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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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Chapter List
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- 5-V
- 6-VI
- 7-VII
- 8-VIII
- 9-IX
- 10-X
- 11-XI
- 12-XII
- 13-XIII
- 14-XIV
- 15-XV
- 16-XVI
- 17-XVII
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A/N: Sorry about the long wait guys!! I decided had to get this chapter out for the release of HP6, so it is currently un-beta'd, I'm sorry for the mistakes!!

Chapter Nine

Hermione followed Draco up the stairs, her heart pounding rapidly in her chest. She gripped her wand in her right hand and couldn’t quite get over the thrill of having it back again; it was like a part of her that had been torn away had been replaced, as good as new.

She suddenly felt as though the sound of her breath and her footsteps on the hard stone were excruciatingly loud in the silent stairwell.

The two of them crept silently though the rooms and hallways of the Manor, trying to be as silent as possible.

Draco was trying to act as normal as possible, so that no-one who saw him would pay any attention to him.

Although, even Hermione thought he looked as though he was up to something, she just hoped no-one would notice him creeping around.

Suddenly his posture changed, and he suddenly looked as though he was merely striding through Manor as, she guessed, he normally did. His back straightened and he plastered his usual sneer across his face.

A black clad Death Eater strode into the room causing Hermione to stop suddenly, holding her breath. She could have sworn that her heart sounded like a beating drum in her chest.

Draco merely nodded at the man, continuing on through the doorway without slowing down. Hermione had to hurry after him as soon as the Death Eater was behind her and out of the room; she entered the next hallway in time to see Draco disappear through another door.

‘How big is this place?’ she wondered as she ran after him, becoming breathless despite the strengthening potion he had given her.

“Shhh...” Draco hissed under his breath, looking over his shoulder to where he could hear her ragged breath. Hermione tried her hardest to slow and quiet her breathing; Draco stood browsing the paintings, knowing that she needed time to recover.

Once she had regained her breath she whispered at him that she was ok now, and he turned and continued out into an adjoining room.

Suddenly Hermione could hear loud voices coming from behind them, she didn’t know whether she should stop, in case they came into the room and saw the shimmer of air as she moved, or to take her chances and continue to hurry through the room.

She decided to keep moving when Draco sped up at the sound of the men behind them; she would never get out of the maze of corridors and rooms that made up the Manor if she lost track of Draco. He probably wouldn’t even know she was missing until he got off the grounds and told her to take off the disillusionment charm.

As she and Draco moved into yet another hallway she heard the door to the room they had just been in burst open. She heard the last half of what was being said.

“.. well, go and check” Snarled an all too familiar voice, before another man yelled out in pain as he was hit with what was probably Lucius’ cane.

Before she and Draco were halfway down the hall the door burst open and Lucius strode out, Hermione stood as still as she could, her heart wild with panic.

“Draco!” Lucius called from behind them, causing Draco to freeze in place as Hermione had done.

She saw his eyes widen in panic before he, yet again, slid a mask over his features and slowly pivoted on the spot to face his father.

Hermione wondered how much of what she had known about Draco from school had all been a facade.

“Yes, father?” he drawled casually, he was a very good actor, Hermione thought, but then, she didn’t know him very well, his father and other people who he spent more time with him might be able to hear the tension in his voice that she couldn’t.

“Have you, by chance, seen the Mudblood’s wand? It appears to be missing.” The older man sneered at his only son.

Draco raised his eyebrows, looking bemused, “Why on earth would I have seen Her-” - for a split second his eyes betrayed a hint of panic as he stopped himself from calling her ‘Hermione’ in front of his father, he continued smoothly - “-wand?”

“I don’t know, Draco.” Lucius took a few steps forward as he spoke, “but I’ve been told that you have been spending quite a bit of time with the scum.” He cocked an eyebrow at his son questioningly.

“Yes, father... I like to... play with her.” He paused, “She has a very nice scream” He grinned at his father.

“Oh” said Lucius tilting his head to the side, “then why hasn’t anyone else heard these, nice screams, while you’ve been down there?” Lucius continued to move forwards, causing Hermione to step slowly backwards to avoid being run into.

Draco thought quickly then explained with nonchalance “Silencing charms.”

Lucius spun around suddenly as the door burst open, a panting Death Eater leaning against the door frame trying to talk while still catching his breath.

“Gone...she’s, gone.” He paused standing up straighter as he got his breath back “The Mudblood’s not in her cell.”

Lucius looked furious, his teeth clenched before whirling back to face Draco, who had been slowly stepping backwards while no-one’s attention was on him.

“Well?” he forced the word through his teeth, “What do you know of this, my son.” He said the last words sarcastically. “Where are you going anyway? Hmm, boy?” He asked “Not planning on missing the meeting that’s in half an hour?” Lucius was sneering at his son.

