A/N: This chapter is about Hermione and her captors, so again, warning about icky stuff.
Disclaimer: I'm not J.K Rowling, but I did Melissa Anelli (who runs The Leaky Cauldron) at the Starkid Concert! That was TOTALLY AWESOME!
Hermione had been sitting down in the dungeon, staring at the corner that now held her wand. Hermione had kept staring at it, to make sure it wouldn't randomly disappear, which was highly unlikely, but Hermione still wanted to make sure it was still there. She didn't want to pull it out at any random time, she knew to use it after someone had come to… visit… her, because no one would come to check on her for another while. She was also thinking about her Patronus, and who would get it. Hermione just cared that someone would get it, and know that she was alright, and not dead. She was starting to think that the Weasleys and Grangers had lost hope, thinking that she was dead, because of her last Patronus message ending in Hermione screaming from one of her captors torturing her. Hermione couldn't help but imagine how everyone might have reacted. She hoped that no one had gotten too worried, or had a huge and gigantic reaction that led to some huge fight that split up the Weasleys, or something enormous like that.
Then, Hermione thought of the Longbottoms. How Neville's parents were still in St. Mungo's, and couldn't even remember their own son because they were tortured horribly by Bellatrix, Rodolphus, and Rabastan LeStrange, and Barty Crouch Jr. Hermione didn't want to end up like them. She thought that how they had a fate was worse than death, and would hate it if she ended up like Neville's parents. Hermione wanted to be able to remember her family and friends when she was old, and wrinkly. Maybe, because they're not using the Cruciatus Curse as much, I won't end up like them, Hermione thought.
Then, Hermione started thinking about the new information that she learned from one of the captors. Someone wants to start another war, not even 3 months after one ended, and wants to kill everyone who survived the Final Battle, starting with Harry. Hermione cringed at the thought of someone going after Harry and the Weasleys again, and Hermione wanted to do everything in her power to make sure that no one got near them, even though she was stuck in some dark and mucky dungeon.
Hermione was still sitting against the wall and staring at the dark corner where her wand was, when the door creaked open, sending chills down Hermione's spine. She didn't look up to see who it was, knowing that the person would either torture her so much that she would want to die, or talk to her about this 'Ari' person.
"Hello, mudblood." said a feminine voice from the door, right before the door slammed shut. Hermione looked up curiously, wondering why she was here, and not 'Ari' or the mystery man who had been so nice to her.
"It's so nice to see-" She broke off into a laugh that sounded like a crackle, like the Wicked Witch of the West from the muggle movie, The Wizard Of Oz. "I can't keep a strait face while saying that it's nice to see you again. Honestly, it's horrible to see you again."
Hermione realized that it was the girl who had also kidnapped her, who had a familiar voice that Hermione was sure that she had heard once or twice before.
"Well, I have some questions, and I really want you to get hurt during this little interview, so if you lie, expect some pain, alright?"
Hermione didn't reply, she just kept staring at the girl, trying to figure out who she was.
"You will also reply when I speak to you. Do you understand?"
Hermione still didn't reply. She was lost in thought and not paying any attention to the Death Eater in front of her. Hermione was racking her brain of all the faces she knew, trying to match the voice with a face.
"I said, do you understand." She repeated, strongly. She took out her wand and muttered, "Levecorpus!"
Hermione was raised up into the air by her ankle, the ankle that had been broken and was still being healed with time. Hermione screamed with pain while shooting up into the air. She felt all the blood in her body rush to her head, and felt her face getting red.
"You'll stay like that until you reply to me," She stated, leaning against the wall opposite of Hermione, waiting for a reply.
"I-I underst-stand." Hermione stuttered out in defeat.
"Good." And with the wave of the Death Eater's wand, Hermione fell to the stone floor, hearing a loaned crack and pain shooting to her knee that she had landed on weird.
"Get up." the Death Eater commanded. Hermione groaned as she sat up on the ground, keeping her hurt knee strait and grabbing her other knee and holding it close to her chest.
"Question one, Where is the Order's new HQ?" She asked harshly, standing over Hermione and pointing her wand strait into Hermione's face.
