A/N Okay this is the second to last chapter! Well maybe. One of my awesome reviewers gave me an idea to end it on chapter 13 which would be totally cool but I'm not to sure how to do that. I think it's only going to be 12 chapters because I don't want to drag it out.

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Literally In Hell With: Draco Malfoy

Chapter 12

Worse then Hell

Hermione felt someone shaking her. She tried pushing them away but she wasn't very successful. Finally she opened her eyes to see what was going on. She saw that it was Draco. "Get up," he hissed. "It's time."

Hermione waved her arm for him to go away. Draco grabbed her arm and pulled her up. "Hey!" she managed to choke out. She pulled her arm away from him. "I'm up!" she snapped.

Draco looked taken back. "Well excuse me," he snapped back. He left Hermione by herself. She didn't need time to get ready. She hadn't changed her cloths since she got there, no one did. Once you were in Hell whatever you were wearing last was what you were stuck with. Hermione got up from the bed and walked into the next room where Ron and Draco had slept.

Ron was in the bathroom. He was splashing cold water on his face to help wake him up. Draco was sitting on an old couch waiting for everyone to get ready. "We're supposed to be outside in five minutes." Draco stated.

Hermione rubbed her eyes and quickly pulled away. She felt the missing skin around her left eye. Ron wiped his face with a towel and entered the room Draco and Hermione were in. "Ready?" he asked them. They nodded their heads and apparated outside of the building.

If the previous day had seemed crowded this had beaten it by a long shot. There was almost no room to move. The whole block was covered in witches and wizards. There were about ten lines where everyone was lining up. Hermione walked towards at witch at the end of one line and asked. "What are the lines for?"

"It's to get your mark, so we know who the Demons are."

Hermione looked at her curiously. "Demons seem err- very distinguishable."

The witch laughed. "You must be new. Some Demons can transform to look like us. The point of the tattoos is so you know when a Demon is trying to trick you."

"Wouldn't the demon see the tattoo?"

She shook her head. "No, no. Only we can see."

"Oh." Hermione turned and made a gesture to Ron and Draco to come on the line. She explained to them what was going on and they seemed to think it was a good idea. At least Draco pretended to.

Even though the line was extremely long in only a few minutes they had reached the front of the line. A young wizard was the one to give the tattoo.

It was Hermione's turn. "Please take your robe off." He said.

Hermione did as she was told. The man took his wand and put in on Hermione's arm and drew a red band around her arm. It stung only for a second. "Next!" he shouted.

Ron was the next one to step up. Draco watched as Ron threw his robe to the side. Draco gulped at that thought. He already had a tattoo and the thought of Hermione finding out about him made him gag."Next!" the man shouted again.

Draco stood up and turned his back to Hermione and Ron so they couldn't see his arm. He slowly took of his robe and threw it to the side.

"Already got a tattoo there?" the wizard said noticing the tattoo on his left arm.

Draco realized that he must have been before the time of the Dark Lord. Draco nodded his head. "I never got old enough to regret it," he joked.

The man laughed. "Well I hope you don't mind another one!" He drew the red line around Draco's arm. "Next!" he shouted.

Draco didn't move right away. "Am I allowed to put my robe back on?"

The man shook his head. "How do you expect anyone to see it if you have a robe on?"

"It's just that some people might find it offensive."

The man laughed. "Down here it's just a tattoo."

Draco nodded. He didn't believe that Ron or Hermione would think of it that way but he moved because the large man behind him was becoming impatient. He didn't go straight towards Hermione or Ron but walked towards a wall of a building and leaned against it.

Ron noticed Draco's actions and said, "I guess he's ashamed to be with us when there's actual wizards around."

Hermione watched Draco as he slouched his head so that he was looking at the ground. She saw that his left arm was hidden behind his back. She looked back at Ron. "I'll be right back." Ron looked at her curiously but didn't say anything.

