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Draco's Prisoner	By : caseyjarryn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 22058 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 7-VII
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- 10-X
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Chapter 15

Hermione was exhausted by the time she finished explaining her capture, imprisonment and finally her escape with Draco. Once she finished speaking the Order members around the table bombarded her with questions. They wanted to know about whether she had learned much about the Death Eaters habits and location, about anything she might have learned during her absence that might be of use to the Order's cause, but the thing that most of the members questioned her about was Draco Malfoy. How did she know that he really had shifted his allegiance? If he had genuinely had a change of heart, did he want to actively join the fight against You Know Who, or was he merely trying escape to save himself? How did she know that he wasn't a Death Eater spy, ordered to gain her trust and infiltrate the Order from the inside? Did she have proof? What did she mean she had no proof, why did she bring him here?

Hermione struggled with these questions; she had no definitive proof, only her own intuition and belief. The only thing that came close to proof was the events on the night of their escape; Lucius had definitely used the Cruciatus curse on his son, and Draco had told her to run despite the fact that he had been unable to follow, if she hadn't returned for him he would have had no way of following her to the Order's headquarters. She had hoped that would be enough, but she knew the Order members well enough to know that some of them still believed that it was all a set up. She knew that they had a right to be upset with her; she was risking a lot by bringing Draco here, but she still felt frustrated. Hopefully Draco would manage to clear his own name and ease their fears while under the influence of the truth serum.

"Well" Harry said finally, "I think that that is enough questions for Hermione today." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief as Harry addressed everyone around the table, "We'll take a short break before we begin to question Malfoy. Get something to eat and have a think about questions you want answered by him. We only have two regular sized doses of veritaserum left in stock and I'll be giving both to Malfoy during the break so that it is in full effect by the time the questioning begins – this means that it will be the only opportunity to ask him questions under the influence of the truth serum, so make sure to think hard about what you want to ask about. It is my hope that the larger that usual dosage will make up for any resistance he may have to the serum and also have a stronger effect, limiting his ability to lie by omission or by using half truths." Once Harry had finished speaking the Order members started talking amongst themselves as they wandered from the room. He gestured for Hermione to follow Molly Weasley into the kitchen to get something to eat but when she stood from her chair Hermione suddenly felt dizzy, her vision blurring; white shapes like static on an old TV swirled in front of her eyes. If it wasn't for Ron stepping forward and steadying her she most likely would have fainted. After a moment her vision cleared, though she still felt light headed.

"I'll take her to get some rest" said Ron, concern in eyes, "Mum, would you bring something for Hermione to eat?" He asked, turning to his mother.

"Yes, of course, Dear." Molly replied before bustling out to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Hermione wanted to see Draco, she wanted to be present for his questioning, so she resisted the light pressure that Ron had applied to the small of her back as he tried to shepherd her out of the room. "I'd like to stay" she said firmly, "I want to be here when you question Draco." Ron scowled at this but it was Harry who answered.

"I'm sorry, Hermione" Harry said sincerely, "but you can't be here for that, we need to make sure that both of your versions of events match and that we remove the chance of your conferring together as much as we can." He then quickly added, "Not that we think that you would be assisting him if he had anything that he needed to hide from us, or that you have lied about anything that happened to you, but we just need to cover all bases so that once everything is said and done no one can argue that we didn't do enough to ensure that we could trust each of your accounts." He smiled apologetically, and Hermione's shoulders slumped; she couldn't argue with his reasoning but she didn't like his answer all the same.

"So I can't see him at all until after you have finished questioning him?" she asked, biting her lip. She wasn't sure why she felt so vulnerable all of a sudden, she fought back the tears that threatened to fill her eyes, her throat aching. She knew that Ron was right, when he said softly, "Come on 'Mione, you need to get some rest, you look exhausted." She was exhausted, she thought to herself; she could barely keep her eyes open. But Hermione was stubborn and she didn't want Draco to think that the friendship that had been building between them meant nothing now that she was safely away from the Death Eaters, back with the Order; back with her friends. She didn't want to leave him to have to fend for himself among these people who despised and mistrusted him.

She came up with a compromise; she would get some rest and stay away from Draco during his questioning but she would be able to see him as soon as it was all done and they were free to speak to each other again. "Ok," she told her two best friends, "I'll go take a nap and have something to eat, but you'll wake me up as soon Draco is finished." She looked each of them in the eye, "yes?" she demanded, wanting to be sure of their agreement.

"Sure" replied Harry, Ron nodded grudgingly in acceptance; they both wanted to get her into bed as soon as they could; she looked terribly gaunt and pale, her eyes shadowed.

"Ok, good." Mumbled Hermione "Thanks, guys" she smiled at each of them and, feeling more relaxed, let Ron lead her towards the female dorm room on the second floor of the cottage.

Hermione crawled into the single bed that Ron led her to without bothering to get changed. She shifted over slightly giving Ron room to sit on the edge of the bed. He had just opened his mouth to speak when Molly bustled into the room a tray of sandwiches and two glasses of water floating in front of her, she laid it down on the bedside table next to Hermione's head with a swish of her wand before coming over and leaning over Hermione.

"I'm so glad you're home" she said smiling, emotion causing her eyes to tear "we've all been so worried." The kindly woman leant down and kissed Hermione on the cheek and left the room, wiping her damp cheeks as she closed the door behind her.

Hermione took half a sandwich to nibble on before she looked back to Ron, who seemed to be studiously studying his feet. "Is something wrong?" she asked taking in his anguished expression.

"I'm so sorry, Hermione." He said quietly his voice shaking. Hermione took his hand in hers trying to reassure him that she didn't blame him at all for her capture.

"It wasn't your fault, Ron." She told him softly, "There wasn't anything you could have done; we were caught by surprise, it wasn't anyone's fault."

Ron's face was still downcast, his eyes staring at the carpet, "I should have waited until you had disapparated before leaving, I should have made sure you were safe." His voice cracked and his tears started to fall as he squeezed his eyes shut in guilt and regret. "I'm so sorry; I've been so worried about you! I'm so glad you're home, I'm so sorry" He choked out, words tumbling together. He pulled his hand from hers and covered his face, swiping his tears away facing away from her.

Hermione discarded the half eaten sandwich she was holding and reached up to pull him towards her, shifting in the bed so he could lie next to her on top of the covers. "It's ok." She told him softly, "I'm ok. Everything will be ok." Her words faded into a whisper as she drifted into an exhausted slumber.

Ron continued to cry silently for a moment longer, holding her close as she slept. He leant in and brushed a kiss over her forehead before settling back and closing his eyes, listening to her soft breath. He marvelled at the feeling of having her in his arms again; having her home, having her safe.

A/N: I contemplated waiting a few days before posting this chapter so that I could make it longer and include the next scene with Draco; but I decided that I would post it tonight so you could have it sooner.

Hope you enjoyed it, though I know a lot of you are impatient for more Hermione/Draco interaction! Just be patient - there will be plenty of that coming ;)
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