A/N: Hiayh!! I know I haven't updated in awhile. I am so sorry but I hope this makes up for it. I'm not quite sure that its up tp par but here you go! Hope you enjoy! =]
Wind whipped around the two as they apparated at the forest edge. They were currently a few meters away from her house. The Grangers lived in the isolation of the country. Both parents revealed in the freedom. Hermione smirked at the thought. They were standing in her favorite place; the place where she would go to think. A swing had been placed on a unoccupied tree when she was bushes were placed randomly around the swing, giving it a bit of decoration. The Don Juan roses had been planted by her mother the same year. They were her favorite; she bought a perfume that mirror the scent when she went to Hogwarts her third year. Hermione looked at her friend and smiled. Ginny was looking around like a shocked puppy. She had never been out of the wizarding community; seeing life here would be shocking.
"Where are we? It's so pretty." Ginny murmured smelling one of the roses. She smiled slightly.
"It was my favorite place to be when I was little." Hermione answered pulling out her wand. "We're not far from home." A bright light emitted from the tip showered their surroundings in a faint light. They were alone, Hermione moved to the edge; leaving the shadows to view her home. She could see the lights barely; her mum must be up still. Hermione smiled at the familiarity and motioned for Ginny to follow her.
"Mum might have some cider to give us." Hermione muttered as Ginny followed in step. Apple cider was her mum's specialty. It would leave your mouth tingling from the spices. Ginny nodded.
"That stuff is good. I had to fight Ron over the last bottle you brought over. It wasn't pretty." Ginny stated with a smirk on her face. "I won naturally." Hermione could swear that Ginny was a Slytherin; the way she does things was downright cunning.
"You always do." Hermione agreed. The girls laughed as they walked over to the house. There was movement in the lights. Shadows??? More than two…Hermione instantly brought out her wand. Something wasn't right.
"What are you doing, 'Mione?" Ginny hissed watching as the witch approached the house; her wand raised. Ginny took her wand out as well and followed suit. A loud scream pierced through the air; making her blood run cold. It was her mother; Hermione could place that scream anywhere. A memory of her mother breaking her leg when she was eight popped into her head. That had been a night to remember. Where was Dad though?
"Mum!" Hermione shrieked her eyes widening as the doors were swung open; revealing a group of Death Eaters. Ginny pushed Hermione into the shadows of the large house as the group walked out. Hermione watched in horror as they dragged her beloved mother out.
"Where is your daughter?" a familiar voice asked. Hermione watched in shock as Lucius Malfoy appeared in front of her mother, his wand out and ready. Anger ran through her veins and she watched her mother convulse in front of her. She felt herself move but was jerked back by Ginny. Her blue eyes connected with her.
"You can't." Ginny hissed her eyes trying to get Hermione's attention. "He will take you, Hermione. We won't be able to get you back." Screams echoed through the air as Hermione jerked away.
"You expect me to watch that man torture her! I won't stand for it!"Hermione hissed with venom. Ginny sighed out of anxiety. She knew she wasn't going to win. Hermione was as stubborn as a lion sometimes. If Harry or Ron was here with them, then perhaps she could be convinced.
"Fine but I'm fighting with you. I won't leave you alone." Hermione nodded realizing that this was the only way. Ginny was too much of a Weasely to back down from a fight. Her Griffyndor personality wouldn't leave a fellow lion behind.
"Fine."
Where is your daughter?
That question ran through her mind as her body was assaulted. Everything was hurting; her body felt like it was begin stabbed by thousand of knives. She had to be strong though. Jane had to live for her daughter. Hermione was alive and well; that mattered to her the most. Alex...her poor Alex. Tears decorated her face like clockwork. Jane couldn't remember seeing him when she was reawakened by the silver-haired demon. Another wave of pain made way through her body; making her scream bloody murder.
"This can all stop. Just tell us where your daughter is." he muttered."Your death could be painless." Her eyes fluttered with weriness. She was going to die soon; the ache in her bones made havoc through erh body. The warm feeling of blood became cold as it oozed from the cuts on her body. The man made way towards her but was stopped as a bright red light whizzed past him. Her eyes fluttered, ignoring the whispers that echoed through the air. Jane was losing this battle; her strength was disappearing quickly. She was ready for death. A part of her wanted to die quickly. No pain..
"GET AWAY FROM HER!" a familiar voice screamed. Hermione??? Jane pulled herself up slightly to see her daughter; standing there with her wand out and pointed. Her friend..Ginny?...was standing beside her. Her wand was out as well; pointing at the group of black-claded men.
"You decided to make an appearance, Miss Zabini. How thoughtful...and I'm so glad that Miss Weasely could make it as well." the man stated his eyes flinting from Ginny to her daughter. Pure anger and loathing radaited from her daughter. She looked like an avenging angel; so pure yet deadly to mess with. She couldn't help but smile. That was her daughter.
"You are despicable." Hermione seethed. "Let my mother go." Lucius tsked waving his wand like a mother would wave her finger at their child.
"Now, Now. This Muggle isn't your mother. The Zabini blood that runs through your veins proves that. She is nothing to you." he stated with arrogance. Ginny raised her wand at a Death Eater that tried to move from his spot.
"I wouldn't move if I were you!" Ginny hissed. Her eyes flashed over to Hermione, probably wondering what was going to happen next.
"Leave, Lucius." Hermione seethed watching the man hover over her. "She has nothing to do with this." She glanced at Ginny who looked like she was about to faint. They were outnumbered and very much out-armed. A plan popped into her head making her smirk mentally. This could kill two birds with one stone.
"Come back to the Manor. Be the person you were supposed to be." Lucius murmured his voice soft and silky. "Or watch your mother die. Your choice."
"Go to hell!" Hermione hissed before raising her wand up. "Accio Jane Granger." Hermione flung her arms out ot catch her mother and quickly passed the woman to Ginny. She returned her attention to Lucius who's wand was out.
"Crucio," he quickly dodged the flaming light. It barely missed her side, but she had other things to worry about. The others were about to strike.
"Protego Horribilis," Hermione screamed enveloping The trio as a wave of spells ricocheted off the think layer. She could hear her mother crying in Ginny's arms. "Mum...Mum, are you okay?" She had to concentrate but Hermione couldn't help but ask. She was the person that raised her. "Where's Dad?"
"I dunno, pet." she heard her mother cry. Anger ran through her body at the thought of her father dead. How dare they?!?!?!
"Ginny! I need you to get something for me! Its in my left pocket! Ginny, are you listening?" Hermione yelled watching the Death Eaters around her close in. They were going to try and break the shield. Bloody hell, this wasn't going as planned. Hermione could feel Ginny pull out a golden bracelet. It was a gift from Harry. A small crest dangled from the chain with the image of a lion on its surface. It was a Portkey; pressing it would send the traveler to Grimmauld 12. "Press the lion and hold on to Mum. Tell Harry I'm sorry." Ginny looked at her friend with large doe-like eyes.
"Bloody hell, Hermione. I won't leave you." Ginny shrieked realizing what the object was. The shield was beginning to weaken; her energy was being sapped. She was going to be captured.
"JUST DO IT, GINNY!" Hermione screamed "I'LL BE FINE! JUST GO!" Hermione watched as Ginny and her mother disappeared leaving her utterly alone. Her mother's screams echoed through the air causing her to sob. She was losing this battle. Her energy became obsolete; her knees buckling from exhaustion. She let herself fall; her eyes fluttering with weakness. She could feel bounds instantly appear around her ankles and wrists; limiting her escape. This was going to be hell.