Hermione always knew Draco would become a Death Eater. She just didn't expect him to be turned when he was still young. Even when he told her about him doing a job for the Dark Lord she still didn't think the Dark Lord would make him one. She felt strange about it at first, but she decided at a time like this it was a silly thing to think about.

Hermione leaned against the wall next to Draco. "Something wrong?" she asked.

"I'm fine," Draco hissed.

Hermione was silent for a few minutes. She was thinking of the right words to say. "Do you want me to leave?"

"No," he whispered. He didn't look up at her. He still had his focus on the ground.

There were a few more minutes of silence before Hermione spoke again. "Everyone makes mistakes," she said.

Draco didn't answer her but continued to stare at the ground. Suddenly there was a loud sound and everyone looked to see what it was. It was Gryffindor. He was floating above the crowd and had his wand to his neck. "Everyone!" his voice echoed loudly through the crowd. "If you would all please follow me so we can get this battle started!"

There was a loud roar from the crowd as they cheered with anticipation. Gryffindor started to float down the street and everyone followed him. Everyone was talking and the noise was almost unbelievable. They reached the edge of the city and the large crowd came to a stop. "Do you see anything?" Hermione whispered to Draco.

Draco shook his head. "We're too far away."

"Thanks for waiting for me." It was Ron.

"No problem," Draco whispered.

"Sorry!" Hermione said. "We got caught up in the crowd!"

Ron just shrugged. The crowd started to move forward. It was slow but eventually they reached the front. There was a giant hole in the ground. There was a red circle around it. The circle was there to make sure no one accidentally fell into it. In pairs of four the wizards and witches would jump down into the hole. Slytherin watched to make sure that everyone got in it properly. Hermione was sure Gryffindor was on the other side.

It was Hermione, Draco, and Ron's turn. Another random witch joined in with them. Draco and Ron held each of Hermione's hands and Ron held the other witch's hand. On the count of three they all jumped together.

They landed on a red slide. Soon everything went black and all they could feel was the wind blowing against them and the smoothness of the slide on their backs. Suddenly they felt their legs going up in the air. Instead of going down they started to go up! They were going just as fast as before. After a few seconds a circle of light was seen. It became bigger and bigger until they were thrown out and onto the hard surface.

"Get up!" someone shouted. The four of them jumped to their feet and moved out of the way just in time. Another group of wizards had just landed.

They where in what seemed like an even bigger wasteland then the 'base'. There were no signs of any plant life. The ground was hard dirt that had large bumps in it. The sky was an orange color and the only landmark in sight was a large castle.

The castle was almost comical. It was something that would be seen in some cheesy horror book. It was large and gray. There was a drawbridge leading up to it. It of course had the large towers and the pointy roofing. There was some kind of creature that circled the top of it.

"Scary," Draco joked.

Hermione frowned. "I'm sure it is."

The last group of wizards arrived, including Slytherin. Once everyone was settled in, the crowd started to move forward.

"So this is the strategy?" Draco hissed. "We're just going to march right in the open land and hope no one sees us?"

"Have a better idea?" Ron snapped.

Draco glared at him. "Yeah we can use morons like you as a distraction so the people who can actually do spells can fight."

"You mean purebloods like you?" Ron hissed. He was glaring at Draco's arm.

Draco quickly turned his left arm so the tattoo wasn't in view anymore. "No," Draco said quietly.

Hermione nudged Ron in the chest. "This isn't the time," she whispered.

"When is the time?" Ron snapped.

"Don't talk to her like that!" Draco shouted. He stopped in front of Ron a pointed his wand at him. "You've always treated her like crap. The way she obviously liked you and all you did was say how annoying she is and how she's a know-it-all!"

Ron pointed his wand back at Draco. "What about you? You think you're so much better? You're the one who always calls her a mudblood!"

"I'll kill you," Draco threatened. "I'll-" Draco felt himself being pulled away. He looked and saw that it was Slytherin who was tugging him.

"Do you think it is a smart idea to be arguing with him at this moment?" he asked.

