently have it as General/Romance, is that right? I'm not sure if it is but I have a very different view of this story than you guys do since I'm the writer … yeah that kinda changes what I think of it … oh well

Second, I need to know if you guys want me to write a chapter or something about what's happening back at Hogwarts? I think it would be a good thing to do since we get to see what affect everything will have on Hogwarts but it would kinda be bad since the main focus of this story is Hermione and Draco. So, what do you think?

Thank you SO much for all your help and thank you to those who have reviewed, or will review my story. I LOVE YOU!

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