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Chapter 1 ~ An Unexpected Vistor
"Hermione! Your father and I will be going to pick up some groceries, be back in a bit!" Her mother yelled up the stairs.
"See you later!"
The summer holidays had been quite uneventful for Hermione. Every evening before dinner Hermione would read the daily prophet for any signs of you know who. Everyday she was dissapointed as she constantly read how the prophet would slander Dumbledores name and label Harry as a attention seeking delinquent. Setting down the prophet she heard an unerving sound .CRACK. Grasping her wand Hermione began to worry. Has someone apparated here? A knock came to the door of the Granger residence. Hermione crept down the staircase. Opening the door Hermiones blood went cold. Then she had remebered the front page of the prophet.
MASS BREAKOUT OF AZKBABAN PRISONERS
Reliable testimony presents the Ministry for Magic a danger to the wizarding world, top azkaban prisoners escaped!
The escaped prisoners are known as the following,
Bellatrix Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange, Antonin Dolohov, and August Rookwood...
As she opened the door she saw none other then the infamous Bellatrix Lestrange.
"Has the ickle mudblood come out to play?" Bellatrix whispered as Hermione drew her wand.
"EXPELLIARMUS" Hermione roared as Bellatrix easily deflected it.
"Your going to have to do better than that muddy," Bellatrix yelled as she cackled madly. The two witches began to duel, spells flew back and forth for only a short while until Hermiones world enveloped into black.
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Meanwhile in Dumbledores office...
"Albus, Harry cannot stay isolated in that house! Its going to drive him mad going without news, escpecially given what he just endured during the Tri-Wizard!" Remus argued, for what felt like the billionth time.
"Remus, he must stay there to at least a week before the summer holidays conclude. He is safer there than be would be at Headquarters, the blood wards-" The headmasted was cut off from his speech as a paper flew into the office via floo
"Whats that?" Remus asked in a slightly worried tone as Albus read the letter. Looking up, the headmasters twinkle left his eyes.
"Miss Granger has been kidnapped."
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Hermiones world slowly clouded back into view as she was made aware of the blob of madness in her range of sight. As the previous events flooded back into her memory she tried to sit up and run, but soon realized she was being pinned down by the blob who now was recognized as Bellatrix Lestrange.
"Get off me!" She yelled fighting with every bit og strength.
"Tut tut, where are your manners mudblood? CRUCIO!"
The pain was incomprehensible. It felt as if every inch of her self was being pierced by white hot knives. Hermione thrashes and screamed for whag felt like hours until Bellatrix had finally lifted her spell.
"Where have you taken me?" Hermione spat at the witch.
"Lestrange Manor, I'm afraid its a bit out of touch as we...have been unavaliable. Well considering your filthy enough as if is,meer dust wouldnt compare now would it?" Hermione glared daggers at the woman as her cold, black eyes bored into Hermiones warm, brown eyes.
You didn't like that now did you mudblood? Now this musn't happen again if you give me what the Dark Lord desires."
Panting feverishly, Hermione shakily rose to her feet. "And what exactly does your Lord want from me?" Bellatrix smile widened as her hair crackled with the same insanity.
"Where is the headquarters of the Order of the Phoinex?" Hermione looked at the mad woman dumb founded.
"The what? Are you mad?" Bellatrix eyes darkened.
"Wrong answer deary, CRUCIO" Bellatrix bellowed once more. The pain Hermione felt was worse than before, white hot knives sank in once more as she clawed at her skin, attempting to find the source of the pain. After a few minutes Bellatrix released Hermione from the curse, walking slowly toward her victim. As Hermione layed on the floor she became aware of who else stood in the room. She saw the figure of Lucius Malfoy and Rodolphus Lestrange sneer at the sight of the tortured girl.
"I'm going to ask you again deary, be warned, my patience is wearing thin. Where. Is. The. Headquarters." Hermione stared at the haunty woman as she swam in and out of focus.
"I dont know," Hermione choked out as tears began to stream down her face.
"Wrong again mudblood, CRUCIO"
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The silence in the room was terrifying. Albus and Remus looked at one another with fear clear in both pairs of eyes.
"We need to find Severus and alert the order," Dumbldore stated in a trembling voice. Pulling out his wand, the headmaster sent a patronus alerting the order of the emergent meeting to be held. "To headquarters than Mr. Lupin," the old man murmured as the two wizards stalked towards the fire place.
...
"Miss Granger has been captured." Dumbledore announced. The kitchen went cold and silent as many faces paled of color.
"Captured..." Mrs Weasley whispered timidly, tears threatening to fall. "I'm afriad so. I recieved a message through the floo from the watch guard at Miss Grangers house who was unable to save her in time. I have already asked Severus to alert us when he has a location. Now all we can do is wait I'm afraid..."
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Hours had passed as Hermione lay on the floor of Lestrange Manor, shaking uncontrollably as she sobbed. Clicking her tounge Bellatrix turned her back towards the heap of sadness sprawled put on her floor.
"This method of torture isn't working now is it mudblood? No no, it is not." Bellatrix walked towards a desk pulling out the draw and grasping something silver. Hiding the artifact behind her back, her heels clicked as she walked back to Hermione.
"One more chance mud mud. Once more I will repeat the question." She bent down so now ahe was nose to nose with Hermione. "Where is the headquarters?" Taking a deep breath, with all the stregnth Hermiones weakened body could muster, she spat in the face of the sociopathic witch infornt of her. Bellatrix scrunched her face as she stood up. Thats when Hermione got a good look of what the witch hat retrieved from the draw. A silver dagger. "Husband, Lucuis," she drawled, "Hold her down."