Hey guys, I know it has been way too long and I apologize... My Ronald Weasley is Still going free and hiding somewhere in Tulsa, I have to be in therapy now because whenever I'm alone I have breakdowns and start hyperventilating to the point of blacking out.
So my life isn't all too great at the moment, the only good thing to say is I don't think I'm pregnant.
I know most of you will have given up on me continuing this story, I lose more and more reviewers every time I post a new chapter. But I will finish this story, and I won't let my problems affect it.
More good news is this story has over 300 reviews. So thank you to all who reviewed, and I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Hermione's knees buckled as she and Professor Klaus landed roughly onto the concrete floor, coughing as she tried to catch her breath.
"Cilia!" Klaus bellowed, causing Hermione to jump in shock as a tiny house elf appeared in the room.
"Y-Yes master?" She whimpered, keeping her head bowed to avoid looking into his piercing eyes.
"Take our guest to the bathroom so she can get all cleaned up for our dear Mister Weasley." He smirked, as Hermione's heart sank into her stomach.
She didn't dare utter a single word as the house elf grabbed her hand a drug her down the hall. She wouldn't let herself break down, she wouldn't, she couldn't.
"Do I have to see him?" She whispered softly even though they were alone she knew Professor Klaus could hear them.
"Yes ma'am, I'm sorry. I know what he did to you, but I can't disobey my master." She squeezed Hermione's hand gently and led her into the bathroom.
"Go ahead and take a bath and I'll get you some clothes." Cilia smiled at her sadly before popping out.
She sighed sadly as she looked down at her protruding stomach, rubbing a hand over it gently.
"I'm so sorry that I failed to protect you before you were even born." Her words were soft, and her bottom lip quivered when she felt a little nudge against her hand.
After filling the bath she slowly disrobed, trying to draw out time as much as she could.
Unfortunately for her they apparently expected her to draw it out because as soon as she sunk into the water the shampoo started lathering itself into her hair and the loofa started scrubbing soap across her body.
Within five minutes she was completely clean and all of the water had drained from the tub.
With a groan she climbed back out just as the door opened and Professor Klaus walked in, her outfit in his hands.
Quickly she covered herself as his eyes trailed over her body, a smirk on his face.
"He's waiting for you, here's what you are to wear." He full on smiled as he handed her what had to be the shortest dress she'd ever seen.
"Is that it?" She asked, her voice coming out softer than intended.
"Yes, this is it. You are to wear nothing underneath." His voice had darkened with an unknown emotion, and she knew he wouldn't be leaving until she was dressed.
Slowly and with shaky hands she uncovered herself, a blush spreading through her whole body as she pulled the dress over her head as quickly as she could.
Her eyes widened slightly as she realized her stomach had went completely flat and fear coursed through her as she looked at him questioningly.
"Don't worry, simple spell to make you look like you're not pregnant. Won't harm the baby at all, I promise. I'd never let anything happen to your child." He voice came out sickly sweet, and underlying threat lacing his words.
He flicked his hand at her and she felt her hair dry into what seemed to be sultry curls.
"Turn around and go through that door. He's very excited to see you." With that, he laughed a dark laugh and left the room. The door disappearing behind him.
Slowly she turned, only just now noticing the other door. She bit her lip but did not move if she had it her way she'd stay in this bathroom forever.
But of course she couldn't have it her way, because soon the room started quickly closing in, bringing her closer and closer to the door. Just as she was about to be crushed between the wall behind her and the door in front of her, the door swung open, causing her to stumble into the room.
A laugh sounded above and she slowly lifted her head to see Ronald Weasley smiling down at her.
"You always were quite klutzy love." He whispered, before taking her hand and pulling her up.
"You don't get to call me that." She whispered, yanking her hand away from his.
He laughed slightly, confusing her with his lack of anger.
"Oh I can call my soon to be bride whatever I please." He smiled once more as her heart stuttered to a stop.
"Soon to be bride?" She choked out, disgust filling her to the brim.
"Didn't Professor Klaus tell you? We're going to be married soon. You will become Mr.s Hermione Weasley." He spoke softly, before pressing her into the wall and smothering her in a kiss.
Draco hadn't even made it to the front doors of the school before Dumbledore had stopped him.
"Running in there with your wand blazing will not save Hermione, it will only get you killed. We have contacted the Order and they will be arriving soon. We will find her Draco, I swear it." He had spoken his words softly, but they only angered Draco farther.
"What if you can't? You said so yourself the locator spell didn't work so please, enlighten me, how in the fuck are you and your little Order of the Pheonix going to find her?" He knew he shouldn't be mad at Dumbledore but he couldn't help it, he'd be mad at his own mother right now.
"You're right, it didn't work. But I've come to think of Hermione as if she were my granddaughter, and I promise you Draco I will find the son of a bitch that took her." Draco's eyes had widened slightly as the headmaster cursed, a protective glint in his eyes, but gave no other reaction. He simply nodded before walking away.
Now he was hunched over a book in the library, searching different ways to locate a missing witch or wizard, so far he had found nothing that would help, but he refused to get up, he ignored his stomachs cries of hunger, ignored his drooping eyes, even ignored Teddy trying to talk to him until he smacked him upside the head.
"What do you want?" He yelled, shooting daggers at Teddy.
"The headmaster wants to see you in his office." Usually Teddy would have been angry at Draco for how he acted but now he simply gazed at him in pity.
"Fine, but while I'm gone look through these books to see if you can find anything to help find out where Hermione is." His voice softened as he spoke her name, rubbing his eyes roughly as tears clouded his vision.
As soon as he stepped into the Headmasters office he knew it wasn't Dumbledore who wanted to see him but the woman sitting in the chair next to Dumbledore's desk.
"Oh my darling Draco!" She ran up to him, throwing her arms around him and hugging him tightly.
"Mom?" He whispered in disbelief, shocked she had managed to get here without being caught by a death eater.
"Draco you need to sit down, your mother has informed me of something quite... Problematic." Dumbledore spoke, sounding defeated.
"What is it?" Draco asked, his attention immediately away from his mother.
"Have you ever heard of Klatius Custa?" He asked, interlocking his fingers under his chin.
"Yes, everyone has; The evil of all evils, a story parents tell their children to scare them." He was confused now, what did a child's fairytale have to do with anything?
"It is not a story. Klatius Custa is real, and he is the one who has Hermione."
Draco's stomach sank as he swallowed down bile in his throat. "But, I thought Professor Klaus had her?" He couldn't help but hold onto the tiniest bit of hope that they were wrong, but Dumbledore sighed, and with a shake of his head he waved his wand into the air.
His wand formed out the name Klatius Custa and with another flick of his wand the letters rearranged themselves into Atticus Klaus.
Draco didn't speak, couldn't speak. His heart was pounding in his ears and the world seemed to go mute.
The only clear thought in his head was that the worlds most unstoppable evil-an evil that even Dumbledore himself couldn't stop-had Hermione. Which meant every hope they had of finding her was blown out the window.
And with that thought his body simply couldn't take it anymore, and his world faded to black.
Well it was short, and unsatisfying. But it was better than nothing... I hope. The link to Hermione's dress is on my profile.