Draco just starred at him.

Slytherin sighed. "Did you realize that all the purebloods who aren't on earth are in Hell? More then half of these wizards are purebloods. Just work with them until we defeat the demons. Then we can annihilate all that is un-pure."

Draco looked at him blankly. "Do you mean that after all this time blood still means something to you?"

"It's not the blood!" he snapped. "Those filth have been destroying the wizarding world for ages! They think that since they came from muggles that we should be able to live with muggles…"

Draco pulled away from him. "Well aren't we here?"

He made a forced laugh. "Barely. I'm sure once the war is over they'll try to get rid of us."

"I think we should give it a try."

Slytherin looked down at him. "Aren't you from the Black family?"

Draco nodded his head. "And the Malfoy."

"Ah they go back generations. I guess Hell has softened you up." Slytherin grinned.

"I guess so," Draco said. The crowd came to a sudden stop and Draco ended up walking into the person in front of him. "Sorry," he whispered.

Everyone seemed to tense up. Draco noticed that everyone held their wands tightly in their hands. He quickly did the same. Draco suddenly noticed how large the castle was. It was probably the biggest thing he has yet to see in Hell.

"Look up!" someone shouted.

Draco looked up and saw that the things floating over the tower started to dive towards them. Slytherin grinned. "Kill everyone one of them!" he shouted to the crowd. Then he leaned back to Draco. "Try only using the removal spell."

Draco nodded his head and made a note to kill as many as possible. Suddenly he saw at large black demon with wings that had to be at least twelve feet long diving towards him. Draco took out his wand and shouted, "Annihilati"

He looked over to see what Slytherin's reaction to his disobedience would be but he was gone. The whole crowd went into an uproar. There where hundreds of the bat demons flying everywhere. Draco saw a witch being flung into the sky. He quickly pointed his wand into the air and shouted, "Vangst!" The woman stopped falling and Draco lowered her to the ground and continued on his way.

He pushed his way through the crowd to get to where the bridge to the castle was. He didn't want to waste his time on the flying demons. He wasn't the only one who thought that way.

Draco apparated on the other side of the mote because the bridge was backed up. He glanced around and saw that there were already people going into the castle. He wasn't to glad that he got split up with Hermione but he was sure she could take care of herself.

Draco ran into the castle and almost pasted out when he got inside. The place was even bigger then he imagined! He couldn't even see the ceiling it was so far up. There were probably over a thousand different staircases. Draco couldn't even start to think how many rooms there were. The castle was a maze.

He didn't have much time to think where he should go. A large demon came charging at him. "Annihilati!" he shouted. He continued forward. He past the first set of stairs he saw because he was sure that all of the other wizards and witches would have gone up them. He continued forward.

By this time the whole castle was filled with demons and wizards. Everywhere he looked there was a battle going on. Draco ran past everyone and opened a door that was on the other side of the castle. He ran threw it and slammed it shut. He was lead into a small room that was empty except for a twisting staircase. Draco ran up it.

He was led to another small room that had too doors. He took the one closest to him and walked through it. He found himself on the fifth floor and right back in the action. Draco threw out a few more curses before continuing. He ran up another set off stairs. When he got to the top there was no floor only a ceiling that had a door on it. Draco tried pushing open the door but it wouldn't budge. He pushed one more time and the door flung opened. Draco pulled himself through and found out he crawled right onto the first floor!

Draco pushed himself up and saw Hermione lying on the floor. He quickly ran over to her and helped her up. "This is no time to be lying around!" he shouted.

"I'm not! I was just standing and suddenly the floor went up and flung me off!" Hermione seemed shocked.

"Sorry," Draco said.

"Annihilati!" Hermione yelled, hitting a demon behind Draco. "For what?"

"I'll tell you later." Draco grabbed Hermione's arm and they started to run across the castle. Draco ran up a staircase and pulled Hermione along with him.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

Draco pointed up to the never-ending ceiling. "He has to be up there."

