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Trussed	By : ES_Hurr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 13623 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Draco threw Hermione into his room, slamming the door and storming to the bar, throwing up silencing charms haphazardly.

“Fuck!” He slammed a glass down and Hermione glared at him from the floor, scrambling to her knees. She was still too shaky from the crucios to stand, and hated herself for it.

“You cowardly, disgusting, ferret!” She spat, and he whipped around to face her, eyes ablaze.

“Fuck you, Granger!” He screamed. “Do you think I enjoyed that?”

“Of course you couldn't possibly enjoy my dirty mudblood-”

“-I don't enjoy ASSAULTING women-”

“-going to be passed through the ranks like a-”

“-trying to make it easier for you-”

“Just kill me, Draco!” Hermione broke and sobbed so hard her chest hurt. “P-please…”

“Argh!” Draco cried and turned back to his glass, hand shaking as he poured.

Snape burst into the room, casting his own silencing charms as he, too, slammed the door.

“We need to find out who the spy is in the Order.” He said.

“You're the only one who would be trusted enough to have that information.” Draco snapped. “If you don't have it, nobody does.”

“You will get it.” The older man shot back, and Draco nearly dropped his glass.

“Just because I found Potter’s Mudblood doesn't mean I'm privy to the Dark Lord’s secrets.” He said flippantly and Hermione scowled.

Before she could open her mouth, Snape cast a silencio on her. Her angry cries aren't audible and the two men ignored her emphatic yelling.

“He knows that Potter is alive and how to contact him. You get to add your memories to the message. Get a message to Potter.” The older man said, and Draco noticed Hermione go completely still.

“How?” The blonde demanded. “I'm sure the Dark Lord would happily send along a message to the Order instead of a memory of me raping her like I was instructed.”

“I taught you occlumency myself, stupid brat.” Snape hissed. “Shield a part of the memory for Potter to unlock.”

This made Draco pause. He took a swig from his glass. If it was possible, it was risky. “How will the wanker know to unlock it?”

“Get her to tell him.” His Godfather motioned to Hermione, who had continued to stay still and listen. “They must have some kind of code.” He raised an eyebrow at the witch and she opened her mouth but no sound came out.

Snape lazily lifted the silencing charm. “Well?”

“I can relay a message to Harry undetected.” She said softly. “But I don't… you can shield certain things within a memory with occlumency, but you can't fabricate them.”

“No.” Snape hated that he felt slightly empathetic towards the girl. She clenched her jaw.

“I can't-” Draco started.

“You must.” His Godfather turned to him. “It has to be real, and it has to be sent. Potter needs to know what we know, and that we're still allied with the Order.”

“And his so-called ally raped his girlfriend.” The younger man was shaking again, and Hermione was too exhausted to correct him.

“You must, and make it believable.” Snape reiterated. “Let’s go over occluding an external memory. I don't have much time; I have to reign in your father.” He slammed the door just as hard upon exiting.

“Can you untie me, please?” Hermione’s voice was small, but firm.

“Really?” Draco asked incredulously.

“My arms are aching. I won't try anything.” She assured. “I understand the need for this memory to bypass Voldemort to get to Harry.”

“Ever the valiant Gryffindor.” He spat, and used his wand to free her from her bonds. She immediately hugged her arms to her chest, rubbing her sore wrists and reveling in the feeling of the small freedom granted to her.

She stood on shaky legs. “I won't fight you.”

“You have to fight me, stupid woman.” He turned from her. “This will have to be brutal. Otherwise the Dark Lord won't send it. And my cover will be blown. Not like the Order will still have me after this.”

“Harry will understand.” Hermione said, but when Draco scoffed she didn't blame him. Harry would not react well to any of this. “I will make him understand.” She sat on the bed nervously, watching him pace his room.

He shook his head. “It doesn't matter. My priority is my mother.” He rubbed furiously at his eyes. “Okay. Give the message. I'll extract and occlude it later.”

Hermione bit her lip. This could be her last mission. She didn't have delusions of surviving this war anymore. She had to make her existence count. For the future of the world.
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