We arrived at the Malfoy manner. It's a lot bigger than Snape's place, but not as homey.

Lucius and Snape had been discussing something about Harry, but I couldn't quite hear what they said.

Once we arrived I was tied up and gagged.

Lovely.

"You will wait here Mudblood" Lucius spat at me.

"Um-umu-hm-hm-humm" I mumble, I really meant to say 'it's not like I can move, but as I have a dirty old rag in my mouth my annunciation isn't great.

SMACK.

I feel a fist collide with my face. I look up with watery eyes and see Lucius standing there grinning.

I can see Snape in the background he looks at me for a brief second before looking away.

He looks hurt. Wonder why, he's not the one just been punched.

I've finally come to the realisation that Snape does like me. And strangely enough, although there's no real physical attraction there, I like him too.

Well not exactly like.

More like…I don't hate him.

I feel safe when he is around, I don't know why but it's like there is at least two people here now that don't want me dead.

It's slightly comforting.

I'm sitting on a wooden chair in the centre of a red carpet in a great hall of some sort. Although my hair has fallen over my face, I can see through the gaps and it seems like this is some sort of meeting.

They're all probabily congregating here to watch me be tortured. Sick bastards.

All of a sudden the room goes quiet. I literally nearly crap myself, I am that scared.

A dark cloaked figure walks in and I already know its Voldermort. I wonder if he is still pissed with me about the whole wax/ Death Eater thing.

Hmmmm?

"Friends" he hisses. "Welcome".

All the other Death Eaters bow their heads in recognition.

"Today we have a guest," He indicates over to where I am sitting tied up.

I struggle to speak and he just smirks at me.

"Do you have something to say Miss Granger?" he asks.

"Ummm-hmmmm" I mumble again.

His laughter cuts through the air.

"As you all know Miss Granger her is one of Potters great friends, and it seems in taking her my plan has worked to lure him to us" he smiles.

WHAT? Harry has been caught? Surely not.

"He has been spotted near the area, and my sources tell me he is getting closer"

Phew. At least they don't have him yet, but if he carries on the way he is then Snape is right, it is only a matter of time.

"As for Miss Granger here…" he glares at me. "We no longer have any use for her."

WHAT. Great I'm going to die.

"You may have your fun, then dispose of her" he tells the hungry bunch of Death Eaters, before turning and leaving.

CRAP.

Lucius struts over to me and removes the gag from my mouth.

"Well, Well, Well," he sneers, "look what we have here. You don't know how long I have been waiting for this" he says as he bends down to lick the side of my face.

"Eat Shit" I growl at him.

He laughs. "Feisty little one isn't she".

A couple of the surrounding death eaters laugh now. They begin surrounding me in a closed circle. Even if I could escape I wouldn't make it far.

I can see Draco watching from the back of the room. He has a blank expression on his face, but he doesn't join in. Instead he glances right into my eyes, sneers and turns to walk up the stairs.

I'm really panicked now and I think it shows. The rowdy mob has started to tear at my clothes and soon I'll be sitting here in nothing but my bra and pants.

I feel so low. I wish they would just kill me and save the embarrassment.

Lucius walks over to hit me again. My head flops to one side; I don't have the strength to hold it up anymore.

"Enjoying this?" he asks rhetorically.

"Time of my life" I reply sharply.

"You have a smart mouth Miss Granger, it would do you good to keep it shut" he informs me.

"Like that's going to matter after tonight" I remind him.

"Good point" he says and hits me again.

"Pathetic" I mumble under my breath.

"What was that Miss Granger?"

Shit, he heard me.

"I said your PATHETIC" I blatantly say. "You call your selves the most feared, HA. You're not even brave enough to show your faces, instead hiding behind your Death Muncher masks. And to make yourselves feel like you are actually in control, you beat up an 18 year old girl. HA. And if that not pathetic I don't know what is."

They all just stare at me.

I hear laughing from somewhere behind the group.

I think it's…. No it can't be….Snape?

"Death Munchers!" He jokes, "You have to admit Lucius that's original." He is slowly making his way over to Lucius. There's an uncertain look in his eye.

I wonder if he is drunk.

"Severus" Lucius warns him drawing out his wand, "don't do anything you are going to regret".

Snape's reactions are faster, and before Lucius' wand is even level with his chest Snape has his own drawn and a curse flashes past me and hits Lucius in the chest.

Before I even begin to think about what is happening, the ropes that had me bound to the chair have loosened. I'm too scared to move; I look over at Snape and can see a look in his eye that is telling me to go.

Go where though?

I have no idea where I am running too, but I'm running none the less. I can't stop.

I make it outside and dive into one of the bushes.

Great. I had to pick the thorn bush. Bloody typical.

I can still hear the duel going on inside. Voldie must have disapparated because I'm sure if he was here he would be fuming.

I hope against all hope that Snape is OK.

The noise dies down and a dark figure stumbles in the doorway. I look up but don't move. I just watch as the shadowy man makes his way to the end of the drive. Right beside where I am hiding he stumbles and falls.

I see his face, a line of deep red blood trickles out of his mouth. His eyes fix onto mine.

"Snape" I whisper.

He just looks at me.

He looks so sad.

He's dying.

I can hear the rest of the group making their way outside.

Without thinking about the consequences I dive forward and grab onto his arm.

In a flash we are gone.