"Who?" Hermione asked.

"Satan of course!" Draco snapped.

Hermione pulled away from him. "Wait why do we have to go after him?"

"I thought you were supposed to be brave."

"I am! I'm just not foolish!" Hermione snapped.

Draco laughed. "Bravery is foolish." He grabbed her arm once more and pulled her through the riot of people. He entered another room. Once both of them where in it the door behind them slammed shut and disappeared.

"Shit!" Draco yelled. He scanned the room and there was no other way out. It was completely empty.

Hermione started pounding on the walls.

"Do expect to break it down?" Draco asked sarcastically.

Hermione sighed. "If you haven't noticed by now this castle is one of those castles that has trap doors." She pounded the wall once more and it began to shake. Hermione took a step back and the wall moved to revel an elevator.

"What the bloody hell is that?" Draco said. Because of his wizarding heritage he had never seen an elevator like that before.

The elevator's doors slide open and Hermione stepped in. "Come on!" she shouted.

Draco ran in right before the doors closed. "We want to go to the top right?"

Draco nodded his head. Hermione pressed the button that had the number 666 on it. "We have a while to go." The elevator started to move upward and there started their long journey to Satan.

Draco slouched against the elevator wall. "What is that annoying sound?" Draco asked. In the air there was a soft hum of music that was overly calming and kept on repeating itself.

"Welcome to the world of elevator music." Hermione said sarcastically.

Hermione found herself on the floor of the elevator starring at the buttons as they lit up. "Only 478 more to go!" she said.

Draco hit the back of his head on the wall. "This is so boring!"

"No wonder why Satan never visits Hell." Hermione said. They moved up another two floors. Once they reached the 300th floor Hermione found that Draco was sleeping. Soon her eyes began to close.

Hermione saw a bright light coming towards her. The ground around her began to fade away as she floated closer and closer to the light. She reached her arm out. She wanted to grab the light and pull herself forward. She could feel the peace and complete happiness taking over her body. She would never be sad again. She came closer to the white fluffy clouds. She was almost there. She stretched her arm out waiting for someone to grab her. Then from out of the clouds came a red arm that grabbed her wrist. His grip was so hard Hermione felt her arm beginning to break. She started to scream. The thing pulled her up so that they where face-to-face. It was the devil. His yellow eyes pierced her soul and all happiness faded. It laughed as it saw the misery taking over her. Then he let go of her and Hermione went falling right back to Hell.

Hermione's eyes shot open. Her face was sweating and her body was hot. It was only a dream. Hermione looked up at the numbers and saw they where at the 665th floor. She turned to Draco and shook him so he would wake up. "We're almost there!" she hissed.

Draco opened his eyes and became alert once again. They both stood up from the floor and starred at the doors waiting for them to open. The doors slowly slid open leading them to a dark empty hallway. Hermione grabbed Draco's hand and both of them walked out of the room.

The hallway only went straight. They were coming to an end of the maze. They slowly walked forward. Their eyes scanned every inch making sure nothing was going to attack them.

The hallway's floor was lined with red carpet. The walls where covered in pictures of not demons, but humans. In one pitcher there sat a family. There was a mother, father, and a son. They all had jet-black hair and blue eyes. The parents starred blankly while the child smiled.

They came to the end of the hallway. There stood a door that was just waiting to be opened. Hermione went to open the door but Draco stopped her. "I want to tell you something before we go in."

Hermione nodded her head.

Draco wanted to tell her that he would do anything to protect her or he would rather be annihilated then see her get hurt but all that came out was, "The time I've spent with you it wasn't so bad."

Hermione smiled. "Same here."

"Be careful," Draco said.

"You too." Hermione squeezed Draco's hand. She let go of it and opened the door.

They entered the room and saw it was a bedroom. It was circular. There where no windows and the only door was the one they came through. There was a very large bed on the left side. It had a large canopy. It was mainly red satin outlined with purple lace. On the bed sat a very small boy. His back was turned to them and it seemed like he was playing with something.

