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Chapter 11-

Draco sat in his room, his head in his hands as Hermione's wand lay discarded on his bed. What was he thinking? Why did he bring her there?

"MALFOY! OPEN THIS DOOR!" Hermione screamed, her fists audibly pounding on his door. Draco ignored her pleas, his door obviously sealed from her entrance. Draco looked down at his arm and pulled up his black dress shirt sleeve. There it was, staring him in the face. The inky black mark that forever had sealed his fate. The ugly smudge marred his pale forearm making him sick to his stomach as he looked at it. He would have to eventually open his door and face her. He pulled himself up off the bed and grabbed Hermione's wand. He unsealed his door and waited as the young woman burst into the room the very second she heard the lock click.

Hermione stood there, her chest heaving as she stared at the tall blonde. Draco hadn't had a chance to utter a word when Hermione's hand came out and struck him hard across the cheek. He didn't make to put his hand up to comfort the stinging pain. Draco slowly looked back at her. He was expecting her face to be full of rage but instead her watery tears began again.

Draco sighed as the young woman in front of him sniffled.

"Let me go Malfoy." Her bottom lip quivered as she stared into his eyes, her eyebrows furrowed as she attempted in vain to keep herself from crying. Draco tried to avoid her amber eyes but they sucked him in.

"I cannot do that. We're too far in now." He replied and took a step away from her.

"You...You can't keep me hostage…" She cried as she made her way further into his room.

"I will do what I have to do to survive. If you are here, no one can touch me." He mumbled and took a seat on his bed.

"You can't be serious." She began waving her arms wildly as she stepped toward him, her body trembling.

"I am. They will have to let my parents go if they want you safe." He didn't want to look at her again.

"Now leave my room." He ordered, his eyes directed at her feet.

"I WILL NOT!" She yelled and made to come at him again. Draco quickly pointed her wand at her.

"Do as your told Granger." Draco whispered. Hermione bit her bottom lip and balled her fists at her sides.

"You know Malfoy, that disgusting mark on your arm doesn't give you any power over me. It doesn't mean anything. Just like this mark doesn't mean anything!" Hermione said quietly as she pulled her sleeve up to reveal her ruddy 'mudblood' scar as she looked at his upturned sleeve. Malfoy quickly covered his arm back up.

"Leave my room Granger. If you are hungry one of the house elves will prepare something for you." He said as he stood up to usher her out of his room.

"I WILL NOT BE DISREGARDED!" She was yelling now as she stood her ground. Draco sighed and pushed passed her. Hermione was hot on his heels.

"Don't you dare run away from me Draco Malfoy!" Hermione went to grab for his shoulder but the blonde's strides were too long for her to reach him.

"Granger, stop following me. I'm not letting you go just because you decide you're going to be a stalker."

"I will do whatever I have to so that you will let me go!" She waited as Draco reached the top step of the staircase. He took a few steps down and looked up at her as she stood on atop the landing.

"Granger, I cannot let you go...not until…"

"THEY WON'T LET YOUR PARENT'S OUT! THEY ARE CRIMINALS! THEY DESERVE TO BE THERE!" Hermione hadn't even finished her rant before she regretted every word. She bit her lip hard as the blonde's features dropped further into despair. He was going to lose his temper, he would do something to her. She knew it especially now that he had her wand. She took a defensive step backward preemptively, waiting for the on coming curse. Draco's gray eyes seemed darker as he absorbed the young woman above him. He took in a deep breath.

"I know they do." He replied and then turned on his heel, back down the staircase.

Hermione stood dumbfounded.

Later that night Hermione found herself in the kitchens. She was surprised to see a house elf still present. She must have thought that it was safer not to abandon her masters for fear that someday they may return.

"Hello." Hermione watched as the female house elf walked passed carrying a massive stack of dishes. The small elf eyed her carefully.

"Miss." The elf replied.

"You stay quiet Daisy, she's one of those ones master speaks of." Another house elf came from a near by cabinet, a worn and dirty rag on his thin arm. His covering matched the soiled rag.

"My apologies Kritter." The younger elf answered and kept her large bulbous eyes downcast.

"Um...your master has said that I could come down to get something to eat." Hermione mumbled as she nervously pushed a stray lock behind ear.

"Master requests us to fix food for a...a...mudblood?" The older elf, Kritter asked as he dropped his rag on the floor in shock. Hermione furrowed her brows.

"I'm...I'm not a mudblood. That's a horrid term. Please do not use it in my presence." Hermione said angrily as she sat down at a large wooden table. The two house elves stared at the young woman in disbelief.

"When did master return?" The female elf, Daisy asked as she placed the stack of dishes on top of the table.

"Draco took me hostage and brought me here a few hours ago." Hermione answered bitterly as she tapped her fingers on the carved wooden surface of the table.

"Hmph, the boy isn't our master." Kritter answered as he began to walk away from Daisy and Hermione toward a hallway.

"If you thought I was talking about Lucius and Narcissa, they are awaiting trial. They most likely will be in Azkaban." Hermione slightly grinned at the rude elf who was trying to depart in such a hurry. Kritter paused from leaving the kitchen. Daisy, the other elf just watched as the older elf continued back into the kitchen.

"If you know what's good for you mudblood, you'll leave this manor." Kritter said, his mouth forming a devious sneer.

"Do not call me that filthy word. I would if I could. You tell your Master's son to let me go and I'll do just that!" Hermione spat. Kritter just narrowed his eyes at her. Daisy blinked her huge eyes at Hermione a few times as Hermione left the kitchen in a hurry.

Hermione had hoped that the elves would possibly be like Dobby but the elder one seemed more like Kreacher. Maybe if she were kind enough to the younger one, Daisy, she would be able to convince her to apparate Hermione out of the manor. That was her only hope. Without her wand and no way to escape, she wouldn't be able to get any communication to the outside world. Hermione allowed her feet to make it to the beginning of the large serpent headed staircase. She hadn't really took the time to inspect the carved piece but now it seemed more sinister since she was a prisoner inside the manor walls. She had hoped that by being kind to Draco he would have come to his senses and turned himself in. That plan had only backfired and gotten her trapped with her nemesis for Merlin's knew how long. She took in a deep sigh as she ascended the steps back to where she assumed the sleeping quarters were. She was unfortunately going to go hungry that night. She could only hope that Daisy would be kind enough to feed her in the morning, or at least turn a blind bulbous eye while Hermione raided the cabinets.