Really, I'm Yours - Fremione One Shots

She Needs You (Part 2)

Hermione's POV

I could smell the foul stench of her breath and feel her ice cold skin.

"I didn't take anything." I sobbed.

"Don't you dare lie to me, mudblood!" Bellatrix spat.

Then, I felt a burning sensation radiate through me. It was like white-hot knives were being dragged through my skin. The echoes of my own screams chilled me to my bones. I could hear Ron shouting something from the basement but my ears were ringing too loudly.

"Has that loosened up your tongue? Or do you need a little extra motivation, Miss Granger?" Asked Bellatrix.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh we will have fun with this one." She cackled. I struggled under her grip as I felt something pierce my skin. Pain shot through my arm and into my very core.

'Fred, think of Fred.' I thought to myself.

I thought of him. I pictured us running up to each other and hugging him after not seeing him for months. The intensity of our kiss.

I thought back to when he asked me to be his girlfriend, the picture clear in my mind. He was twiddling his thumbs and sweating a little.

'I'm sorry I didn't make it, my love.' I thought to myself.

"She's a tough nut, this one. Maybe I'll have to lop the whole bloody arm off." Cackled Bellatrix.

"Fred." I murmured. Big mistake.

"Ah, thinking of young Mr Weasley, are you? What if we brought him into the equation? What if we hurt him instead?" She asked, leaning over me.

"Don't you dare!" I screamed. I spat in her face.

"CRUCIO!" Screeched Bellatrix and my whole body screamed in pain again.

"Oh I see." Said Bellatrix, more quietly this time. "You don't care what I do to you, do you? Because you don't care what happens to you."

"I don't know what you're talking about!" I lied. She kicked me in the face with her boot and I felt the warm sensation of blood trickling out my nose.

"You've got no family, no schoolwork, no future. Nothing else to lose except your one true love." She mocked. "You care about him. Even more than your little friends in the basement."

"No, I..."

"And what would happen if we suddenly happened upon young Mr Weasley and killed him and the rest of his adorable family?"

"Hermione?" I heard Fred's voice echo. "Hermione if you can hear me, I want you to know I'm here, it's me. It's Fred."

"Fred, get out, she'll kill you!" I yelled.

"Hermione, you can fight. You can get out of this horrible place because I'm here. Nothing bad will ever happen to you again, not on my watch."

I just kept sobbing and sobbing.

"Mines, please just be strong. I love you, okay? I love you and I'm here, so wake up now."

I couldn't hear Bellatrix anymore and my skin didn't hurt.

"Come on, baby. Come back to me. Wake up, sweetheart, wake up."

My eyes opened and I was in Fred's arms. "Come on, I'm here." He said, gently. All I could do was just sob.