The boy turned around to look at his visitors. His eyes where bright blue, he was the boy in the picture. He smiled at the two of them. He made a hand gesture for them to come over.

"Come play with me." The boy's voice was high-pitched but lacked the innocence of a child.

Hermione started to walk over but Draco pulled her back. "Remember what Slytherin said," he whispered.

Hermione wasn't listening. She seemed like she was in a trance. "We need to save him," she said. She pulled away from Draco and slowly moved forward. Draco watched as she neared the boy. Something caught his attention. He saw what the boy was playing with it was the heads of their leaders, Gryffindor and Slytherin!

"Hermione no!" he shouted. "Come back it's a trap!"

"Don't listen to him," the boy said. "I just want to play."

Draco knew there was only one way he could stop this he took out his wand and pointed it towards the boy. The boy shot his head towards Draco. His pleasant face disappeared. It was replaced with a distorted pitch-black face. Half of it looked burned off. Hermione snapped to her sense when she saw this and took out her wand too. It was to late the child was already aiming a spell towards Draco.

Its hands had huge red circle of flames in them. It pulled its arms back. It was getting ready to throw at Draco. Draco was in shock. He couldn't move. He knew the child was evil but he didn't expect this. Suddenly he saw to red balls flying towards him.

"No!" Hermione screamed. She ran and pushed Draco out of the way causing to hit her instead. Her body began to spas and twist in all directions. Then suddenly smoke rose from her body and she disappeared leaving a small red X floating where her body was. "No," Draco said. His eyes began to swell up. She was gone. Gone forever. There wasn't even a body to say goodbye too.

Thoughts of Hermione flooded his mind. He remembered all the good and the bad times they had together. Oddly all the good times had happened in Hell. Then he realized why Hermione suddenly made him feel so strange. He was in love with her. Draco's body began to fill with rage. The Devil took away the one thing he truly every loved.

He looked back at the Satan. It was back in a form of it child. It was watching him. It's blue eyes periced Draco. Draco knew it was reading his every thought. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Draco shouted. "I'M GOING TO SHOW YOU WHAT REAL SUFFERING IS!"

Suddenly the boy started to laugh. It wasn't a child's laugh but it was deep and dark. "Stupid boy," it said. "Do you really think you can defeat me?"

Draco grinned. "All talk and no play kills the devil, Annihilati!" Draco hit the devil straight in the chest sending it backwards into the wall. The devil hit it leaving a large dent as it fell. It started to twist and scrum. Suddenly a long black tail shot out of it. Its body began to expand into a large black muscular shape. The final step was two red horns that shot out of the top of its head. It shot it's head up and starred at Draco with its two yellow eyes.

"So you think a simple spell will kill me?" The devil asked. It jumped up and landed on its feet in front of Draco. "Pain is pleasure to me." It went to grab Draco's neck but Draco was quick. He ducked out of the way and rolled to the other side of them room.

Pain is pleasure. Draco thought. Then pleasure must be pain! Draco grinned as the devil approached him.

"Looking forward to becoming nothing?" the devil asked.

"I'm just looking forward to seeing you laugh," Draco said, "Rictusempra!"

The devil fell to the floor as the tickling curse hit. He started yelping with pain.

Draco laughed. "I thought a simple curse couldn't hurt you." He bent down and spat in the devil's face.

Suddenly the devil stopped and grabbed for Draco. Draco once again ducked out of the way. He stood up at the same time the devil did. "You may be big but you sure are slow!" Draco taunted. He wanted the Devil's death to be humiliating. "Have you ever fallen in love before?" Draco asked. He felt a sudden sting in his heart but quickly shook it away. He needed to be fully concentrated.

The devil laughed. "Love is for the weak. Look what it's done to you."

