Dance With The Devil

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He was once again greeted by the sight of Malfoy manor from the gates. This site was used for many of the dark revels. Malfoy was best equipped to host the type of dark gathering that the death eaters had. He stomped up to the front doors and blasted them open with his wand. He continued to stomp through the front entrance hall and down to the dungeons he had visited so many times. He was getting angrier and angrier with every step he took down the stairs. He was oozing waves of deep, dark rage.

Hermione found herself still in Lucius arms, but now in front of a large, large home. Lucius dragger her up to the doors and down to the dungeons. He let out a huge bellow: “Narcissa!”
He pushed Hermione to the wall. He still had both of her hands trapped in his own. He used on of his hands to restrain her and the other to search for her wand. He found it tucked into her cloak. Bu this time Hermione had finally found her voice.
“let me go, you evil, vile creature!”
“Silencio!” he said to her. Using her own wand on her.
Hermione was no longer able to speak. He used her wand again to put her hands in thick mental restraints.
Narcissa Malfoy descended the stairs in all her glory.

“Isn’t that Hermione Granger?” Narcissa said pointing to Hermione.
“Yes. I found her in Diagon Alley. She needs a lesson in picking husbands.” Lucius said. He was assembling a number of items Hermione couldn’t see on a table.
“So she didn’t choose you?”
“No she picked Severus.”
“Oh dear. You know he might come after you. Remember he can be very vengeful. And just as violent as you.”
“I know he’s going to come looking for her. That’s why we must be quick.” He flicked his wand and Hermione felt the chains that held her arms up drag her forward so she was in the middle of the room. Another wand flick and her clothes were gone.
“dear, what are you going to do?”
“Watch my dear, watch.”

He removed his shirt and picked up a coiled item off the table and walked towards her. He had the trade mark Malfoy smirk on his face. He unwound the bull whip.
“Scared?” He asked her.
Hermione shook her head.
Lucius walked around behind her and cracked the whip on the stone floor. She waited with baited breath. The she heard it before she felt it. The snap of the whip on her skin. The pain from the lash coursed through her body. Her whole body tensed with pain. She let out a silent scream.
He cracked the whip several more times before the three people in the dungeon her an enormous explosion upstairs.
“Narcissa! Stall him.”
Relief flooded Hermione, Severus was coming to save her. Lucius went to his table again and cam back with a knife. A butterfly knife to be exact. Hermione’s relief vanished. She heard Narcissa greeting Severus and then heard several spells cast.
Lucius ran to her. He used the knife on her neck. Making a long shallow cut parallel to her breast bone except 2 inches below it. He did the same to him. He licked up her blood and tried to forced some of his own into Hermione’s moth with his fingers. Once it was in her mouth he moved back and used her wand once again. He was pointing it at her and chanting. Hermione could feel static magic rising all around her.

Then Lucius was flat on his back on the stone floor. Severus was standing in the door way with his wand extended towards Lucius.
He pointed his wand at Hermione and she was released from the chains. She collapsed to the floor in a heap.
Severus stalked to Lucius. He put his wand into his sleeve then leaned down and plucked Hermione’s wand from him and threw it towards her. He picked Lucius up by his collar. His eyes fluttered open. “Severus…I uh…the girl.”
“I don’t want to hear it Lucius.”
He pulled his fist back and began throwing punch after punch into Lucius’ face. Lucius’ face wan badly bruised and bloody before Hermione was pulling on his cloak to stop.
He dropped Lucius to the ground.
He turned to look at Hermione. She was pointing at her throat and opening and closing her mouth.
“Finite incantatum.” Severus said.
“ohh.” Hermione groaned as she gripped his arm for support.
He picked up Lucius discarded cloak and wrapped it around her before picking her up and carrying her out of the manor.
He walked to the end of the grounds and disapparated.

Hermione had lost consciousness during the apparition. She woke up looking up into a four poster bed. She sat up and whimpered in pain. Her back felt like it was on fire.
“Here, drink this.”
She was handed a vial which she drank. Immediately relief washed over her. She looked to Severus sitting on the bed next to her. Then around the room. She didn’t recognize anything. The bed was on a dias in the far end of the room. There was colourful landscape paintings and frescos decorating the walls. There was a soft, plush burgundy rug in the middle of the room. The rug matched the two large chairs and sofa at the other end of the room, in front of the fire place. There was also a small desk on the left side of the room. Hermione returned her eyes to Severus.

“Where am I?” She asked
“My family home. I felt it was prudent to let you rest before speaking about this incident. I also wish to heal your back. If you will flip over I will do it.”
Hermione then realized she still wasn’t wearing any clothes. She was modestly covered by the blankets. She turned over before lowering them to her waist.
Severus took out his wand and muttered a healing charm as he ran the light over each other the lashes.
“Done.” He said while getting up.
“There are some robes for you at the end of the bed. Please change into them and join me by the fire.” He got up and went to sit in one of the chairs.

Hermione looked at the robes and then at Severus. He wasn’t facing her so she decided it was safe to leave the blankets and dress. Once dressed she joined him in the chairs. There was a plate of cheeses, meats and slices of bread on the table. There was also a glass of wine. Hermione began to munch and sip her wine. Severus broke the silence.
“I fell that we should refrain from telling Albus or anyone else about this.”
“What why?”
“Well this was a Death Eater matter. If we draw the order into this we may cause the final battle to happen before we are ready. We don’t want Harry Potter charging after Lucius and the dark Lord before he is ready. I also do not want my activities as a spy to be revealed. I will deal with Lucius at the next summons. I am sure it will be the main topic.”
“Yes I see your point. I just don’t like keeping things from my friends. How am I to explain my absence to Ginny? She was in the store with me.”
“I am sure you will find an excuse. Are you in any residual pain?”
Hermione stretched.
“No.”
“Good, come now. We must return.”
Hermione looked around.
“Alright. Is this were we will be living after we are married?”
“Yes. Follow me.”
Hermione followed Severus down through the floo.

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