"I d-don't know," Hermione answered truthfully. She was told in a letter that it had been changed while she was in Australia, but she didn't find out where it had changed to.
"LIES!" the Death Eater screeched, as a small sliver of red light flew toward Hermione's face, and she felt a shock of electricity flow through her body, like the spell the other Death Eater used on her.
"No! I-I'm not lying! I don't know where it is! I told the other man, too! Please!" Hermione yelled back at the Death Eater.
"Stop lying!" she screamed, grabbing Hermione's arm and throwing her against the wall. Hard.
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I threw her against the wall in a huge rage, angry that this… this mudblood was lying to me. She needed to learn to stop lying and give us the information we need, but she was so stubborn that it just frustrated everyone even more.
The sound of the mudblood hitting the wall echoed throughout the dark dungeon, and then she fell to the floor with a loud thud, that also echoed. I hated the sound of the echo, it made me feel that we were back in the Slytherin Common Room, where every little noise that you made echoed throughout the room. I hated the Slytherin Common Room. You can't do anything to help Voldemort rise to power from a room in the dungeons of Hogwarts, I learned that in my fifth year.
"Get up." I yelled at the mudblood laying on the floor against the wall next to me. I looked over, and saw she made no effort to move. "I said, GET UP!" I screamed as I walked over to the mudblood. I leaned down, and wend to grab her arm and throw her upward, but saw a pool of sticky liquid surrounding her head.
"Lumos!" I yelled, and I looked down to see the mudblood's head wound that had been sown shut had been opened again, and blood was gushing out of it. I gasped at the sight of all the blood surrounding the mudblood, and seeing the pool getting bigger and bigger by the second. Any minute know, she would bleed out, and then the master would kill me. He doesn't want her dead, he wants to be able to question her, torture her, find out where Potter is, and he can't do that with the mudblood dead.
"Oh my god, oh my god…" I kept repeating, as I paced around the room. "What would the master say? What if I killed her? No no no no no… she can't die. Then, then he won't… he won't take me back. No no no no!"
I grabbed the coin that was in my pocket, that us new Death Eaters had started to use to contact each other, and sent an emergency to my brother Death Eater, who had healed her the first time. I hated how we never learned each other's names, but it was for good reason. If anyone was captured and slipped some Veritaserum, they could say who everyone was. Even though it protected everyone, I still wanted to be able to call everyone by their names, and not 'Brother' or 'Sister.' The only name I did know was Aries, our master's name.
The metal door creaked open, and my brother Death Eater opened the door and ran into the dungeon, out of breath and red in the face. He had forgotten to wear his mask, but I still didn't recognize his face, so I couldn't put a name to him.
"What the bloody hell did you do?" he asked, while looking down at the mudblood, seeing all the blood.
"I-I just… I didn't mean to," I stuttered out, "Can you… can you heal her?"
"I'll try…" he mumbled as he kneeled beside the mudblood and pulled out his wand and pointing it toward the huge gash on the mudblood's head.
I kept pacing back and forth, trying to stay calm about it, but not doing a good job of stay calm.
"Is she dead? Oh, god, she's dead, isn't she? CRAP CRAP CRAP!" I kept exclaiming as I walked back and forth.
"SHUT UP!" Brother screamed at me, as he kept healing the mudblood.
After a few minutes of me pacing back and forth, mumbling my worries to myself, and Brother healing the mudblood, he stood up and turned to me.
"Hermione's alive. Don't be so harsh next time." Then, my brother Death Eater walked out of the Left Dungeon in our new Death Eater HQ.
I breathed a sigh of relief, happy that I hadn't killed anyone, and that the master wouldn't kill me. I didn't sign up to join the revolt to torture and kill people, I signed up to get… him… back. I couldn't even think about his name without having to feel as if tears were going to fall from his eyes. He had broken my heart, crushed it to pieces, and threw it to the ground. I hoped that joining the Death Eaters would impress him and make him love me again. That was the goal, and I was determined to reach it.
A/N: If anyone was confused, the P.O.V switched to the girl Death Eater. Any guesses as to who she is? Any guess as to why she joined the Death Eaters?
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