Broken roses, mended hearts

Chapter 1

September-

Many questions ran through her head two of which remained constant.

"Why" And "How"

Which was ultimately  the hardest  questions to answer. Hermione didn't understand  how she got here. And stil she couldn't believe it was happening.

What happened? It wasn't supposed to end like this. She won the war, Harry was alive and the dark lord was defeated.

But how did she end up here.

Walking down the corridor, tears falling from her face. Silent cries muffled by shoes walking along the wood being lead to her inevitable prison.

She knew the Malfoy's were cruel.

But why would they want her? Of all the people the could want, why capture her? Was this some kind of sick way to bring there reputation up after the war?

Capture the mudblood to show how much better they were

The house elves leading her keept observing her with curious eyes and expressions that only make things more confusing . But they acted so calm as is this were a common occurrence. She heard incoherent mumbling but could only make out a bit of the words they exchanged

"Is she the one masters been all worked up about" one spoke

The other turned to look at her and mearly shrugged.

Everything felt cold and it wasn't because of the air. Being back at Malfoy manor in the same way she was before

Captured

She was more angry than sad, at that she knew. They took away her freedom, her happiness, her family. Everything was finally settling down after the war. She just finished her final year at hogwarts while Ron and Harry went straight to auror training.

She got her parents....

Her parents

She finally finally got her parents back. After months and months of research and trial and error.She finally got her parents memory back.

And what now

There daughter was now captured and taken out of there life once again.

The two elf's opened the doors and revealed the room

Hermione heart sank

The drawing room

Same place as before. Same place she
was tortured

"Miss must sit at the table and wait for master to come in" the elf spoke in a small voice

Why were they so calm about this? They were escorting a prisoner but acted as if this were a normal day.The more she thought, with the Malfoy s this probably were a normal day.

Finally conjuring up the words to speak Hermione looked around the room and back at the elf's.

"Why am I here" her voice broke and a whisper is all she could make

"Poppy is not knowing miss. Poppy was only ordered to escort miss to the drawing room wait for Mr. Malfoy"

"Poppy!!" A low voice drawled from the hall

"But..." Hermione tried to speak but both elves disparated before she could continue on.

The door opened.

Draco didn't even pass her a glace, he went straight to the table and sat without a word. Then he finally looked at her and spoke

"Granger"

She paused and let the silence speak for itself

He raised a eyebrow

"I see someone's not talkative, please have a seat"

"And why would I do that" she choked out "First you capture me and expect me to have a civil conversation with you malfoy?"

"Would you like to know why I have you here" he drawled "being stubborn gets us no where granger"

She narrowed her eyes at him. And he did it right back to her until she was seated across the table from him.

"Care to explain why one day you decide to kidnap me and take away everything I have"

"Well when you put it like that it almost makes me want to have pity for you" he drawled "as you are aware granger I don't just go around kidnapping people as I please"

She scoffed

"But if you must know why I have you here..." he trailed off

She glared at him, how dare he act so smug about this?

"You see granger you have something that belongs to me"

"And what would that be malfoy, my reputation? I hate to break it to you but a death eater like you doesn't deserve it"

He features change madly. And it wasn't until then that she realized how different he looked from the war. He didn't look like the teenage boy she once remembered. His face completely changed from boy to man and everything was different except those grey eyes.

"I would watch your tone granger it wouldn't be very smart given your the one being my prisoner"

It was her turn to roll her eyes

"Now, let me revise myself, you are something that belongs to me. Your death eater observation was correct I would never have the reputation as you"

"What are you playing at malfoy?"

"As long as I have you as my prisoner, the golden girl won't be as golden as everyone puts her to be"

"So this is some kind of sick revenge?" She raised her voice "Your holding me prisoner all because your jealous of me and couldn't stand someone being more important than you?!"

"Oh no granger, I want what's mine"