Authors note before we continue with that chapter: Finally it's the chapter where we see Draco and Hermione conversing. If you thought this was going to be one of those Dramiones where Draco falls in love with her as soon as he sees her, or tells her he loved her in Hogwarts then stop reading( but still review ;P)! The relationship has to develop, because Draco isn't the type of person to fall in love with someone below his social class (because he is very prejudice. Draco might grow to love Hermione but it will take a few chapters to make it realistic. Rate and review pleaseeeeeee.

The food that the little elf had cooked was delicious, Hermione ate it up fast, she hadn't realised how hungry she had been. She smiled contently, if this was how her life would end, underneath the house of her enemy at least she would die with these the taste of the wonderful cooking in her mouth. However this thought gave her little comfort when she heard the door opening and the silhouette of Draco Malfoy approach. She wanted to cower in the corner and scream at him to go, but Hermione was a Gryffindor, so she didn't even flinch as he started walking towards her teasingly slow.

"Hello Granger," he smirked "I trust you're enjoying your stay."

"It's been fantastic, just great, my dream holiday was to stay in a cold ,dark room, below your house," Hermione told him sarcastically. Suddenly Draco appeared in front of her, "treat your superiors with some respect mudblood," he growled "don't you dare give me snide, sarcastic remarks, you will do as I say!"

Hermione looked at him straight between the eyes and spat in his face. Draco screamed in rage, "How dare you treat me like that, I'm going to have to teach you some manners Granger!"

Her grabbed her by the hair and pushed her against the wall. Then to Hermione's horror he took out a blade. "Do you know what I use this knife for Mudblood?" He laughed cruelly "I use it to cut up the faces of the death eaters, to make them look more terrifying."

Hermione struggled against his grip, " Now I'm going to cut your pretty little face up," Draco pressed the blade into Hermione's cheek and the young witch felt the warm blood slowly trickle down to her chin.

Suddenly a loud scream sounded from upstairs and Draco stopped. "We'll finish this conversation later mudblood," he spat and stormed out.

Hermione was left at the cowering at the corner of the room, hating Malfoy for making her feel so helpless and pathetic.

Draco stormed up the stairs smirking as he remembered the fear on the mudblood's face. He heard the scream again and he ran toward the sound. Running through the long and winding corridors he finally found the source of the screams, a small house elf. She was crying in the corner the corridor as Bellatrix hit her. "How dare you!"

"What has she done?" Draco asked his aunt

"She had been giving that mudblood food, which I strictly forbade her to do!" Bellatrix shouted, without looking at Draco.

"I'll take care of her," Draco rolled his eyes and helped the elf up who looked even more scared than before. He took her hand in his and hurried towards the servant's quarters. He stood in front of the kitchens and turned to face her, "Never disobey orders again." The little elf nodded silently. " I would have let Bellatrix do as she wanted with you, but you are decent at your job here, which is more than I can say for other house elves," Draco explained his actions " This is your final chance…"

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After being held at gunpoint interrogated and held in a small cell, the muggles decided that Luna and Neville were indeed Hermione's friends and were not a danger.

" I think Hermione would have wanted us to go ahead with the plan," the man at the head of the table said.

" No, she would have wanted us to go after her, and we don't know anything about the magic world, how to get there or where to go, we need her!" another argued.

Neville finally stood up " What is going on? Nobody has told us anything about this."

A woman in a striped suit and a neat bob smiled " I'm sorry, but Hermione told us not to tell her wizard friends what was going on.

"I and Luna are the only ones at this table who know our way around the 'wizard world'. Whether you want to save Hermione or go ahead with your plan your plan you are going to need a honest and honourable wizard, and I can tell you there aren't many of those alive. You either tell us now or we'll be on our way," Neville said calmly.

After heated debates and a few punches were thrown it was decided, they would be told the plan.

"We are going to kill Tom Riddle or Voldemort as he calls himself."

Neville's blood froze, there muggles were fools, they would surely die, because Neville was certain that they didn't know the first think about the wizard.

But Neville didn't know that the muggles were no fools they may well be able to win the battle, if they had a wizard to help them.