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Draco whipped round and saw his father.
"Father?"
Lucius walked past Draco and over to Hermione.
"Draco I thought your Mother and I had made it clear we didn't want you mixing with this sort, let alone kissing them."
He pointed at Hermione. Draco glared at him,
"Father why would you do-"
He was cut off because Lucius dissaparated, Hermione with him. -
Hermione felt that horrible sensation in her stomach and she felt her feet lift the ground. Within a few seconds, she was back, tied to a hard chair in a dark room. She caught a glimpse of Lucius slamming the door then the room was black. Her cuts stung painfully and once again she could only darkness.
Draco was furious with himself for letting Hermione go once again. He looked desperately around the cellar and his eyes fell on a broomstick. He took a deep breath and ran to it, swinging his right leg over it. He knew exactly where to go. Twinight Drive. He kicked off the ground and flew upwards. He admired the view, the sky was indigo and a couple of stars glowed above him. Twinight Drive was a couple of minutes away from his house so it didn't take him long before he landed rather inelegantly in a bush outside the entrance. He got up quickly and dusted himself off, praying that no one had heard him. He looked at the house before him. It looked like a huge victorian-style, gothic mansion. The clock on the front of the house looked suitably rundown, and blended in with the style of the house. It had Roman numerals on it; it was quarter to twelve. Draco began to walk, at a fairly brisk pace, towards the entrance of the house. Luckily, tonight was not a full moon therefore he was not given away by the inevitable glow that might have happened. He managed to blend in with the shadows until he was nearly at the entrance. He edged round the wall carefully, and almost jumped out of his skin when he heard a rustling noise and low voices. A person was walking towards him whispering something to another person behind him. Draco held his breath as the person continued to approach him. Draco knew that he was in trouble and pulled out his wand, and walked towards the person his arm outstretched, his hand shaking as he held the wand.
"Bloody hell." The man said as he backed away from Draco and fell in to the other person behind him.
"Ow Ron, get off me!"The other person said. Draco frowned,
"Lumos." He muttered. The faces of Ron Weasley and Harry Potter were illuminated.
"Malfoy?!"
"Potter? Weaselbee?"
They glared at each other angrily.
"What are you doing here?" Ron hissed at Malfoy.
"Oh you know, I fancied a midnight snack so I came to the creepy mansion next door to ask for a biscuit."
Ron scowled,
"Stay out of our way Malfoy."
Draco ignored Ron and turned to Harry,
"Are you going to give yourself in?" He asked.
"Of course not!" Ron interjected, "we came to rescue Hermione."
"Oh how very heroic of you," Draco drawled, "you got some rope down your trousers or something?"
There was some more rustling from behind them, and Draco pulled out his wand. Harry and Ron turned round, more people appeared. Draco shot a spell at one of them, but they deflected it. "Now, now Malfoy, we don't want any of that ferrety business do we?" Alastor Moody was one of the people, followed by Nyphadora Tonks and Remus Lupin. Draco looked at them, defeated.
"Ok Potter you win, I'll stay out of your way if you stay out of mine."
Hermione had drifted off to sleep, her chin on her chest. The door opened, letting in small streams of light. Bellatrix walked in, her heels making loud clicking sounds on the stone floor. She looked at Hermione, asleep, and a smile crept on to her lips. She slapped Hermione, the sound of her hand connecting with soft skin on Hermione's cheek echoed around the room. She awoke abruptly, a tingling sensation in her cheek. Bellatrix pulled her up.
"Come on now sweetie," She said in a rasping, falsely sweet voice. Hermione obeyed getting up. Bellatrix undid the ropes so the chair fell to the ground, then she bound Hermione's wrists together. Hermione walked out, Bellatrix's hard grip on her arm. They came out in to a large hall, Bellatrix saw Lucius and marched over to him. He looked up,
"Ah Bellatrix."
Bellatrix shoved Hermione forward,
"Here she is. Remember Lucius, if she escapes, its on your watch. We should have just left her in the room," she gestured to the room she had just vacated. Lucius frowned,
"No, I told you, they wont believe we have her if we don't show them."
Hermione listened to their conversation. Nothing vital had really been said, but she had read books where the victim uses their captors plan against them. From what Hermione could see, it seemed like a fairly simple plan. Lucius grabbed her other arm and walked swiftly to a nearby room.
"Now what?" Bellatrix said. Lucius smirked,
"We wait."