Draco shook his head. "Tisk tisk," he said, "I think you should know what love feels like." Draco was about to perform the final spell but the devil lunged at him. Draco wasn't ready for this. The Devil swung his tail around hitting Draco directly across the chest. He was smashed against the wall. The devil pulled his hand back and dug into straight into Draco's chest.

"Try loving without a heart!" it hissed.

The pain was unbearable. Draco felt the devil twisting his heart slowly so it took longer to break. With all of the energy he had left he took his wand and pointed it at the devil. "LIEBEHATE VALLEN!"

The devil shot back and clutched its chest. There was a loud thumping sound. Its heart was beating. The devil look down at its chest then up at Draco. Tears where forming in his eyes as he felt emotions that he never felt before. "What have you done?" he cried.

"I've taught you to love," Draco said. His chest was still wide open but the pain had stopped. His heart had already begun to reattach itself. Draco stood up and walked over to where the devil was.

The devil started to transform back to the child of no older then five. Draco looked down at the child with the jet-black hair and bright blue eyes. "Please," it said a smile boy like voice. It was still holding onto its chest. "Please don't hurt me." It started to cry even harder.

Draco knew these where real feelings but he also knew they where only because of a spell. He starred down at the boy. He showed no emotion as he said the final words, "Annihilati!" The boy began to swell. He screamed. Draco didn't listen. He just starred at him and waited for him to be annihilated just like Hermione was.

The red X appeared. It was larger then any he had seen before. It burned a bright red before fading away. Once it was gone the castle began to tremble. Draco flung out his arms so he could hold his balance. The walls around him began to crumble. The castle was being destroyed. Draco should have run to the door. He should have tried to escape the terrible pain he was about to face but he didn't. He stood there and waited for the castle to collapsed. He wanted to fall down all six hundred and sixty six floors.

The floor underneath him began to collapse. He saw himself falling. He didn't care. All he could think of was Hermione. How many years he could have spent with her if he had only seen past blood. How stupid he was to like people based on their parents. It was his parent's faults. If they never had brought him up that way. He wanted to hate them but he couldn't. He knew it wasn't their fault either. They were brought up the same way. Nothing mattered anymore. He couldn't save his parents and he couldn't save Hermione.

As he fell down the six hundred and sixty six floors he wished their was some way he could go back to earth and tell everyone how stupid they where. Everything they were doing was pointless. A lifetime spent on Earth was like a hour in Hell. He knew it would never work. Everyone needed someone to hate. It wasn't in human nature to be kind. Him and Hermione would never have come together if it weren't for the hate they shared towards Hell. There could be no love without hate.

The ground came quicker then Draco had expected. He felt his body smashing against the rubble of the castle. Everything was quite for a few moments. Draco decided he would never leave that spot. He could spend the rest of his time in Hell there.

Suddenly he heard cheers.

"Satan's gone! He's destroyed!"

"Who killed him?"

"It was Malfoy!"

"Malfoy! Malfoy! Malfoy!"

Draco felt someone grab his arm. He was being pulled up. Draco tried reaching for something to grab onto. He didn't want to get up. Why were they doing this to him?

"Malfoy!" It was Ron. "Malfoy you did it!"

Draco didn't say anything. He let himself fall against Ron. There was a crowd of people, it seemed like everyone in Hell, cheering. They where all so happy when there was nothing to be happy about.

"Malfoy?" Ron asked. "What's wrong?" He pulled Malfoy off of him put was still holding him up.

"Hermione's gone." He whispered.

"What? I'm sure she's fine." Ron tried comforting him.

Draco pushed away from him. "You don't understand. She's gone!"

"What are you talking about?" Ron looked at him with disbelief.

Draco turned away from him. He started to walk away from the cheering crowd. He was leaving all of it behind. None of those people would ever be saved. He felt sorry for them but even more for himself because he knew he would never let himself be saved.

The crowd suddenly stopped cheering. Draco was glad. They should have never cheered in the first place. Maybe they would learn there were worse things then spending eternity in Hell.

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