Hopes to be Happy | Hermione Granger [2]

Chapter 13 - Cellar

TW: Mentions of blood, mentions of injuries, fighting, daggers, very slight swearing and slight mentions of being tortured/thoughts of being tortured

Harry's POV

After being dragged downstairs and to the cellar, he shoved Ron and I in, both of us landing flat on the ground, the man hastily shut the door close. Ron and I ran to it, holding the bars of the door, Pettigrew walking upstairs, away from us.

"What're we gonna do? We can't leave Hermione alone with her!" The redhead shouted, staring at me wide eyed. "It'll be fine, Katia's with her." I muttered, trying to comfort myself more than him.

"Ron?" A familiar soft voice spoke, more of a question than a greeting. We both turned around quickly, locating a short figure walking out from behind a thick pillar.

"Harry?" The voice said again. Ron used his deluminator to make the place have light, allowing us to see the girl with platinum blonde hair, tied back into a low ponytail.

"Luna?" I questioned, taking a closer look. Suddenly, an ear-deafening scream was heard from upstairs, from who I'm guessing is Hermione.

"We have to do something!" The redhead uttered. "There's no where out, we've tried everything. It's enchanted." I snapped my head at that voice, noticing Ollivander.

He had a distressed look painted on his face. Next to him was Griphook, the goblin.

Another scream came from upstairs. A different one. A raspy one. Katerína's one. I mean, who else would be screaming?

Either way, hearing her scream, it worried me. I mean, yes, Hermione screaming, definitely worries me. But Katia, she doesn't cry, she doesn't scream, she doesn't show any sort of weakness. At least what weakness is to her.

If they were torturing Katia so bad to a point where she is literally screaming, what else might they try and do?

I kneeled down, grabbing something from my sock. "You're bleeding Harry." Luna stated. "That's a curious thing to keep in your sock." The blonde then said as I took out a piece of a mirror that Sirius gave to me.

Another scream was heard, a high-pitched one, meaning it is Hermione's. All of us looked up, but I quickly looked back down at my mirror. "Help us." I murmured, my hands shaking vigorously.

The redhead took the light back as we heard footsteps coming down the stairs. "Let them go!" Ron ordered, holding the bars of the door as Wormtail opened it. "Shut up! Get back!" The man growled, pointing his wand at the redhead.

"You! Goblin! Come with me." Pettigrew commanded, while Griphook cautiously walked over to him, following the man out as he locked the door again, leaving us.

Ron put the light back after they were out of sight while an unexpected person teleported here. Or shall I say... elf.

"Ahh!" The elf squealed out, locating me. "Dobby?" I almost shouted, shock laced in my voice. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "Dobby has come to rescue Harry Potter, of course. Dobby will always be there for Harry Potter." He replied.

"You can apparate in and out of this room? Could you take us with you?" I questioned, leading to Dobby answering with, "Of course Sir, I'm an elf." as if it was the most obvious thing ever.

I looked over to Ron, as if asking what he thinks about it. "Works for me." He replied. We both snapped our heads back to the elf. "Right. Dobby, I want you to take Luna and Mr. Ollivander to-" I was cut off by the redhead.

"-Shell Cottage on the outskirts of Tinworth." I glanced over to him, a confused glint in my green eyes. "Trust me." He breathed out.

"Whenever you're ready, Sir." Luna said nicely, as usual. "Ooh, Sir? I like her very much." Dobby stated, pointing towards the girl with platinum blonde hair.

The elf walked over to the pair, holding hands with both of them before saying, "Meet me at the top of the stairs in ten seconds." and then apparated away.

As if on queue, we heard footsteps. Ron took away the lights, both of us going on either side of the door so the person coming wouldn't see us.

The person, who was Wormtail, quickly unlocked the cellar door, creaking it open while looking around curiously, questioning why neither of us were there.

He suddenly froze, falling forwards onto the floor. 'Ow' was all he managed to utter out in the process. We slowly walked out, noticing Dobby at the top of the stairs. "Who gets his wand?"

No one's POV

"I'm only going to ask you once more, Goblin. Think very, very, carefully before you answer." Bellatrix hissed. "I don't know." Griphook answered. "You don't know? Why weren't you doing your job!?" The woman then asked rhetorically.

"Who got into my volt!?" She snapped. "Who stole it? Who stole it? Well?"

On the other side of the room, Katerína was being held by her father, his hands harshly digging into her flesh, causing shivers to go down her spine.

She looked over to Hermione, who was laying on the floor, as frozen as a statue. Katia felt bad for the girl. No, she felt hurt for her. She would rather have the Cruciatus Curse casted on her a million times more than look at the girl she loved in pain.

The words 'mudblood' were carved into Hermione's arm as a tear escaped her eye. Katerína wanted to do something. She desperately did. But knew it was best if she didn't, seeing as doing something wouldn't help any of them, instead have more physical pain being given to her.

"Liar!" Bellatrix shouted, using a dagger to cut the goblin's face in a swift move. "Consider yourself lucky, goblin." The woman whispered, getting up from her kneeling position to walk over to the brunette.

"The same won't be said for this one." The dark haired woman stated, standing over Hermione. Katerína wiggled in her father's grip yet again, wanting to go to her once girlfriend. But he only grabbed her arms harder, not letting her go.

"Like h*ll." Ron muttered under his breath, rushing from his hiding place with Harry at the stairs, allowing all of them to take sight of the redhead.

"Expelliarmus!" The Weasley boy shouted, which led to Bellatrix's wand flying out of her hand, while Harry ran out too, catching it.

The older Malfoy was grabbing his wand, only for Harry to yell, "Stupefy!", leading to Lucius falling backwards.

A duel began between the remaining Malfoys and the two boys. Katia wanted to be involved too, feeling left out and useless on the sidelines.

When she realised that her father was distracted, she quickly yanked her arm away, elbowing him in the stomach. When he was bent over in pain, the blonde swiftly turned around, punching him square in the face, leading to him falling unconscious onto the floor.

"Stop!"

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