Remus Lupin looked more tired and worn than he normally did. He was watching all around him. He could hear Tonks fighting Bellatrix. When Draco ran into the office with a location, he grabbed his wife and ran. They were both terrified; they had to get there now. Bellatrix was known for torture and if Hermione was with them both she might be dying and fast. He saw the way Hermione flinched whenever Lucius moved suddenly. He could also see the bruises and cuts, the way she couldn't put all her weight on both hands, and the blood. Oh Merlin there was a lot of blood for a little teenage girl. He was horrified. What had he done to her? He took a step towards her. "I wouldn't do that." He stopped. Lucius Malfoy had his wand to Hermione. "If you step towards her again, I will kill her."
Hermione was busy fighting for consciousness. Her eyes were blacking out and the tingling had started in her legs and arms. Her head was ringing and her headache was not making things easy. She tried to look at her surroundings but it was becoming very difficult. Lucius was forcing her up. The pain was becoming blinding. She couldn't see where she was going. She couldn't hear what they were saying. She was going to die. Everything had caught up to her. She felt herself falling, hearing Lupin and someone else screaming. She was tumbling down, down, down. As her body rolled she heard sickening cracks and felt even more pain. She heard someone come after her. She opened her eyes to see two familiar faces. Hermione smiled to Tonks and Lupin before she let the darkness take her for the hundredth time in those five days.
Draco was fifteen. To this day he couldn't remember what he did. He just remembers his father coming into the room yelling at him. His mother in the background, pleading her husband to leave their only son alone. To not hurt him this time. He heard the slapped he gave his wife and turned back to Draco. Grabbed Draco by the ear and went straight to the floo. He saw the way his mother looked, terror. Where was his dad taking him? His father shouted out the name where he wanted to go. Draco looked at his father, terrified, Draco felt himself being flooed. The two words his father said kept ringing in his ears. "Lestrange Manor." He tripped out of the fireplace and saw his crazy aunt, just out of Azkaban, smiling at him like he was a piece of meat, ready to be carved.
Draco now was pacing. Pacing back and forth, back and forth. He hadn't stopped since Lupin went to find Hermione. Ron and Harry where also pacing. Funny take their best friend, his girlfriend and they become best friends. For the past five days it had been first name basis, sitting together, and crying together. They were all feeling the same thing, fear. What would she look like? How much pain would she be in? Is she alive? What had they done to her? Why was it taking so long? Where they not there? "Boys, I would like to have carpet in my office when Ms. Granger comes back." They all turned to look at the headmaster. Was he insane? "We all have our own way with dealing with things." Was his reply to the three blank stares he received. They all looked to each other, and then at the same time started pacing again. The fireplace roared with green light and Tonks stepped out. She looked like hell. She had cuts and bruises all over her face, arms, and legs. We had all turned to look at her and Dumbledore had gotten out of his chair. The fireplace roared again and out came Remus Lupin. He looked worse than Tonks but that wasn't what held everyone's attention. It was the bruised and bloodied girl in his arms. But even that wasn't what held the attention of the four men. It was the fact the body was stiff, unmoving, and limp in his arms. He held what looked like the lifeless body of Hermione Granger.