A New Beginning[On Hold]

Chapter 12

Hermione's POV:

It was the man with the knives.

I panicked.

How did he find me?

What does he want?

Ron kept a hand clamped over my mouth.

"Be quiet or things could go badly. Very badly." Ron growled.

I didn't respond.

I couldn't, anyway.

"Get up." Ron snarled.

I did.

I realized that I was in only an old shirt of Draco's that came almost to my knees.

Ron looked at me.

"Grab clothes." He said.

I did gratefully.

"Put them on." He growled once I had grabbed the clothing.

I was uncomfortable changing with Ron there.

"Just do it." He snarled, sensing my hesitation.

I pulled on a pair of pants and a shirt.

I grabbed a jacket.

Ron grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the room.

I followed him quietly.

I considered stomping my feet or making noise to wake Draco, but I didn't want whatever Ron had planned for me to be worse if it didn't work.

I meekly let Ron lead me outside.

I looked back at the house one more time before we disappeared with a pop.

Draco's POV:

*the next morning*

I awoke.

Usually, Hermione wakes up before me.

In the mornings, I can always hear Hermione in the kitchen, making coffee.

However, this morning was silent.

I didn't worry, though.

Hermione probably was still asleep.

I looked over at my alarm clock.

It was only 8:00, so it was alright that Hermione wasn't awake yet.

I yawned and stretched.

I got out of bed and went to go put on clothes.

I settled with a blue polo and tan khakis.

I made my way to the kitchen.

It was empty.

I still wasn't worried, though.

Hermione usually got up around 8:30.

I made myself breakfast and settles down to wait for Hermione.

However, she didn't show up.

I quietly made my way up to Hermione's room.

I put my ear to her door.

There was no noise, but I still wasn't worried.

She likes her sleep today, I thought, walking down the stairs.

I waited and waited some more.

Before I knew it, it wads almost 10:00.

I still wasn't worried, but I figured that I would wake her up for breakfast.

For the second time that morning, I made my way up the stairs to her room.

Once again, I pressed my ear to her door.

There was silence.

I quietly opened her door and gasped.

Hermione was gone.

So.

Now he knows that Hermione is missing.

Well, sorry about the most recent turn of events.

Bye.

Lots of love and Potter vibes, Vanessa