Born The Day You Kissed Me

Abduction

Hermione and Ginny stopped cold when Pansy appeared at the lavatory door. She was staring at Hermione with the exact look she'd given her earlier that night, and it startled both of the girls when she stepped towards them. They all seemed to be holding their breath, and the only noise was the soft plop of Hermione's mask waning to the ground.

Hermione shuffled backwards bringing Ginny along with her. She was becoming unnerved by Pansy's peculiar behavior, but it didn't seem like Ginny was for she soon spoke up.

"What do you want, Parkinson?" she asked forcefully. When Pansy didn't reply, Ginny scoffed. "What you aren't going to speak?" she taunted as the girl continued to stare at them. "Wow, that's amazing Hermione! She is so jealous of you and Malfoy that she's literally speechless!"

Hermione threw Ginny a warning glance, but before either girl knew what was going on, Pansy had pulled out her wand and pointed it right at Ginny. "STUPEFY!" she screeched, and the curse hit the red head square in the chest.

Hermione screamed as Ginny was thrown several feet backwards so that she landed behind the sink. "What the hell is your problem?" she yelled at Pansy as she tried to rush over to Ginny. She didn't make it far, for Pansy stepped in front of her, blocking her way.

Pansy had her wand pointed at Hermione, and she immediately halted.

Now that she was up close, Hermione could see dark circles underneath her eyes. Her face was pale, her eyes bloodshot, and she had very dark eyeliner makeup on. She didn't look well, and Hermione couldn't help but mutter, "You've gone mad."

After several seconds of silence, Pansy slowly began to grin evilly as she kept her wand pointed at Hermione.

"Granger, if only you knew," she said huskily.

Normally, Hermione would never feel threatened by Pansy Parkinson, but for some reason she was shaking in her shoes. Hermione knew that she was the most powerful witch in her class, if not the whole school. However the wand that gave her said power was, at the moment, transfigured into a flower and stuck in her hair.

"What do you want?" Hermione said nervously. She tried to back away from the girl, but Pansy followed every move she made.

"It's not about what I want, Mudblood. It's about what he wants," she said with a demonic scowl.

Hermione thought for a moment that perhaps she was under the Imperius curse, and it was scaring the hell out of her. When she glanced over at Ginny, it brutally reminded her of looking down to see her parents. The thought caused tears to spring to her eyes.

"Well, well, well," a familiar voice suddenly cooed, striding up behind Pansy.

Hermione's stomach dropped. She instantly recognized that voice.

"Good work Miss Parkinson, I see you've cornered the Mudblood," Lucius Malfoy scowled.

"HELP--" Hermione began to scream, but was cut off by a curt, "Silencio," from Lucius' black wand.

"Now now, we need not involve anyone else in our business here."

Hermione's eyes bulged as three more men came into the loo. One of them pushed Pansy aside, who was now grinning madly at Hermione, thrilled by her look of horror.

She glanced at Ginny for a moment to find the red heads eyes transfixed on her with shock. Luckily, Ginny was hidden from view and the men had no idea she was even there.

"Unarm her," Lucius ordered.

Two large men walked towards Hermione. One grabbed her arms as she tried to fight and the other knelt on her feet so that she couldn't move her legs. She knew she was no where near strong enough, but she still had to try. She caught sight of one of their faces, and she recognized him from the dream she'd had about Draco in the forest....

After a silent scream, tears began to pour from her eyes as the man on the ground ripped her dress up the middle and ran his hands along her legs in search of her wand. He groped her, and she felt wetness along her neck from tears as his rough hands scratched at her skin mercilessly. Meanwhile, the other man who was holding her flaring arms steady was digging his sharp nails into her delicate skin and she could feel bruises rapidly forming.

She shut her legs on instinct, but the man on the ground harshly grabbed them and opened them again. Hermione trembled in fear as his hand came close to the apex of her thighs as she wasn't wearing knickers, and she held her breath in hopes that he would stop.

Suddenly he pulled his hands away. She relaxed a little, and thanked the Gods that he hadn't touched her there. However, she wasn't at all prepared for him to stand up and rip the sashes from her body, which consequently ripped a lot of the lace along with it. He fumbled through the material before turning to Lucius to declare that she had no wand.

"No wand?" Lucius asked as he walked over to her. "How unwise," he whispered with a smile.

The other man released her arms and she staggered forward a little before regaining her balance. She clenched her jaw in anger, livid with everything that they had done not only to her and her parents, but to Draco as well. Lucius was now directly in front of her and she somehow found the nerve to spit in his face.

Lucius wiped his eyes feverishly. "Alecto, take care of her," he snarled while backing away.

When Alecto pulled out his wand, Lucius stopped him. "No, the castle will detect dark magic. Why don't you punish her...recreationally," he scowled.

