Under the Darkness | Dramione | English Version

II.

Hermione woke up and a shock ran through her head to her feet and then went back up and fixed in the skull with fixed pains.
She noticed she was lying on the ground, the floor was damp and cold, in some places even wet with an unknown liquid.
Slowly she sat down and realized that her wrists were still chained, in front of her there were bars.
With the little force in her arms she dragged against the wall and after leaning her back there she remained with her legs tight to her chest to shelter from the cold.
She passed her hands through her dirty hair to the back of her head and it was there that she felt something strange, feeling her neck, she noticed something around it, it looked like a crew neck probably of leather but she couldn't say anything else not seeing it.
She remained a whole day in that cell without anyone bringing her food or water until finally an elf appeared and despite the fear she was pleased; it was long since she saw a house elf.
« What is on your neck is a welcome gift from the master. »
A gift? Really? It wouldn't have been enough to befriend her if that's what her torturer was trying to do.
The elf left water on the ground and disappeared before the girl could ask him anything.
She was left without food for another day, her nails were broken by force of scratching them on the cold stone, purple furrows in the palms by force of clenching her fists, her hair increasingly dirty and dark circles deep around her eyes.
It was the middle of the night when she heard a door slamming in the distance and leaned more upon herself; the steps grew closer and closer until they stopped a few steps from her and the rusty iron door creaked.
« Lumos. »
That sudden light forced her to close her eyes and cover herself further with her arms.
« I doubted you were conscious but here you are, my compliments. »
Hermione took her arms off fer head but still did not open her eyes.
« Since when do you not eat? »
The prisoner didn't answer and the torturer grabbed her first by the hair and then by the neck, forcing her to look at him.
« I asked you a question and when I ask you questions I expect answers. »
The girl that saw that mask for the second time felt a shiver of terror along her back.
« Who are you? »
The Death Eater smiled at her.
« I'm your new Master. »
He left her by walking away.
« I guess the elf told you about that. » he said pointing to the leather collar.
« I don't need your gifts. »
« It's not for you, it's for me. Get up. »
The girl didn't obey to him and he raised his eyes to heaven.
« I imagined that. »
He snapped his fingers and the collar tightened around her skin, removing the air.
« Get up. »
He ordered between the coughing and the prisoner's gasping.
« Get up! »
Hermione to find relief obeyed laboriously and the object returned to surround her neck perfectly, as soon as her lungs filled again with air she fell to the ground coughing.
« From now on you are at my service but first we should work on your spirit of rebellion, you are to be tamed. »
He fixed his jacket by removing a hair from his sleeve.
« I would say that to start one or two more days without food could have a good effect. »
He left her alone again and this time more scared than before.
***
Draco got up from the bed without covering his nakedness and took a pair of boxers from the drawer that he laid on the bed.
« Draco? »
The blond guy looked at the naked woman in the bed waiting for her to say more.
« Do you get up already? »
« I have to work Astoria. »
« Ugh. »
He bent over her and kissed her white neck.
« Put your clothes on, come on. »
« Draco... »
« I must take you back to your father. »
« I don't want to. »
Draco sighed and began to dress.
« You can stay until tonight then I have to take you home. »
The girl got up and thanked him.
« Astoria? »
« Yes? »
« Get your clothes on. »
« Yes Draco. »
***
After his master's visit, Hermione was left without food for another twenty-four hours.
The Death Eater went down to the dungeons, opened the door and made light.
« Wow, you really want to live. »
« Why... do you want to kill me? »
« Oh no, it would be too simple, I want to destroy you. »
He put his hand in his pocket.
« Everything has its time, though. »
He threw a piece of bread on the ground and saw her lengthening to take it but she did not get there.
Draco stepped on her hand until he heard a dry crack like a broken stick.
Hermione screamed but pushed back the tears and tried to calm the tremor of the body.
« Rational it in an intelligent way because you will not see more in the next few days. » he said before leave.
The girl cut off a piece of it with her teeth then tried to move her broken hand but she couldn't.
Draco instead arrived in the living room and ordered an elf to serve him a drink, sat down on the couch and smiled there.
On the morning of the sixth day Hermione woke up and in front of her eyes she found four slices of bread with a red jam spread on it and a glass of milk.
She did not ask questions or hesitate to feed on that good of God.
« I see that you appreciated. »
Hermione shook and managed to see him after he had made light with the wand.
« I'm glad. As I already told you I want you alive. Stand up. »
The prisoner didn't move.
« Have you not yet understood who you must obey? I said stand up! »
« Fuck you. »
Draco grabbed her by the hair and pushed her violently against the wall causing her face to slam.
« Repeat it scum. »
« Fuck you. »
He grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm until he heard her moaning.
« I can decide to break one bone a day, after the bones each ligament until you learn to lower yourself in front of those who are more powerful than you. »
« I don't take orders from a Death Eater. »
He slammed her face against the wall again, then pulled her hair down and knocked her to the ground.
« You will obey to your master or believe that I will make your existence a hell. »
Hermione spat saliva and blood then looked at him without seeing him well.
Draco put a foot on her sternum and crushed her to the ground.
« I can undo you completely. »
He allowed her to breathe again and went out leaving the darkness return in that cold cell.