Heres chapter 2.
Hermione could feel herself beginning to wake up. She took a moment before opening her eyes, noting how warm and comfortable her bed was. She turned over to go back to sleep, but stopped. She quickly sat up. Eyes wide open.
She wasn't in her room. This wasn't her bed. She was in a room she had never seen before. She scanned over the room. The walls were a dark green color; same went for the blanket that covered her. The curtains were black. There was carpet which was a dark grayish color. On the wall by the side window was a desk. Across from the bed on the wall opposite of her was a dresser. There were two doors on the wall on her left. She presumed that one of them lead to the closet and other the hall. The bed she sat on itself was nice. Much nicer that her own. Better than what she as use to.
The only thing that seem strange to her was that there were some torches in the room. The only place that she had ever been to that used torches was Hogwarts, and some small shops, but never a bed room. Being a muggle-born she was used to electricity. So that would have to mean she was in the wizarding world? She couldn't be sure.
She pulled the blanket off her legs and swung them over the side. She was still in the cloths she could remember. Tang top and shorts. She wrapped her arms around herself. It was really cold. It was then that she noticed that she didn't have her wand. If she really had been taken then they would have taken her wand. At that thought a million thoughts ran thought her head. 'Where was she?' 'How did she get here?' 'Had she been abducted?' She shook her head at the last one. If she would have been abducted; she highly doubted that they would keep her in such a nice room.
'But what else could have happened last night?' She froze. 'How long had she been asleep?' It was possible that she had been taken and they had knocked her out. But that still didn't explain why she was in this room. She walked to the window. Thanking who ever this room belong to for the carpet or she would have been colder. She peaked out into the huge garden. From what she could see, which was everything, she could tell that where ever she was it was much larger than her own.
She walked to the middle of the room. There was a full length mirror between the two doors, she somehow over looked it. There was a cedar wood chest in front of the bed's footboard. She sat on it. She put her elbows on her knees. Her head supported by her hands.
Suddenly the handle began to turn and someone entered. She jumped up from her seat when she heard it.
I really like this story. Chapter 3 is almost ready to be posted but I'm going to wait to post it till sometime later this week. Please reveiw I would love to here your thoughts!