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Chapter 11 "Escape"

After she was roughly pushed inside the door locked again. Hermione hit it with frustration.

"How dare he? He will pay" she kept on muttering to herself.

She went and sat at the edge of the bed. Tears of rage were now falling down her cheeks. She cursed Malfoy down to the blistering fire of hell.

She then lay down on the bed, and cried herself to sleep.

Hermione woke up to the sound of a weird noise. She could tell it was still dark outside.

She sat up quickly, glancing at the place where the noise came from.

It came from the wall. Hermione got up and walked towards the wall. She was about five feet away from it when suddenly the wall swung open. Or rather a door on the wall swung open.

Hermione took a step back and was going to release a scream when she saw who walked through the door.

Suddenly the fear was replaced with anger at the sight of his piercing gray eyes. He stood there a second, deliberating what to do next.

Then he took a step forward. Hermione took one back. Next to where she was standing was the dresser with a bunch of accessories on the surface. She quickly grabbed a brush, now it wasn't as useful as her wand would be but…

"Granger," Draco said as he took one more step towards her.

Hermione threw the brush at him; it hit him hard on the shoulder.

"Ow!" Draco said grabbing at his shoulder.

"Don't get any closer," Hermione warned as she grabbed something else from the dresser.

Draco smirked and took another step forward. Hermione threw the object at him, and he dodged it. She grabbed something else and slung it at him. Again he stepped out of thw way just in time.

She then grabbed a rather heavy glass perfume flask. She held it up high and was preparing to strike, but Draco's expression caught her off guard.

"Hermione, please." He said his voice pleading as he was going to take another step towards her.

But when she raised her arm higher he rocked back on his heels.

"What are you doing here you filthy traitor."

Draco frowned. "I dint betray you. Granted, I used you. But I didn't betray you."

Hermione snorted her face a mix of a grimace and a sarcastic smile. "Oh right, we just happened to stumble into the Dark Lord's lair right?"

Draco winced. "No…" he knew there was a second part to his brilliant retort, but he couldn't quite recall it, not while he looked into Hermione's hurt eyes.

Hermione arched an eyebrow. "Then?"

Suddenly a loud crash was heard in the distance. Draco stiffened. He then quickly walked to Hermione, catching her hand quickly in his so she couldn't hit him with the flask. He set it down and turned around and started to walk back to the wall, Hermione in tow.

"What? Where?" Hermione knew this had to be a joke, a cruel joke to give her some sort of hope that they would then love to shatter.

She pulled her arm back hard, escaping his grip.

"I'm not going anywhere, especially not with you.' She crossed her arms across her chest.

Draco looked at her impatiently; they were running out of time.

"Please," he said again, the urgency in his voice startling her.

"Why? Give a reason why I should. A very good reason." She said.

He sighed. What in the world could he tell her?

"Cuz I'm saving your life, Granger. That's why." He said as he tried to grab her arm. But she stepped back.

"I'm really getting tired of this game." He said.

Hermione smirked. "What game?"

Draco shook his head. "Do you want to get out of here alive? With no blood missing from you veins?'

Hermione scowled at him.

"Come on," he said again.

"I'm still waiting to hear the reason."

"What do you want me to tell you?" he asked brusquely.

Suddenly Hermione's eyes filled with tears. "I just want to know that you will not lie to me anymore. I want to know the truth. I want to hear you say that I can trust you, but I want you to mean it."

Draco frowned, now feeling her pain.

Suddenly all trace of fury left his face; leaving him looking all somber like he had yesterday's morning.

He walked up to Hermione slowly and cautiously, as if asking for her permission, as to not frighten her.

He then wrapped his arm around her and held her tight. Hermione, feeling more vulnerable than ever, melted right into his chest. She wished she had the power to push him apart. But she couldn't. She wouldn't.

She started to sob. Draco held her closer. He kissed her temple gently.

"I never lied to you. And I already told you that I didn't bring you here. I never meant to hurt you." He then pulled back a bit and placed a hand on each of her cheeks. He looked deeply into her eyes.

"We need to get out of here," he said softly. "Come with me, Hermione. I promise I will get you to safety. And after I do that I promise to tell you everything, to answer each and all of your questions, ok?"

Hermione knew she had no choice. Not because there was nothing left for her to do, she could have pushed him away, yelled at him, slapped him and even curse at him. But she didn't, she knew she couldn't. When she started back into his grey eyes she felt something deep inside her stir.

It was a warm and yet scary feeling. She had never felt it before, so she didn't know how to react to it. but she knew that that feeling had something to do with the blonde that was now standing right in front of her.

As Hermione analyzed that feeling, Draco leaned in a softly kissed her.

The kiss was so gentle, full of longing. It was sweet too.

She kissed him back hesitantly, but reacted when he deepened the kiss. He was leading her down a way she had never gone through. She had never been kissed like that, and Merlin, she had never answered like that to a guy's touch.

She blushed. Draco, feeling the sudden warmth under his hands, pulled back and looked at Hermione. She slowly opened her eyes.

When she did, they were bright and shiny. Draco felt his heart skip a beat. He slowly smiled at her.

She smiled weakly back.

"Is that enough of a reason to you?" Draco asked somewhat smugly.

Hermione glared at him before smirking.

"Yeah, well. It wasn't that bad." She said.

Draco laughed softly. "Now will you come with me?"

Hermione sighed and nodded her head. Suddenly the loud crash was herd again.

"Come on," Draco said grabbing at her arm.

"Wait!" Hermione said. She looked down at the ridiculous dress she was still wearing. "I should change."

