DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!!
Memoirs
Chapter 21
Midnight was upon them. Hermione had still not come down, nor calmed down, and Harry had not re-entered the building. He was leaning against a tree a few minutes from the shack, smoking his 30th cigarette since he left the shack 5 and a half hours ago. He was so wrapped up in his misery and guilt, he failed to notice the approaching shadows, nor hear the light occasional trampling of leaves and twigs.
As he stood on the cigarette butt and was about to suck up the courage to walk back into the house, he was smacked around the back of his head. Falling to the floor and trying to deny the excruciating pain in the back of his cranium, something heavy straddled him.
He desperately attempted to fight off the body on top of him but his wrists had been grabbed and were being bound tightly. A pair of feet stepped in his line of vision and he craned his neck to look up.
"Where's my wife, Potter?" spat Tom Riddle.
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The Order sat in silence, no one knowing exactly what should be said. But a rapping on the door shook them. Dumbledore sat upright in his chair and looked at the door in curiosity and slight fear. Leaving his chair, he walked to the door, wand drawn. His fingers and palm wrapped around the doorknob and twisted it. Before him, stood a beaten and bruised Harry Potter with Tom Riddle's wand pressing into his neck.
"Hello, Dumbledore."
"Hello, Tom. Let Harry go."
"No, I don't think I will." Riddle walked into the shack, keeping Harry close to him and Dumbledore walked backwards into the kitchen. As soon as He, Harry and Dumbledore were back in the kitchen, the Inner Circle came in as well, wands raised and pointing at people. As soon as they were in, 50 more men came in, wands also up.
"Drop your wands." Lucius Malfoy ordered to everyone. They complied. "Roll them over to us." Again, he was obeyed. 30 wands were rolled in their direction and with a flick of Riddle's wand, all were broken.
"Where's my wife?"
"We aren't going to tell you, Tom. Hermione is safe from you now."
"True, but does she really want to be here? With you...You who took away the one thing she had to live for?"
"How did you know?"
"We spoke. She told me how you tied her down, how you even used the Imperius Curse to make her drink the Abortion Potion, how she bled as our child was killed within her." with every word that passed from Riddle's lips, his anger doubled, and so did his need for revenge and to comfort his wife. "Now, I will ask one more time before I get violent. Where's Hermione?"
"And I will say one more time. We will not tell you."
Riddle held his wand to Harry's neck and cast a spell. Harry roared in pain as the Cruciatus Cruse burned through his veins.
"Tell me where she is!" Tom shouted over Harry's pained screams.
"We won't tell you!"
"Tell me!"
"Let Harry go!" Sirius begged. "Let my godson go!"
"Be quiet, Black." Lucius spat and cast a very nasty hex and Sirius' mouth was being sewn together.
"Well, if you won't tell me where she is, then I'll just have to look for her, won't I?"
"You'll do no such thing, Riddle." Moody barked.
"Mad-Eye, I'd be quiet if you don't want another limb lost. Or worse. Lucius, take Potter."
Tom pushed said boy onto the floor and Lucius placed his foot on Harry's ribcage, threatening to push.
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Hermione heard screams and shouts from downstairs but didn't move. They stopped and footsteps came closer to her door. The door handle turned and opened, bearing her to His eyes.
"Hermione?" he called. She looked over her shoulder and His thought was confirmed.
"Tom!" she cried, sitting up. He ran over to her and embraced her while she cried.
"It's alright, Hermione, it's alright."
"Th-Th-They took her from me! They took our baby!" she wept.
"I know, I know they did. It's alright. You'll be alright." He whispered in her ear. Hermione sobbed for a few minutes before she looked up at Him, tears wet on her cheeks.
"Why are you here?" she whispered.
"I've come to collect my wife." He said simply, standing up and taking her into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his waist as he walked them from the room and kept his arms tightly around her waist, whispering comforting things in the ear.
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The Death Eaters kept their wands trained on the Order members until footsteps were heard coming down the stairs. One of the lower Death Eaters looked at the stairs and announced that Tom had found Hermione. Dumbledore looked to the floor and shook his head sadly.
Tom entered the kitchen, carrying a sleeping Hermione. "Well, now I've got what I came for, we'll be off." He turned to Lucius and whispered, "Take them all."
With an authoritative click of Lucius' fingers, 2 Death Eaters jumped on every remaining Order member and bound them tightly and quick enough that they barely had time to resist. "Get off us!", "Leave me alone!" and "Let us go!" filled the room as the Death Eaters pulled their captives to their feet and marched them through the house, kicking and screaming - literally. Tom carried Hermione through the house, out the door and a little way into the forest.
"Darling?" he whispered in her ear. "Hermione, are you awake?" she groaned and pushed her head further into the juncture between his neck and shoulder. "It's alright. Just sleep. We'll be home when you wake up." He soothed in her ear, rubbing her back.
"Milord?" Lucius asked quietly, walking up to them.
"What is it, Lucius?"
"How...How is she?"
Tom just glared at the blonde and stopped walking. Turning to him, He snapped, "She was kidnapped, forced into having an abortion and her unborn child was killed from within her. How do you think she is?" and he walked off, leaving the Malfoy patriarch hurt and confused.