Alecto walked up to Hermione and heaved her frightened body forward several feet. She struggled, and he took her right arm and bent it backwards so that it gave a resound crack. Then, as if that weren't enough, he grabbed the back of her head and slammed it down on the sink without an ounce of pity.

Hermione screamed in agony, but no sound escaped her lips. Her head began to pulsate and before she could process how much blood was now trickling down her neck, darkness overtook her.

* * *

"Hey Potter, have you seen Hermione?" Draco asked as he walked up to Harry and Ron. Lavender was dancing away with some other Gryffindor girls, and had left Ron's side when he'd declared himself worn-out.

"I think she and Ginny went to the loo," Ron said. Harry had a concerned look on his face however.

"They've been gone for a while," Harry said standing up.

"Relax, I'm sure they're just fixing their hair or soaking their feet or something," Ron said as he stood to go get more punch.

"Well, if you see her will you tell her I'm looking for her?" Draco said to Harry.

Harry nodded at him and went to refill his punch glass with Ron.

Draco strolled around the hall. He wasted at least twenty minutes before he couldn't wait any longer. Hermione was not a vain girl, and he didn't think Weasley was either.

He briskly walked to the girls' lavatory, and called her name from the door. When no one answered, he cautiously ventured inside.

"Hermione?" he called out questioningly when he picked up her mask that was lying by the door. He walked in further to find pieces of her dress' blue sash all over the place. As he ventured farther in, he saw Weasley on the ground. She had obviously been stunned, and he flipped out his wand in a hurry.

"Finite Incantatem!"

Ginny gulped in breath and leapt up as fast as she could.

"What the hell is going on?" Draco said, stopping her before she ran out of the room.

"They took her! You father and his damned Death Eaters! They've kidnapped Hermione!" she screamed as she fled from the lavatory.

Draco's jaw dropped and then he glanced at the sink. There was blood dripping from it....

He felt like his insides were withering up and exploding simultaneously. "FUCK!" he swore harshly as he threw Hermione's mask to the ground and sprinted out of the loo after Ginny.

Draco didn't get very far, for he stopped dead in his tracks as he saw Pansy emerge from an alcove with a crooked smile on her face as she watched Ginny run past. Her smile wasn't what stole his breath away...the blue sashes from Hermione's dress that she held in her hands were.

"PANSY!" he roared as he advanced on her. "Where is she!?" he asked as he slammed her against the wall.

"Whatever are you talking about?" Pansy asked innocently. He grabbed the sash from her hands and shoved it in her face.

"Don't fuck around with me, where the hell did they take her?"

"Stop it, you're hurting me!" she whimpered as he threw the sash to the ground and put a hand around her neck.

"Tell me where she is," he gritted out slowly. When she didn't answer, he pressed even harder on her throat, not at all caring that he might be killing her.

Pansy's eyes began to water as her hands grabbed at his in attempt to push him away. He barely loosened them when she gasped, "Lucius took her."

"Where?!" he shook her, "Where did he take her?"

Pansy looked at him wrathfully. Her eyes widened even further as he took out his wand and pointed it at her with his free hand.

"Don't make me curse you Parkinson," he said dangerously.

His use of her surname flared her anger further, and she pushed against him and managed to finally fling his hand away from her throat. She coughed and shoved him off of her. "Why do you care so much, Malfoy," she said, spitting his surname like he did hers, "why do you care what he does with that stupid Mudblood whore!?" she yelled at him, knowing very well the answer to her question.

"Don't call her that," he said harshly as he shoved her up against the wall again, putting his left hand around her neck. "TELL ME WHERE THEY TOOK HER!" he yelled as he pointed his wand at her threateningly.

Pansy shot him an icy glare. She didn't doubt his threat, and could tell by the look in his eyes that he might strangle her to death if she didn't tell him.

Draco pushed his wand ruthlessly against her neck, while tightening his grip with every passing moment of silence.

"They took her to the manor," Pansy croaked with what little breath she had left in her body.

* * *

"HARRY! RON!" Ginny screeched as she sprinted into the Great Hall. She grabbed their arms and hauled them into the hallway to avoid everyone who was now staring at her from her commotion.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked forcefully.

"Lucius Malfoy, he--he kidnapped Hermione!" she said, panting for breath.

"WHAT?" Ron bellowed.

"Where did they take her?" Harry asked as they began to run down the corridor together.

"I don't know but he had a few other people with him, Death Eaters I think," she sobbed as tears threatened to fall.

Draco looked up to see Potter and the Weasley's running down the hall. There they were, running to her rescue....

"Wait," he said to himself. "STOP!" Draco shouted after them. It had suddenly occurred to him exactly what his father was doing. They were using her to get to him....

