Ch 2 Hell Day
Hermione awoke suddenly when she felt the unmistakable feeling of being watched. She kept her eyes closed afraid to see what was watching her. After a few seconds she opened them and screamed her head off jumping backwards further into the small cave. Rookwood was kneeling above her staring at her a mad glint in his black eyes. She stopped however when he jabbed her in the stomach with a sharp stick. She stared back at him and his stick with wide eyes.
"Good Morning Mudblood. You will be happy to know that I have graciously decided to let you live" he said smiling a sadistic little smile. Hermione wasn't sure how to respond to that so she didn't.
"So until we manage to get the fuck out of here, you will serve me as my slave."
"Like Hell I will" Hermione spat out before she could hold tongue. A look of displeasure covered his face before he reached out and grabbed her by the leg dragging her from the cave. Hermione tried kicking him but he just released her.
"You listen good Mudblood because I will not repeat myself. You will serve me for as long as I wish it and if you don't, well I am going to show you now what happens if you don't" he grinned in pleasure before drawing his arm back and whipping her with the sharp stick. It hit her on the arm causing her to hiss out in pain. Before she could do anything else however he brought it back down catching her around the face. She cried out rolling onto her stomach and trying to crawl away. Her actions made him laugh as he continued to whip her across the back with the stick. Hermione was crying out loud at this point and she could feel the dampness of blood. She had almost reached the cave when he used his foot to flip her painfully onto her back. She curled into a little protective ball covering her face from his brutality. He kneeled beside her and took her face into his hands almost lovingly.
"You see my dearest little Mudblood that is unfortunately what happens to you when you do not obey me. So tell me are you going to be a good little slave now or shall I punish you a little more?" he questioned and Hermione shook her head vigorously tears still coming down her face and mixing with blood.
"Good. Now since I am such a gracious master I shall let you wash up in the stream before you go and find me some breakfast." Hermione nodded and started to get up but her grabbed her face in his hands again making her look him in the eye.
"And don't get it in you to run again because I will find you and I won't be easy on you next time." he said before disappearing into the trees.
Hermione crawled to the stream crying before she stuck her whole head under. When she came up for air blood dripped off of her and into the water and huge sobs racked her fragile body. She applied pressure to the place she knew was cut on her face and prayed the blood would clot quickly before the madman returned. She did manage it, so when he returned she was composed for the most part. He smiled down on her.
"Hello Mudblood. I found myself so breakfast but I need fire. Go and gather some fire wood and return here quickly. And I know I don't have to tell you not to travel very far."
Hermione nodded before heading into the woods. She moved as quickly as she could with her throbbing back and head. She gathered a small amount of fire wood and headed back for camp. She was almost to the clearing when a small plant that was hidden nearly under a hedge caught her eye. It looked like mint but on closer inspection she realized it was a main ingredient in most poisons. She thought about what she could do with it for a second before she headed away to the clearing, she would need to consider her options and a plan before acting on impulse. When she returned to the clearing with the wood Rookwood gave her a look that clearly said what took you so long. She ignored it and instead put the wood down in front of him before standing as far from him as possible.
"A fire doesn't build itself Mudblood" he said looking displeased. Hermione raised a brow.
"Yes I know but what do you want me to do about it" she said gritting her teeth slightly. He smiled at her unpleasantly.
"Why build me a fire of course. I am going to nip off for a second and when I come back that fire better be roaring. If it isn't you'll regret it" he said standing up.
"But I d-" she started but was cut off when the stick came down upon her again. She cried out in pain and fell to her knees before backing away toward the pile of sticks. He laughed and walked off. Hermione stared at the sticks trying to think of something she learned when she went to girl scouts. It had to do with rubbing sticks together she figured, at least that's what she seen on the television once. So she picked up to sticks and began to rub them together. She tried for nearly ten minutes to start a fire or a spark but nothing happened except that she got a rather large splinter. She cried out in frustration and pulled out her wand aiming it at the stupid pile of sticks and waving the wand like she was going to put on a candle. To her surprise the pile of sticks ignited. She stared at in wonder for a second, then she heard leaves crunching around so she hid the wand away and hunched around the fire like she was trying to get warm.
"I'm impressed Mudblood. I didn't think you could do it." He said sitting down by the fire, Hermione immediately scrambled away from him. He started laughing in amusement.
"You can go find yourself something to eat now. I suppose I need a somewhat healthy slave." he said and Hermione stood up quickly.
"Come back quickly incase I need you for something else." he said and she walked quickly into the trees.
She walked until she was far away from the clearing then she found herself a little alcove cut into a small mountain. She sat down and tried doing a simple water charm. She said the words but nothing happened. She tried a few more charms but nothing worked, so she tried the wordless spell to light a candle again, it worked. She sat thinking for a little while, before performing another spell that didn't require any words. Just as she was hoping it worked it was a little puff of smoke. Hermione squealed gleefully. You could only perform wordless magic. She tucked her wand away again before wandering around again. She found about a dozen different plants all with magical properties but she didn't pick any. Instead she found some fruit ate a little then returned back to the clearing. Rookwood was sprawled out on his back apparently taking a nap. Hermione thought for a moment trying to see if she knew any magic that would tie him up. She gave up after a few seconds and instead went into her little cave to reflect on the plants and their properties and what she could use them for.
Rookwood finally woke up and ordered Hermione to go and find him something to eat. So she got up and went out searching. She gathered a bunch of fruit, berries and a few roots and returned to the clearing. Hermione watched in disgust as he ate. She really hated him, and she wanted him to die a most painful death. If she could find some real mint then she could use the poisonous plant to mix together then with luck he would die a most painful death. She amused herself for a while imagining the different ways he could die. Finally he was finished and he dismissed her to find her own food. She went off back in the direction of her little clearing. She was going to go into it but she got the feeling that she was being watched or followed. She glanced slightly over her shoulder and caught sight of a cloak disappearing behind a tree. She narrowed her eyes before walking on. She went back to the fruit trees and ate silently. She knew he was watching her so she didn't dare look for anything that could help her. Instead she pretended she didn't notice him and then went back to the clearing. Obviously he wasn't there so she went and sat in her cave and waited.
It was dusk when he returned. He didn't say anything but he sat at the fire staring into the flames for a while. Then he turned and glared at her. Hermione just watched him.
"Go fetch us some more fire wood Mudblood" he sneered at her. Hermione swallowed hard, it was going to be completely dark in a few minutes. She stepped quickly into the now dark forest. She quickly grabbed as much wood as she could carry before running back into the clearing. Rookwood gave out a laugh.
"Whats wrong Mudblood scared?" he said in malice. Hermione just put the sticks by him and crawled into her little cave. She laid down in her pile of dried leaves and watched Rookwood as he fed the fire. After a while her eyes began to drift shut and soon enough she was asleep.