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New World Order

A Dramione FanFiction

Chapter Eight

Hermione could hear the chaos around her, but none of it was sinking in. Voices called to one another. She had missed her chance and now not only was her life was on the line, but Ron's as well.

Draco knelt down to floor, his face staring blankly at hers as the others around him shouted.

"Get up." Draco said bluntly. Hermione didn't move.

"I said "get up"." He hissed at her. "Blaise removed the curse ages ago. Now get the fuck up."

All of a sudden Hermione became aware of her body; her heart began to beat rapidly. She pushed up hard on the cold marble floor, her head spinning. Draco grabbed her arm and began to drag her down the corridor. As they turned the corner Hermione could see Ron. His face was bloodied and he was tied with rope. Pansy's face was covered in tears as she whispered feverishly to Ron. Hermione let out a small whimper as they passed. Pansy's face looked up at hers.

"You whore!" She cried, "This is your fault!"

Hermione took in a shaky breathe. Draco's grip on her tightened. Lucius caught up with Draco's step.

"You do realise we are going to have to summon him, don't you?" He said in a quite hastened tone to his son. Draco looked up at him, his steely blue eyes full of fear.

"Can't we just take care of this ourselves?" Draco whispered.

"Of course not. He will find out and it will make the matter worse."

"Fuck!"

"What's it matter to you anyway? It's only a mudblood and a Weasley."

Draco swallowed hard.

Hermione awoke tied to one of the chairs in the lounge. Ron was barely conscious in the chair next to her. A soft voice brought her attention to a darkened corner of the room.

"So, mudblood, you have defied your master."

Hermione almost broke into tears immediately from fear. The Dark Lord's menacing red eyes flicked over her. She averted her gaze to the floor.

"You do not deny it?" He asked. Hermione shook her head. Her eyes flicked to Ron. He was whiter than white.

"So you take responsibility for the whole incident?"

Hermione nodded.

"Draco, do you wish to do the honours?" Voldemort asked. Hermione looked to Draco, tears streaming down her face. Draco shook his head.

"No, you may, My Dark Lord."

"Very well."

Voldemort his wand above his head.

"Avada –"

"It was me." Ron whispered. The Dark Lord stopped.

"I beg your pardon?"

"It was me." Ron said, louder than before. Hermione looked at Ron.

"Ron. Don't." She pleaded.

"So you are still a blood traitor? You break the vow we have taken?" Voldemort asked his nostrils flaring.

"Yeah, I do."

Pansy ran to his side.

"Please, Ron, think of what you're doing. She's only a mudblood, hardly worth saving." She cried, taking his hand.

"She is more than just that." Ron wheezed, "It was all me Voldy. I convinced the girls to leave. I break the vow."

"You leave me no choice then Weasley." The Dark Lord smiled. It made the pit of Hermione's stomach drop. She felt like she was about to vomit. Voldemort raised his wand once again. Ron looked at Hermione.

"I love you." Hermione whispered, but it was too late.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

A flash of green light washed over the room, blinding everyone in it. Hermione held her eyes tightly shut. When she opened them again Ron's body was sitting lifeless beside her.

"No!" Pansy screamed. Hermione stared at his now peaceful face, her sobs becoming steadily heavier and heavier.

"Now, my boy, what shall you do with her?" Voldemort sneered as he pointed at Hermione. "Do you wish to punish her here?"

Hermione looked sharply up at Draco.

"No, I shall take her home so she may serve her punishment there."

"Very well." Voldemort flicked his wand and Hermione ties that bonded her to the chair disappeared. She collapsed to the floor, her breathing heavy.

"Zabini, dispose of that body. It fowls my vision. Draco, take your disgusting wench home. And somebody get that crying bitch out of here!" Voldemort ordered. Theo rushed to Pansy's side; she shrugged him off, clinging to Ron. Lucius and Zabini attempted to pick up the body.

"Don't touch him!" Pansy shrieked.

Draco lifted Hermione off the floor.

"Time to go." He said quietly.

"I don't want to go!" She sneered, her eyes fixated on Ron.

"Time to go!" He repeated more forcefully, dissaperating them from the room.