The Boy Who Fought: OC X Hermione

Malfoy Manor

"Get Draco." Bellatrix commands, as she leads the four inside.

Narcissa eyes her sister briefly, warily, then walks off, toward the brightly-lit room ahead, where Lucius stands, holding a nearly-empty wine glass.

"Why Draco?" Lucuis asks, as Narcissa doesn't say anything.

"Just sit back and watch, Lucius. Hm? Pour yourself another glass of wine." Bellatrix tells him.

"Where'd you find them?"

"In the North Forest."

"Lovely scarf, Scabior. Though I'm not sure it's your color." Bellatrix compliments, looking at Hermione's scarf.

"It's not mine."

"You don't say." Bellatrix says sarcastically, as she watches him eye Hermione.

"Fancy her, do you, Scabior? Can't say I blame you. Maybe we'll work out a little reward for you, hm? That is, assuming all is as it appears. Ah, Draco. Come here, darling. My friends here say they've got Harry Potter. Seeing as he's an old school chum of yours, I thought you could confirm the fact for us."

"I can't... I can't be sure." Draco stammers.

"Look close, Draco. If we're the ones who hand Potter over to the Dark Lord, everything will be forgiven. Do you understand..."

"Now, we won't be forgetting who actually caught him, I hope, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Of course not. Narcissa. Tend to your husband." Bellatrix commands. "Don't be shy, sweetheart. Get up nice and close."

"What's wrong with his face?"

"What is wrong with his face, Scabior?"

"He came to us that way. I reckon he picked it up in the forest."

"Or ran into a Stinging Jinx" Bellatrix mutters, eyes going to Hermione.

"It wasn't her! It was me! I did it! She's stealing my credit!" Carson interrupted, his plan of trying to protect her from Bellatrix starting.

"Really dear? Was it really you? Give me her wand. We'll see what the last spell was."

The snatchers go through her bag, and find the sword of Gryffindor.

"What is that?"

"That's my sword! Do you like it Bellatrixy? I found it all by myself!" Carson shouts, making sure Hermione doesn't take the fall. They all look at Carson in shock.

"It was in the bag when we searched her. Reckon it's mine now."

"No it's mine! My sword! You have no right to take it from me!" Carson shouted, as Bellatrix stunned Scabior.

"Wormtail. Put these three in the cellar. I want to have a little conversation with this one." Bellatrix says, eyeing Carson. Hermione looked at him frightfully, fully knowing it would've been her if he didn't do anything.

Bellatrix grabs his arm and drags him to a different room, as Wormtail brings the others into the basement cellar. Bellatrix shoved him down onto the ground, as Lucius, Narcissa, Draco, and Greyback were watching.

"This sword is meant to be in my vault at Gringotts. How did you get it?" Bellatrix questioned, as Carson quivered under her.

"I found it! It was just lying around somewhere!"

"Liar! Crucio!"

Carson's screams of pain and suffering could be heard clearly in the cellar.

"Carson! We have to get him out of there! Please!" Hermione cried, as she heard his screams of pain, remembering that could've been her. Carson truly loved her if he would go through this to keep her and the baby safe.