Disclaimer: I still do not own Harry Potter
Hermione POV
It was pitch black and I found myself stripped from my wand. I was defenceless against god knows what. I was tied up to a 4 poster bed, arms tied to the pillars and waist and legs tied to the mattress. However, there was a smell in the air that I recognised. Blood. I looked down at my arms and legs, there was no sign of me getting harmed. That was very unlike death eaters. They would hurt and harm anyone they could.
"I assure you, my lord, that she will answer your questions if you use certain methods" A voice said. "but she wasn't awake last time I checked. I will go in and see if she is ready now."
I forced my eyes shut and resumed the position I was in before, which wasn't hard considering I couldn't move. A door creaked open and someone came in. Silently, they looked at me and pressed a finger to my mouth.
"She is awake my lord." I recognised the voice but couldn't put a name to it. How had he known I was awake?
"Take her to my lodgings, dear Malfoy." Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy was the name of my kidnapper. He poked my arm and seeing as I made to effort to move, he vanished the roped and dragged me out. The light woke me up and I put up a fight to get into Voldemort's lodgings.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" The pain I felt was immense. Every bone in my body was screaming and all those horrible memories came flooding back to me. Those times when I'd fought with people I loved. Then the relief of no more pain came, although I knew it wouldn't be for long. I was tied to the floor by some invisible ropes.
I looked up to see the dark lord looking down at me, wand pointing my way. I tried to crawl away from him, but the next spell came. I was in agony again. It lasted for hours, but in the end, Fred came to my mind one last time and I blacked out.
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Fred's POV
"I didn't do anything! I could have stopped this, I could have saved her." I shouted as dad dragged me into the kitchen.
"No you couldn't have Fred, you know it would have been worst if you had fought." He replied calmly.
At that moment the rest of the family came in like an army, screaming for news and to know what had happened. Instead of replying I looked at mum's clock. She had added Hermione and Harry since they were pretty much like family now. Hermione's was on "Danger of death". I screamed and ran to my room. On my way up the stairs I heard the echoing silence all around me. I jumped on my bed and cried myself to sleep. However, it wasn't a dreamless sleep. I twisted and turned without getting any rest.
Seeing Hermione getting tortured and killed in a thousand different ways with me behind bars not being able to do anything to help her was like torture to me.
I woke up with a start. George was prodding my shoulder painfully. I pushed him off the bed and he fell with a thud only to be back on his feet 2 seconds later.
"What do you want?" I asked, my voice full of anger.
"To get my twin back" was the answer I got.
His face was full of concern and sadness. He didn't look like his normal face but before I could make a comment, he pulled a mirror and I saw the almost exact face staring back. This was the problem with having a twin, if he was un well I would be un well and if I was happy he'd be happy. But it had its advantages and it drawbacks.
He dragged me into the shower fully dressed and started the water. That finally pulled me out of my thoughts and I yelped as the cold water hit me. George put a hand over my mouth and said:
"It's midnight, you're going to wake the whole town up if you continue like that!"
But it was too late already; Ginny came in with Ron and Harry on her heels. After I dried off they went downstairs and I got changed into dry clothes. Then I headed downstairs.
"We have to make a plan." Harry said. Just with that, I was sitting and listening to every word Harry said.
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