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"'mione you sure you don't want me to come with you?" Ginny asked her brows furrowed in worry.

"I'll be ok its just a routine food run. Should be in and out." she said back walking towards the door. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for the knob. No matter how routine it was it was always unnerving to leave the safety of the compound. But no one could be spared to do the task sure she could bring Ginny or Charlie anyone would come to help but she couldn't risk losing anymore friends to the pure blood elites.

Ginny hugged Hermione from behind. "Please if anything happens use the portkey don't try to fight especially if its the Deaths" she said reaching around her and handing the flashlight they use as a port key to Hermione.

"I promise Ginny. I'll be back soon" She turned in Ginny's arms and gave a firm squeeze. Hermione put the portkey in her bag that was strapped across her chest. She opened the door stepping into the night while the hot August air hit her in the face causing goosebumps to raise up on her skin. Hermione stood still for a moment breathing in fresh air for the first time in weeks. The compound was underground perfectly hidden to muggles and wizarding folks. Keeping everyone left safe. But the air flow wasn't the best deep under the ground. Fear hung like a cloud suffocating everyone. So when missions were offered no matter how important or not it was people fought to do it, to get out of the compound. However no but Hermione does food runs. She's not only the brightest witch of her age but one of the strongest. She had an infinity for wandless magic with often surprised her enemies but not only that she was a quick and ruthless dueler she may not use the dark unforgiveable curses but she knew how to fight and if push came to shove she would use whatever curse, spell, or hex to keep her and her friends alive. She walked through the woods leaving the safety of the wards the order had in place to keep the compound safe stepping onto a gravel road. The stones crunching under her boots as she walked. She enjoyed the sound but quickly muffled her steps with her wand as well as casting a disillusionment. She absolutely could not get caught. She spotted the lights from the muggle city. Breathing a sigh of relief. This will be an easy mission. She chanted to herself.

She walked up to a small grocery store a faint glow coming from the back lighting up the food on the shelves. "Alohmora" she whispered gently pushing the door open praying to Merlin that this small grocery had no alarms. Not hearing anything she stepped inside dropped the disillusionment spell placing her wand back into the holster strapped to her thigh. The store wasn't big at all had two cash register to her left a wall of glass doors that were slightly fogged over by the frozen foods inside. There was were only three aisles in front of her but the metal shelves were tall she could see the packaged food her mouth slightly watering she pull the bag from her shoulder, instantly got to work grabbing canned foods, bags of rice, flour, and boxed foods anything that she thought they would need. Her bag had an extension on it but with everything in it she decided to shrink it, send it quickly to the compound and summon it back. As she waited for her bag to return she started pulling more food items off the shelves things they didn't really need but might bring some happiness to Harry and Ron or anyone in the compound. She even spotted some medicines she could take with her. Her bag came back falling at her feet she started placing everything she had pulled off the shelves into it. Filling it up once more. She let out a sigh fully standing about to throw the bag over her shoulder to leave when she felt the air shift. The scars on her left arm started burning as they did when she was near someone or something with an ambiance of dark magic. She barely was able to suffocate the gasp of pain building in her throat. She froze, straining her ears to listen for any movement any noise it was faint but there was a slight shuffle of movement to her right. Hermione never thought she would be in position where the killing curse would ever leave her lips but as she turned to the right. Seeing a figure step into the light all her fears came true. Draco Malfoy stood in front of her dressed in all black clothing shadows covering half his face causing him to look slightly demonic, the dim light to the back of the store causing his shadows to loom over her. If he was here the other members of his squad would be here. She is stuck in a small grocery store with the Harbingers of Death that thought had her quickly raising her wand the killing curse falling from her mouth for the first time fully meaning to kill him.

"AVADA KEDAVRA" a bright flash of green shot out of my wand. A brief look of shock flashed across his face before he dodged out the way.

"Draco!" a shrill voice rang out beside Hermione working quickly she waved her wand toward the heavy metal shelf tipping it over. She didn't wait around to see what damage she done she took off in towards the front of the store to put enough distance between her and them. They moved as a pack and she has no idea where the other two are. As the thought enter her mind she got an answer a arm came out from the shelves to her left she turned to backpedal falling and sliding under the arm she wasted no time in twisting around shooting the strongest wordless Flipendo she could manage. The person appearing to be Theodore Nott went flying back landing with a ohfmp. She made it to the door almost feeling relief before strong arms came around her trapping her arms to her side. Without hesitation she threw her head back hearing a satisfying crack.

"Fuck" the voice said behind her but didn't loosen his grip. Hermione struggled hard kicking her legs out anything she could do to get out of his arms but they just tightened until the pain and lack of air made her go slack her wand cluttering to the floor.

"Bloody hell that was the strongest flipendo I think in the wizarding world" Nott said hitting his chest coughing.

"Thanks for helping guys. Just almost got crushed by that shelf but none of you came to help only Draco" Pansy Parkinson came limp into view finally with Malfoy. "See she got you good in the face Blaise" Hermione closed her eyes. She had been hoping praying to Merlin that this day never came but she was now trapped with the people responsible for killing many of her friends. Lavender, Dumbledore, Fred, and so many others but now it will be her turn. No doubt will she die a painful death one to make an example of her she was sure. As they are stood around her she remembered her bag full of foods and medicine and a portkey. If she used it now Blaise would be brought with her but the wards might kill him. she started to reach into the bag when Blaise shifted his hold grabbing he arm shoving it behind her with a painful twist that caused her to yell out.

"Hermione Granger what would be the odds of that." Pansy sneered. Eyeing her with pure hate, disgust morphing her face. 

"She used a killing curse" Malfoys poncy aristocratic drawl sounded across the room causing anger to rise in her he was close so close she had to strain her neck back to glare into his storm gray hateful eyes. Before she could think better she huffed back and spit at him. She smirked when it hit in straight in the face. But Pansy was quick and before she even realized her head was forced to one side as pain exploded across her cheek. Tears wiled up into her eyes. It felt like her eye was going to explode out of the socket.

"You disgusting mudblood pig. How dare you! I can't wait to gut you open" Pansy grabbed her face yanking it towards her squeezing her nails into her sore cheek. "when I'm done with you, your gonna beg me to kill you" she let go walking to Malfoy to fawn over him cleaning his face, robbing her hands up and down his arms in what looked like soothing gesture. When their eyes met again she realized her mistake. His eyes were almost now a slate gray his eyes darkened with his rage.

"Granger who taught you how to use a killing curse" Theo came into view. With a click of her teeth she just glared into his blue eyes watching them shift from a form of curiosity to surprise to amused to anger. Hermione smirked to herself Slytherins they were all the same so quick in their anger.

"So what are we going to do with her?" Pansy asked curling her hand around Malfoy's arm.

"We take her back to the camp. We can't kill her yet. I will have to shift through her mind to revel all those secrets she has swirling up there" Malfoy said coming closer raising his wand. "Have a good sleep mudblood for this is the last time you will sleep peacefully. Stupefy" as soon as the spell left his wand Hermione's fear became almost palpable and in that fear she tried to work building walls, forests, an ocean around her mind the secrets she keeps but the spell brought her under quickly the world fading into darkness.