Chapter 2
Chapter two
Tw- torture, physical abuse
Hermione
Apart from the occasional snoring the room was silent, Hermione hadn't slept, she couldn't she started at the bed above her as the time passed. How were they going to get out of this, a light moves through the room as the night became day.
Bang
Hermione shot up looking to the door as a group of death eaters walked in smirking pushing the girls out of the beds some landing in a heap on the floor, the guards just laughed.
Hermione jumped up glaring at them as they continued on. Once all the girls were awake and out of bed the guards walked back to the door the leader stepping forward.
“Orientation begins in ten minutes get your filthy arses outside” with a swift nod to the others he left.
The girls looked at each other before putting on their shoes and following them out. The day was clear, Hermione saw groups of people working, some building others handing out food.
A harsh shove from a guard nearly made her fall but she kept her balance walking towards the others. Susan walked beside her looking round.
“Dementors guard the fences” she whispered to Hermione, when she mentioned that she noticed them hovering back and forth like ghosts “no wonder it's so cold here” Susan added as they made their way to a separate building.
Once inside a row of chairs we're set out the guards pushed them towards it, one girl fell to the ground after being pushed too hard the guard who pushed her smirked moving closer. Taking out his wand he stood over her
“Crucio” he said gleefully as the girl screamed out under the curse, everyone watched, Hermione clenched her fist fighting the urge to help her knowing it would do no good without her wand or magic.
He screamed it again jumping for joy as her screams got louder her body twisted and contorted. Blood pouring from her mouth and nose. The guard let the spell go and the girl fell to a heap panting tucking his wand away he kicked her hard in the ribs.
The girl didn't make a sound Susan grabbed Hermione's hand in terror “is she dead?” Susan whispered to her, Hermione didn't answer she just kept her eyes on her, when she was on the run she stayed with madam Pomfrey for a while and learnt healing magic her eyes scanned her body and noticed the faint movement at her chest.
“Shes alive” Hermione replied back feeling Susan relax a little but tense again when the guard kicked her once again.
“Enough” a new voice spoke they all turned to look seeing a blond haired man stood at the stage his eyes dark as he glared at the guard who had the decency to look away and back to his place.
Hermione took him in, he wore black like everyone else, his blond hair long but tied in a small ponytail at the base of his neck, he was tall at least a head or two taller than her.
There was something about him and aura of sorts she couldn't explain it even to herself.
“You two” he points to two prisoners who were not part of their group they froze looking at him “take her to the hospital wing” they both nodded running to lift her up dragging her out.
The man's eyes turned to the death eater who tortured her they lit up for a second going from whatever his normal eye colour was to a bright blue.
Hermione had seen that once but couldn't remember who it was that did the same thing, he moved from the stage walking confidently towards the guard who now looked ready to run and hide.
Coming to a stop in front of him Hermione could see the sneer on his lips “it is not your job to punish the prisoners” his voice was low deep and gravely.
Hermione saw some girls blushing when he spoke “it's your job to move them you are not a torturer get back to your post” with that he turned walking back to the stage standing.
The girls quickly sat not wanting to get on his bad side. Hermione and Susan looked at each other wondering if this man was worse than Dolohov.
“This is your induction at Radgefiend camp your commander is Dolohov, here you will work, sleep and serve the dark lord” Hermione had to admit he was a very good public speaker unlike Dolohov his approach seemed to put everyone at ease well except her she knew it was an act.
“You will be subjected to weekly talks to determine how you got your magic if you are a mudblood, blood traitors will be re-educated on the ways of the dark lord and if you change your ways you will be released” he added walking back and forth looking at them.
Hermione couldn't take her eyes off him, his walk was smooth confident more like a swagger than a walk if she were honest. As he looked through the crowd his eyes found hers, the flash of blue once again showed before he looked away never looking in her direction again.
“My name is Draco Malfoy and I am one of the dark lords high reeve” Hermione had remembered Ron had talked about a Malfoy once.
“Not surprised Malfoy didn't put his son at Hogwarts, they think they are better than everyone else”
Hermione had read up on the family after he mentioned it. They were part of the sacred twenty eight and avid supporters of the dark lord he was also the sole heir to the black family after the death of Sirius Black in their fifth year.
The man was rich and powerful and that's what she felt when she first saw him.
“Any rule breaking and you will be killed” he finished, Hermione had missed most of his speech he then looked at the guard and nodded “now get to work” with that he turned and left his cloak billowing behind him.
The guards shouted at them all to stand as the other prisoners opened the doors so they could leave, Hermione followed walking with Susan.
“What's a high reeve?” She asked the other girl, Susan looked at her wincing at the bright light.
“They are the dark lords most valued, they are ruthless whilst Dolohov is in charge of this camp the high reeve is in charge of him he only answers to the dark lord”
A guard stopped in front of them, “you follow me” he pointed at Hermione. Hermione could only follow as he didn't wait for a reply.
Half running half walking she followed the guard until they got to a huge house, it stood out against the awful conditions she lived in currently.
The guard knocked loudly, it didn't take long for the door to open. A second guard who wore a different uniform opened the door he looked at them both his mouth turning to a small snarl when he looked at her and moved aside to let them in.
Inside was bright works of art ran across the walls either side of the hallway, on the floor was a deep green rug that ran from the front door to the second door on the other side of the hall.
Being pushed forward she was made to walk and follow the second guard who didn't even check she was following him. Going up a marble staircase, gold bars followed it up.
“Don't touch” the guard growled when she went to hold the bar, quickly she brought her hand back and kept her eyes down as the climbed up.
The second landing had doors running off it, girls walked around, dressed similar to her but much cleaner were cleaning they didn't look up from their work as they passed them. Each door was closed the black and gold doors were heavy looking, a bit like the doors at Hogwarts.
Stopping at a white and gold door the guard knocked firmly and waited until they heard someone say ‘enter’ the guard opened the door walking in. Hermione followed her pushed her hard, so hard she nearly fell but caught herself.
A man had his back to them as he looked out the window, his blind hair tied up and black robes pressed and none creased he looked very well put together.
“Leave us” his deep voice gave no room for argument. Hermione saw the guard leave closing the door behind him.
The man turned and Hermione nearly gasped, it was Draco Malfoy the high reeve, up close he was much taller than her his eyes were silver not blue like she thought. Draco sat down his hands placed on his desk as he studied her.
Hermione felt like she was under a microscope she fought the urge to shift about under his gaze, his eyes followed her body as he took her in before looking back up at her.
“So you are the great Hermione Granger” his lip quirked a little in a smirk “potters mudblood” he sat back.
His cool demeanour was very disconcerting for her she wasn't sure how he would react if she talked back.
“Don't you speak?” He seemed amused almost as he spoke but still she said nothing sighing he sat forward again “you are to live here and be my personal maid the dark lord wants a close eye kept on you so you will not leave my sight is that clear?” He commanded Hermione quickly nodded she felt bad for the girls she left behind.
Draco stops moving from behind his desk to stand in front of her his head tilted down and his eyes boring into hers she kept eye contact she wouldn't look away from him. She would show she was weak.
“Don't try anything funny mudblood or you will be dead before the thought finishes in your head” he whispered with an almost hiss to it.
A knock brought them back to reality as the door opened and a girl walked in. Draco stood taller and nodded “you will follow the blood traitor to your room” he paused snarling a little as he looked at her “get a bath y
ou stink” with that he turned back to his desk.
The girl grabbed Hermione's arm pulling her out quickly.