Chapter 91

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I ducked as the three men threw curses from behind us. I looked back once and when I turned my head back around there were more in front of us. "Hello beautiful," one of them hissed gently touching my face. "DO NOT TOUCH HER." Harry screamed from behind me. I looked at him and his face was blown up and puffy you could barely recognize him, and I assumed that was on purpose.

"Names?" The one who appeared to be in change asked. He met my eyes and laughed, "oh never mind. Change of plans this lot is not going to the ministry. Hello Clara." I started to back away but I was quickly grabbed and forced on to my knees.

"Clara, you know who has found the elder wand," Harry whispered.

"Let's go." They dragged the four of us through the forest until we arrived at a dark mansion with gates ten times taller than all of us.

I immediately stopped walking when I saw Bellatrix standing at the gate. "No," I whispered. I tried to pull away but another snatcher grabbed my other arm and they dragged me forward. I did everything I could to get out of their grasp but it didn't work because the next thing I knew I was being slammed down onto the cold marble floor of the Malfoy mansion.

"Clara," I heard someone whisper. Slowly I lifted my head staring back at Draco. "Don't speak to her," Lucious hissed dragging his son away.

Bellatrix grabbed a handful of Harry's hair pulling his head up so Draco could see him clearly. "Is this him?" Draco stared at Harry for a minute, "I can't be sure." Lucious shook his head stepping forward, "look closely son. If we are the ones to hand Harry over to the dark lord, all will be forgiven. We can go back to the way it was."

One of the snatchers scoffed, "we won't be forgetting who actually caught them, will we Mr. Malfoy?" Lucious snapped his head back, "you dare to talk to me like that IN MY OWN HOUSE."

Bellatrix grabbed Draco, "come closer sweetie, get a good look at his face. Now if we call the dark lord and it isn't Harry he's going to kill us all." Draco slowly knelt down meeting Harry's eyes, "what's wrong with his face?"

Bellatrix nodded, "yes, what is wrong with his face? Was it you dearie?" She asked pointing at Hermione. "Give me your wand, let's see what her last spell was."

Bellatrix smiled walking over to where I was being held down on the ground, I was expecting her to hurt me but she stopped when she saw the sword of griffindor. "Where'd you get that?" The man shook his head, "it was in her bag when we searched her, reckon it's mine now." Bellatrix didn't waste a second, she stepped forward quickly killing him, and one by one she went around only letting the last two leave.

"PUT THE BOYS IN THE CELLAR. I WANT TO HAVE A LITTLE CONVERSATION WITH THESE TWO. GIRL TO GIRL." Lucious grabbed my arms chaining me to the wall I tried to hit him but the more I struggled I realized the tighter they got.

With all the commotion Draco rushed over to me, "don't move, it makes it worse." I met his eyes, "don't let them kill this child." His mother gently set her hand on Draco's shoulder pulling him back. She looked at me for a moment but before she could actually say anything Bellatrix had kicked them all out of the room. It just left the three of us.

Bellatrix had pushed Hermione onto the ground putting herself on top of her. I couldn't make out what they were saying but I heard Hermiones soft cries. "WHAT DID YOU TAKE FROM MY VAULT." I stiffened trying desperately not to move.

I saw Bellatrix rip Hermiones sleeve up and begin carving into her skin with a knife. Her screams echoed loudly in my head, the sound of her suffering was quite literally driving me insane. "STOP IT." I screamed doing my best to get to her. "LEAVE HER ALONE. IT WAS ME. I STOLE THE SWORD."

Bellatrix laughed, "you're lying." Hermiones screams continued and I ignored the chains that were closing in on me desperately trying to get to her.

When Bellatrix had finally stopped Hermiones wasn't moving anymore. I could hear still crying quietly but there wasn't anyway I was getting to her.

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