 Chapter 12
Malfoy Manor is located in a forest, in a clearing, on a hill, where no one can find it. Unless they already know where it is. That was where Draco was. The only problem was....he wasn't alone.
After Bellatrix left, he managed to get a good look at where he was. He was in one of the lower rooms of the house; he could tell by the air. He was by the West Wing, judging by what the window showed him. And he was in trouble, if he was to go by what his heart told him.
This time alone gave him some things to think about. About Harry. About Hermione. He wondered if Hermione was ok.
I wish I could have told her I loved her.... Draco thought to himself. But it was too late now. She could be anywhere. At that bar, the house, with....
Draco stopped himself. She wasn't with Harry. She couldn't be. She loved him.....didn't she?
"I treated her like crap." He muttered to himself.
"Yes you did." A cold voice spoke from near the door. Draco jerked his head up.
"Bella?"
"Correct." She seemed to be carrying something.
"Bella, let me go!"
"I can't do that. They'd be furious at me. By the way, I brought you dinner." She threw the weight down, and left, cackling. Draco dragged himself over to the lump. It was a person!
"What the..." He turned the body over. He gasped. "Hermione!"
Hermione's hair was in a tangle, and it looked like she was sleeping. A Stunning Spell, from the looks of it. Draco gathered her into his arms. He kissed her frozen face.
"I love you Hermione." He concentrated hard on her being. "Ennervate"
She glowed briefly, then fell limp.
"Hermione?"
"Draco? Is that you?" Hermione stirred. "Where am I?"
"In one of the dungeons in my house. Hermione...I think they're going to kill us."
Beside him, Hermione began to weep. Draco put his arms around her.
"Please don't cry honey. It'll be ok. I'll think of something."
"But where's Harry? I told him to save you. Where's Harry? Where's Harry?" Hermione was becoming a silent hysteric. Draco slapped her face. She fell silent except for her crying.
"Forget Harry Hermione. He doesn't know where we are. It's up to us to save ourselves." He kept her in his arms and rocked her to sleep.
Katie
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