Chapter 14

Cait tried to compose herself. She had been summoned as soon as the Death Eaters had captured Hermione. She had no idea what they wanted her to do, but she had a feeling she wouldn't like any of it.

To her left stood Draco—his hand gripping hers reassuringly—and in front of her stood her father, Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix LeStrange. The three death eaters seemed to be waiting for something, but Cait wasn't sure what it was just yet.

Finally, she began to realize what they were all waiting for. She could hear the sounds of a struggle coming up the hallway. She could hear a feminine voice calling for her captors to get their hands off of her. They were waiting for the arrival of Hermione Granger.

When the group finally appeared, Cait's eyes immediately fell to Hermione. Her hair was a mess, sticking up in all directions, and her face was smudged with dirt. Her right eye appeared to be slightly swollen. And as soon as she caught sight of Cait, her expression turned to ice.

"I have to do something," Cait demanded, as she paced the floor of Draco's bedroom. "I have to get her out of here."

Draco stopped her mid-stride and pulled her into him. He didn't say anything, just held her. It was exactly what Cait needed. She could feel some of the tension leave her body as she relaxed into him. She let his musky scent fill her nose and the even beat of his heart calm her.

"Thank you," she finally said to him when she was calm. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" he asked quietly."You haven't done anything."

"I'm the reason that Hermione is locked up in the dungeons probably being tortured."

"We'll get her out."

Cait pulled away from him slightly so that she could look into his eyes. "I can't ask you to do that. They'll kill you if we get caught."

"You're not asking and there is nothing you can say that will change my mind. I know what the risks are. I would do anything for you."

"I..."

"Plus, I know a way that we can get into the dungeon without getting caught. Let's go to bed. Tomorrow we will work on a plan."

Cait allowed herself to be lead towards the bed. She stripped off her jeans and her sweater, leaving her in just her panties and a camisole, before she slid in between the covers. She felt Draco slide in on the other side and move closer to her. He pulled her close to him and wrapped his arms around her as she laid her head on his chest.

"Good night, Caity," he whispered as he kissed her temple softly.

Draco watched as Cait slept, her chest rising and falling gently with each breath she took. He hadn't been lying when he had told her that he would do anything for her. He wasn't sure exactly when it had happened, and he couldn't explain exactly what he was feeling, but he felt as if he would give up everything in his world for Cait to be safe and happy.

He smiled to himself in the dark. He had asked his mother once what it felt like to be in love. She had explained it in a similar fashion. Was it possible that he was in love with Cait?

Theo was going to have a field day with this.