Hermione breathed deep the crisp autumn air. Technically, she should be ordering new robes for the school year, but Hermione felt like she needed this little outing. I think I'll go over to the Leaky Cauldren and buy some more butterbeer, she thought to herself as she strolled along. Not noticing the people walking around her, she didn't see the small child she bumped into.

"Ooops! Sorry!" Hermione picked her up. The girl stared into Hermione hazel eyes with her bright blue ones. The girl glared at Hermione.

"Watch where you're going lady! Mommy doesn't like it when people don't see me. You'll get in trouble." With that, the girl flounced away.

Hermione stared after her. Kids these days. Shaking her head, she went into The Leaky Cauldren.

Tom, the barman, set up two butterbeers before Hermione could order.

"You looked like you needed them, and you don't look like the kind of person to drink." Tom said in his wheezy voice. Hermione smiled and set 10 sickles on the bar.

"Keep the change Tom, and thanks." Tom swept the money out of sight, and began to take more orders.

Hermione sat on one of the stools and looked around. She saw Hagrid and waved. Hagrid didn't see her. She called out,

"Hagrid!" Hagrid turned around, then shouted,

"Hermione! Look Out!" Hermione turned around to see Tom the barman swinging a bottle of Firewhisky at her head. It connected, and she crumpled to the floor. Hagrid cried out in rage, and charged Tom. Tom grabbed Hermione and Apparated.

Tom apparated not far from town, in fact by none other than Malfoy Manor. Suddenly, Tom's shape changed, and Pansy Parkinson stood in his place. She looked at Hermione in disgust.

"Filthy Mudblood." She spat, and kicked Hermione. Hermione moaned. Pansy levitated Hermione and began to march towards Malfoy Manor with her prize.

*******

Draco was just closing up shop. He was gald Hermione had not come down, the place was a wreak. Robes were everywhere, and poor Lily and Sam were trying to pick everything up. Mark was counting up the money at the register, but had promised to help out. Draco sighed. What he wouldn't do for a nice glass of muggle beer.

Suddenly, Hagrid burst through the door.

"Hagrid! The store's closed! And....I don't think we have any in your size..." Hagrid waved Mark's remark away.

"Where's Draco? I need to find him!"

"Draco's in the stock room. Oy! Draco!"

Draco came running out.

"What's the matter Mark? Oh, it's you Hagrid. What's up?"

"Draco, I don't know how to say this, but....Hermione's been kidnapped."

Draco gaped.

"K-kidnapped?...But....she's upstairs...."

"No Draco, I saw her in the Leaky Cauldren. I went to say hi to her, but then Tom....he....hit her with a bottle of Firewhisky. I tried to stop him, but he took Hermione and Apparated away. Draco, are you ok?"

Draco had fainted.

Katie