Secrets and War -Dramione

The Begining

Hermione's POV

When will this torture end? I have been here for so long that my days have begun to run together. Don't get me wrong I was thankful for whoever decide I was important enough to risk their life to save mine. I have no idea what is going on out in the world. 

"Well, well, look who is up." Came a cold voice.

"Who are you?"

"I can be your worst nightmare if you don't just tell me Potter's weaknesses."

"I will never betray my friends."

"Very well...Cru..."

"Lestrange" Another voice yelled from the stairs.

"What, little Nott, give you the right to interrupt my torture session with the Mudblood." an irritated Lestrange hollered back.

"The Dark Lord has called a meeting. His daughter is back and he wishes to celebrate. Well if you even call it celebrating." Nott explained.

"It seems that you have lucked out for the night Mudblood." He said with a smirk. Gosh how I hate the Slytherin smirk. Thankfully Lestrange left without another thought.

But Nott stayed. "Granger... Do you remember who I am?" He asked.

"I maybe in pain Theodore but I have not lost my mind you fool."

"Ooo feisty, now I know why you have survived this long. I have a message for you." He slipped a piece of paper through the cell bars around her.

Keep Fighting.

-RBW

My jaw dropped. It has to be Ron. I went to ask him how but he had disappeared. How did he git this?Is he the one that has been saving me? I hate not knowing things. I leaned back on my cell. I closed my eyes wishing for sleep but knowing it wouldn't come kindly. My mind replayed today's events...shit...did Nott say Daughter? Voldemort has a daughter. How? When? Oh gosh with who? 

"So many questions going through your mind Granger." 

"Thank you for being the biggest prat ever and your an arse for listening in on other people's thoughts."

"That's not all I have learned how to do. Do you know how long you have been down here?" Malfoy asked. I shook my head. "You have been here for almost 5 months, Granger."

"That long." I mumbled 

"Yes, to bad your friends have given up on trying to save you. I mean saint Potter wont even get out of bed. Now it's Loser Longbottom and Weasel trying to lead the fight. To bad, with what the Princess came back with all will end soon."

"When did Voldemort get a daughter?"

"You have no right to call him that, you filthy Mudblood." Lucius spat as he walked up behind his son. "Draco the princess in requesting you. Go to her. Remember what the Dark Lord discussed with you."

"Yes father. I will have her falling at my feet by the end of the night."

Lucius smirked. "That's my boy." The two Malfoys exited the basement and I was left alone...again.