Draco was speechless, it was the first time Hermione had seen him completely crack under pressure.

“N-no, of course not.” He stuttered, Hermione could see a light sheen of sweat forming across his brow. He was probably thinking about what that ‘meeting’ would involve if they were caught.

Lucius’s face darkened, “You always did have a bit of an obsession with the dirty chit, didn’t you? Never shut up about her, while you were at Hogwarts, it was always ‘Granger this’, or ‘Granger that’.” He slowly walked further forwards, causing both Draco and Hermione to back up, she ended up with her back close enough to Draco that she could feel the heat emanating from his skin.

“And recently,” continued Lucius, “you haven’t been participating at the Lord’s feasts.” He looked at his son with distaste, “and then I hear that you wouldn’t let Mulciber and the other lads have their fun with girl.” Lucius raised his wand, just as Draco grabbed Hermione and spun around, pushing her towards the huge double doors at the end of the hall.

“Run!” he yelled at her “GO!” he spun back round to face his father just as Lucius sent a curse at him that hit him directly in the chest.

Hermione didn’t stop, even as she heard him scream in pain and she remembered the burning feeling of being burnt alive and simultaneously frozen to death that the cruciatus curse inflicted.

She heard Lucius yell at the men, who had gathered at the end of the hall watching the spectacle between Lucius and his son, to find and recapture her.

As she pushed the doors open, and smelt fresh air for the first time in weeks, she had to dodge several spells as they were thrown her way.

“I hate you” She heard Draco spit at his father as he got back to his feet to face his father, right before being knocked to the ground again as another wave of excruciating pain was sent his way.

Hermione shot three stunning spells over her should and heard a grunt as one of the men on her tail fell to the ground.

She was halfway through the huge garden moving towards the edge of the anti-apparition wards, dodging curses as she ran and firing off hexes over her shoulder when she realised what she was doing.

What if Draco didn’t manage to get away from his father? Could she just leave him there to endure whatever they would put him through? After everything he had done for her?

“No” she whispered out loud, she couldn’t do that to him. She stopped and spun around sending hexes flying and managed to stun two of her pursuers before sprinting back in the direction of the Manor, the remaining two Death Eaters stopped, looking confusedly as her footprints – which they had been following – suddenly reversed directions.

She stunned them as she ran passed and was thankful that the doors to the Manor were still open when she got to them, breathing hard.

Just as she entered the hall, she was struck from behind with a body bind curse, and she let out a surprised scream as she fell to the ground, immobile.

In the position she was in she could see that Lucius had just managed to bind his son with ropes from his wand and he looked up, glowering as he heard her startled cry as she fell.

He grinned, and started towards where she was, his eyes scanning for a clue as to her exact location.

Hermione concentrated as hard as she could and managed to unlock her limbs using non-verbal magic. She started to get slowly to her feet, not wanting to make a single sound, when the Death Eater who had sent the hex at her came running through the door and tripped over her kneeling form, subsequently giving away her position.

She quickly brought her wand up and stunned the man; she then got to her feet and unbound Draco with a flick of her wand, before turning towards Lucius, her wand pointing directly at him.

Draco had immediately crawled towards his discarded wand when he was free from the bindings, and he and Hermione both shot stunning hexes towards his father at exactly the same moment, both the spells hitting him in the chest.

Lucius’s eyes rolled up into his head as he was knocked completely unconscious by the power of the two well placed hexes and he fell forward, a trickle of blood leaking from his nose.

Draco and Hermione both kept their wands out, not trusting that more Death Eaters wouldn’t come.

Hermione quietly walked up to Draco just as he whispered to her. “Where are you?” He asked, his eyes scanning right through her.

“Right here” she whispered back, before pressing her mouth firmly and passionately against his – if they didn’t manage to escape, she at least wanted Draco to know how grateful she was for all he had done for her. She pulled away almost immediately grabbing his hand, her wand already transferred into her left.

She tugged him down the hall towards the exit, they had to get out of there before the Death Eaters came around; they were both exhausted and weak, Hermione didn’t know how well they would hold up in another fight.

They ran and stumbled their way through the beautiful gardens and were at the edge of the wards when Draco was suddenly hit in the centre of his back with a spell, he slumped forwards, falling face first into the grass, his hand jerking out of Hermione’s

Hermione’s heart jumped into her throat and she spun around and shot a hex directly at Draco’s attacker, she saw it hit him in the chest as she flung herself onto the limp form of Draco and apparated away from the place where so many of their nightmares had taken place.

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A/N: So who else went to the first session? If you have seen the movie, let me know what you thought of it, which bits you think they should have kept in which bits they didn't need, etc etc. and of course.. let me know what you think of this chapter! realistic escape? too easy? I love to get feedback! Casey xoxox
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