Chapter 5 - The Masked Maze
Hermione slowly walked towards the small arched door at the end of the narrow corridor as sounds of frantic yells and movement echoed from the floor below.
Unaffected by the commotion of the other residents storming up the stairs to stop her, she smirked at the upcoming fight and dragged her hands along the black walls as a trail of fire followed the determined witch, igniting the walls and ceiling behind her,
"Hermione! Stop! It's not time yet!" Draco yelled as his emotionless lover ignored his pleads and reached out for the rusty copper door knob.
Her smouldering hand connected with the cool metal as the handle melted on her touch,
"Let her go in. We have nothing to hide. She is family now. She should trust us, like we trust her. Go ahead, open it" Voldemort shouted mischievously, leaving his confused followers to back away from behind him, waiting to see the unpredictable witch's response.
Hermione wiped away the coagulated copper from her hands, as the small pieces of metal fell to the floor like marbles, and pushed the door wide open, ready to face whatever atrocity was waiting to attack her from behind the mysterious divide.
An apprehensive silence fell upon the blazing corridor as they all held their breath in trepidation,
"What do you see?" Voldemort asked alluringly from behind the flames. He cautiously moved through the scorching barrier and towards the witch with a smirk on his face.
Hermione entered the small empty space as she observed the hidden room with bewilderment.
Grey brick walls and a concrete floor dominated the empty shell as a small slit in the wall served as a window. A thin stream of moonlight danced in the middle of the room, acting as a spotlight to give a little light to the dank empty space,
"There's nothing here" Hermione remarked with confusion as she turned to leave the room with frustration.
Voldemort stepped to one side, blocking her exit, as the annoyed witch stopped dead in her tracks and looked behind the Dark Lord in amazement.
The door slowly creaked closed and Hermione jumped back, unsure whether she could trust her eyes and mind anymore, as she gawped at the unbelievable sight in front of her,
"Hermione?" Draco panicked from behind the smoking door.
The confused witch could not process the sequence of events that were unravelling before her eyes as she ignored her lover's petrified yells for reassurance and remained silently focused on the alluring vision in front of her.
Voldemort beckoned the flummoxed witch forward as the shadowy figures cautiously came into full view from behind the bloody scratched door, apprehensive of Hermione's new erratic nature,
"Hello Hermione" the shaken man greeted as he held out his quivering arms to the shocked witch.
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