"POTTER!" he bellowed as he shoved Pansy away from him. She took off running in the other direction, gasping for breath from his attempt to choke her.

Harry, Ron and Ginny didn't stop to answer, but kept running. "Stop! I SAID STOP!" Draco shouted even louder.

"What do you want?!" Harry shouted as he spun around. "Hasn't your father caused enough trouble?" Harry yelled back. He knew they needed to get to Hermione, and fast. "I knew we shouldn't have trusted you--"

"Would you shut up for once in your bloody life!? Don't you understand? This is exactly what Lucius wants you to do! The only reason he took her was because he knew you would go cavorting after her to save her! You are walking right into their hands!" Draco hissed as he glanced over his shoulder to make sure they were alone in the corridor.

"Harry," Ginny said as she put her hand on his arm to relax him and keep him from punching Malfoy's face off. "Harry, you weren't there. Hermione and I were in the loo, minding our own business when Pansy Parkinson blocked us from leaving. She stunned me, and I flew behind the sink so that Lucius and his thugs couldn't see me," she explained as all three boys had their eyes on her.

"Lucius came in and was complimenting Parkinson on cornering Hermione, and then they--they beat her and dragged her away. I don't know how much time passed before Malfoy came and took the spell off of me," Ginny said with tears in her eyes. "Malfoy was too shocked, he wasn't in on her abduction, Parkinson was," Ginny said mostly to Harry and Ron.

"Okay, well we need to get to her," Harry said quickly when Ginny finished.

"Did--did you not hear a bloody thing I just said Potter?" Draco scolded.

"I did, and that's why you're coming with us. Ginny said they mentioned the manor, and we have no idea what or where it is," Harry said as he resumed walking through the corridor.

"The manor is my house," Draco said smoothly as he fell in step behind them. "And you're bloody right you'll need my help, you probably wouldn't even be able to find it much less find her inside of it."

The only means of transportation they had were broomsticks. Luckily, the four of them were trained fliers, and they ran to the Quidditch pitch to retrieve their brooms.

In no time at all, they were gliding through the night, Draco leading them in the right direction.

"They probably took her to the dungeons," Draco said to Harry. It was the first time they'd talked since they'd been in the air. Ron and Ginny flew closer to listen.

"The dungeons have several entrances, but we will go through the West Wing entrance since it is closest to my room. We'll fly in through there," he explained. "I'll show you where the entrance is, and then I'll go to find my father. I have to delay long enough for you guys to rescue her. Remember, it is you Potter that they're after, you have to keep yourself safe above all," he said locking eyes with Harry.

* * *

Hermione was finding it difficult to breath. She tried to lick her lips because they felt chapped, but her tongue felt constrained. She tasted metallic and cotton faintly, and realized that there was something wrapped around her head and stuck in-between her teeth.

The metallic taste was obviously blood, and she bit down on the cloth as she slowly opened her eyes. Well, her right eye wouldn't budge and she felt it swelling as she moved her lid around to moisturize her eyeball.

There was a torch outside her cell...cell? She moved her head and saw for the first time steal bars enclosing her in a dark damp place. She began to panic as the events of the evening rushed back to her mind.

She had been in the loo with Ginny...Parkinson had been there. Ginny had been cursed...and then Lucius had showed up. She remembered a man...he had twisted her arm, and then hit her in the head.

Hermione tried to sit up, but found the movement dreadfully painful. She then realized that her hands were also bound. She cried out, and heard her own muffled voice. So they'd lifted the silencing spell she assumed as she continued to cry out in pain.

"Damn!" she thought as she sat up to lean against the steal bars. She barley noticed the pain in her back from the bars as her right arm hurt like hell. The man must have broken it when he twisted it backwards.

Hermione looked down at herself to find blood everywhere. Her insides cramped and for a moment she thought that she might have been raped. It was a pain she'd never felt before. It was possible, she didn't remember anything after they'd hit her head. That's when she noticed that there was dried blood all along her face, neck and running down onto her once beautiful gown.

She cried harder as she saw the state it was in, and she thought of Draco and the look in his eye as he'd given it to her. Now it looked like blood red lace. She sniffed loudly and pushed her tongue relentlessly against the cloth to get it out of her mouth.

After several minutes of struggling, she managed to push it out over her chin. She used her shoulder to push it down so that it dangled around her neck.

Hermione sighed, and started to struggle out of her hand bindings but it sent shots of pain up her arm and she screamed in shock at how much it hurt. She gritted her teeth and moaned as she tried again. Trying to ignore the pain, she moved her hands against each other to loosen the cloth. Why they hadn't magically bound her was beyond her, but there was one thing she knew for sure.

She had to get free.