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Hermione woke up cold and alone in the dark. Panic immediately flooded her, where was she? Her eyes squinted as she tried to see through the impenetrable darkness as black as a starless night. Slowly pulling herself to her feet she wondered around the cell holding out her hand to feel how much space she had. Estimating roughly 2 by 2 metres she had enough room to lie down on the cold hard ground. There was a door in front of her which she tried to batter on crying out for someone to come down. Soon enough she found herself shivering with cold and fear. Who had done this? It wasn't like she hadn't made any enemies throughout her short life. She knew the Death Eaters still living in the shadows would despise her for the part she had played in the destruction of their master, like as not it would be one of them. But what did they want with her? Did they want to kill her? Or worse... If there was anything she'd learnt from Harry it was that death was not the greatest punishment. Fear flooded through her once again as she imagined all the terrible things that could be done to her. Nobody would notice she was gone, nobody knew where she was. She remembered her time with Draco and wished it back. He made her feel safe, and she would kill for him to be here now, even including that arrogant smirk that still occasionally made its way onto his face. She curled into a ball to try and conserve the warmth that was slowly seeping from her. Time passed but how much she could not say, minutes felt like hours and hours felt like days. Every now again, after she slept she would wake up to a bowl of stale bread and cold soup. It made her retch but she knew she needed her strength.
Harry sat at the breakfast table flicking through the Daily Prophet vaguely paying attention to a few pages. Ginny sat down beside him, her long hair as she flicked it over her shoulder sprayed the smell of flowers that followed her everywhere.
"Anything interesting" she asked leaning over his shoulder.
Harry was just about to answer when suddenly a frantic owl flew into the house. The couple exchanged a look of surprise, normally nobody bothered them on their days off, they were so few these days.
"What does it say?" asked Ginny.
As Harry read through the letter the colour slowly left his face till by the time he was finished his skin was an ashen grey.
"Tell me Harry what on earths happened?" Ginny exclaimed nervously.
"It's Hermione, she was captured yesterday by..." he said his face full of fear.
Ginny face changed with the realisation of what this meant for their friend, "By... by them?".
"Almost certainly. They've gone too far this time, they will be caught and punished severely, every last one of them"
Suddenly the door burst open as Ron came running in a look of desperation on his face.
"I'm guessing you've heard the news then." said Harry in a cold voice. Ginny looked at him scared by his expression and tone.
"I swear Harry I didn't do this, I didn't know anything about it I promise! You have to believe me!" he shouted.
"Why should I? You've being lying so much and done so many stupid things I don't even know if I know who you are anymore let alone trust you" he continued in that awful cold voice.
"What if I told you I might be able to get her back?" He asked.
Harry's face changed at that to a look of desperate hope revealing the man who had just learned that his best friend had been taken by the most evil group of evil on the earth. Once more there was a sudden bang on the door and it crashed open revealing a furious Draco Malfoy behind it. He ran to Ron and grabbed him by his jacket lapel, pushed him against the wall and held his wand to his throat.
"What the hell did you do with her?" He said in a tone that could beat Harry's for coldness, "You just couldn't wait to get her back could you? You couldn't have even thought that she was better off without you, either of you" He continued with a glare at Harry. Harry and Ron exchanged very confused glances which echoed the others thoughts.
"Since when did you care about Hermione?" Asked Harry.
"You really don't know her at all do you? You have no clue where she's been for the past year at all and you have the gall to ask me if I care about her. When I care about people I don't forgot about them for a year because it suits me." He yelled at them.
"Look mate," Ron whispered to Harry, "He's clearly mental, or, he's trying to distract us because he's the only who took her."
"Wait, you don't know where she is? No no no." He said and he looked so broken and distraught throwing himself down onto the sofa and he buried his head in his hands. Ron and Harry stared at him in shock as they saw him shake slightly.
"I know you don't like me" Draco said slowly looking at both of them squarely in the face, "and Merlin knows I don't like either of you but you have to trust me if we are going to get her back."
"Trust you, do you think we're deluded?" Exclaimed Ron, "We would never trust you. Come on Harry let's show this deluded liar what we think of him."
Ron suddenly drew his wand and pointed it at Draco. Then Ginny leapt up and stood in front of him.
"Ron stop being so hasty, Hermione is my friend too I care about her too and if Malfoy knows anything I want to know it! I will not let you get rid of what could be a chance to get her back because you're jealous!" She shouted at him.
"Jealous? Why on earth would I be jealous of him? That's Malfoy you're talking about if anything he should be jealous of me."
"Maybe because I've been with her the last few weeks before yesterday morning and i know she cares about me. I make her feel special and cared about whereas you made her feel worthless and hated."
"You... you" anger overtook a stuttering Ron who threw a punch at him, making Draco fly against the wall with a bang. Ron leapt on Draco, raining punches on him.
"Ron what are you doing? If we are going to get her back we need to put all of our resources together to make the greatest chance of rescuing her. This isn't about you, it's about her." Harry said pulling Ron of of Draco.
"Fine. You win again. But I don't trust him, and you'd be stupid to." Ron said conceding defeat for now.
The four of them sat down facing each other.
"So Ron earlier you said you had an idea of how to get her back?" Said Harry.
Ron nodded, "Its like this..."