Draco shook his head. "No time." He said.

Hermione gave up; she knew she wouldn't make him stop. So she grabbed her clothes and tennis shoes and put them into a pillowcase. She would change later.

They walked into the passage, and the wall closed behind her.

"How do you know about this?" Hermione whispered as she got closer to Draco.

"It's Malfoy Manor. Of course I know about all the passages. Lucky for us, only the Malfoys know about most of them."

Hermione grabbed Draco's hand. "We are in Malfoy Manor? As in in England?' she asked, excited now.

"Yeah." Draco answered, not paying much attention. It was distracting enough to be walking sneaking and holding her hand.

He shook his head as if to clear his thoughts.

'I'm going nuts," he thought to himself.

"Where are we going?" she asked after a bit.

"I'm trying to find the way out. Then from there we'll see." He said.

"You don't know where we are going?!" Hermione almost yelled.

Draco stopped to glare at her. "Be quiet," he hissed.

Hermione nodded and pursed her lips.

They made their way around another corner.

"Can we at least stop so I can change my shoes?" she asked in a whiny voice.

Draco rolled her eyes. But stopped and nodded.

Hermione took her tennis shoes out from the pillowcase and slipped off the high heels she was wearing. They were pretty, but a girl could handle so much.

She didn't bother to ask about changing her clothes. First of all, she wasn't that willing to take her clothes off in front of Draco, and she also had a feeling she would have be much colder in her clothes than in the huge dress.

So they resumed walking.

"We have to cross that hallway. Than we get into another passage that lead out side the Manor." Draco said to Hermione.

In order to cross the hallway they had to get out of the passage they were now in.

But Draco forgot to mention something, something that Hermione noticed right away.

They wouldn't just cross the hallway right after they walked out of the passage. They had to walk down the hallway.

Once they were out of the first passage, they started to walk down the hallway, when all of a sudden they saw a shadow coming towards them.

Draco cursed under his breath. There was nowhere to hide, and the passage door was now far back behind them

It seemed that whoever was coming toward them was alone, so Draco took out his wand, pressed Hermione and himself against the all and prepared to attack.

However, he threw the spell a bit too soon, so the man knew he was being attacked.

Hermione rolled her eyes. Just then a red light was traveling toward them. Hermione yelped and jumped out of the way, pulling Draco with her. She fell on top of him

"Ow." Hermione said, shocked.

"Hermione, darling. Next time you want to be on top of me make sure that its when we are out of danger, and do ask first." He said struggling to his feet.

Hermione glared at him as he pulled her up.

But wasn't too long before they were being attacked again. They jumped out of the way just in time, this time Draco fell on top oh Hermione.

"Now who is on top?" Hermione said, but her sarcasm was a bit marred due to the fact that the wind had just being knocked out of her.

Draco glared at her as he once again got up and pulled Hermione up.

This time Draco pointed his wand at the man, but the man made Draco's want fly out of his hands. It now lay broken at his feet.

"Fuck." Draco muttered.

"That's an understatement." Hermione said looking at the wand.

Draco glared at her as they started to run.

"Ok you powerful ancient witch," Draco said to Hermione. "Get us out of here."

"I don't have my wand."

"Hermione, the only reason why the Dark Lord wants your powers are because you don't need your wand," he said as he frantically looked for a way out.

He then spotted a door, which lead to a guest bedroom. He opened the door and pushed Hermione in.

"But I don't know how to use the powers." She said as if stating the obvious, which truth to be told, she was.

"Just concentrate Hermione, please." Draco said, now more worried

Hermione closed her eyes and tried to look for some force. She studied her feelings, even had a walk down memory lane, bit she couldn't really find anything.

She then remembered how every time she felt to emotional about something, some sort of huge force would feel at the pit of her stomach. So she tried to remember what it was that she felt.

"Hermione…" Draco said as he heard steps outside the door.

Hermione just squeezed her eyes shut harder. She then concentrated on what had happened to her the past weeks. She remembered attending Draco when he had had a fever. Fighting with him. She remembered when they had kissed at the top of the Space Needle. She remembered how she felt when she thought he had betrayed her.

"Hermione…"

The way he had looked when he had said sorry to her in the dining room.

"Granger…"

The way he had come to her rescue.

"Granger…"

And the way they had kissed in the room.

"Granger!" Draco suddenly yelled as the door swung open. He ran and grabbed Hermione's hand.

Suddenly, all the windows and anything made out of glass around them shattered. The door had exploded out.

The force appeared to come from Hermione. She reacted like a bomb.

Draco put his arms around her and held her tight. Hermione, unaware of what was going on, was still stuck in her thoughts.

Suddenly the force inside her was too much. She blacked out.

Draco felt her body go limp in his arms. He looked at her and found that she had fainted.

They had to get out of there.

Suddenly Draco could hear voices, shouts and footsteps getting closer. He looked at the large window.

He picked Hermione up bridal style and jumped out the window. Although they were in the second floor, luckily they had been inside the room that was right on top of the kitchen. If you jumped out the window you would land on a piece of room that stuck out from the kitchen. It was a porch.

Draco jumped from the porch rooftop and ran towards the forest. He had to get her to safety. But he had to go back too. He just couldn't leave yet.

He set Hermione on the ground, hidden by the leaves of plant around her. He than ran back to the house. He would go another way around, to make it seem like if he had come from his room.

He looked back at Hermione once more before walking into the house. He had to find and owl and some paper.

He would tell Harry Potter and Dumbledore were to find her.

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