You're Mine Mudblood

Unfinished Business

"Just a few hours ago, these two tricked us." Scabior grinned as though it was a childish game. "Although I haft to admit it she did a great job acting like she hurt her ankle and he definitely did a great job acting DEAD!"

Bellatrix stood and took in everything Scabior reported She was beginning to think Draco wasn't actually pureblood after all. To go through all that trouble to help a mudblood is ridiculous and it made her strongly believe that he had become her worst nightmare- a blood traitor.

Scabior then walked over to Draco as his eyes became more insane. "But as soon as i'm done with the both of you, neither of you will have to pretend like you're dead."

Draco just stared up at Scabior from the chair he was tied to with threatening eyes. It was so clearly radical that he didn't even have to say anything. It-read 'if you lay a hand on her I swear I will kill you.'

A devilish grin appeared on Scabior's face as he turned away from Draco and stared at Hermione with a devilish look in his eyes. "What about this one how about I have some fun with her before you get rid of her."

Bellatrix thought for a second before nodding. "Just kill her when you're done."

Hermione had no idea what they were talking about but by the look on Draco's face made her think it was going to be bad. Suddenly she realized the ropes on her hands and feet had disappeared allowing her to move.

"There take her away." Bellatrix said as she watched Draco's reaction.

"Don't you dare!" He yelled trying to fight the unbreakable ropes. "I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY SCABIOR-LET HER GO!"

Scabior did look slightly frightened to the sound of Draco's threat but took Hermione out of the room with him anyway. Many thought were running threw her head one of them being she was going to die-and this was it. The plan had failed now there was no way she was going to escape, so she gave in and stopped fighting Scabior's grip on her.

Scabior noticed this as he pulled her up stairs and grinned. "Don't worry I'll be gentle I promise."

Hermione's heart stopped. He couldn't be serious right? Her mind began to spin and her breathing became uneasy. She knew now what he was talking about. She was being sold to Scabior. She remembered Harry talking about this in the Order aften girls would be sold to death eaters as a reward-it was most likely kidnapped muggles or muggle-borns but she didn't really believe it until now.

"Please Scabior don't do this." She gasped as he threw her into a room which looked like an office. "I'll do anything-please."

"Anything?" He asked as he shut the door and locked it.

She nodded holding onto both of her arms as the midnight breeze from the wide-open windows hit her.

"Take your clothes off."

Hermione shook her head with her eyes wide in shock to what he requested. "No...p-please."

Scabior sighed as he stepped closer. "If you don't I will do the things you're dreading. But if you do take them off I'll let you go."

She knew he wasn't going to let her go since Bellatrix ordered him to kill her when he was done. Hermione then looked down at her shirt and began to unbutton the small buttons one by one noticing how excited how excited Scabior's face was.

Out of the corner of her eye she then realized there was a wand rested on the black-wooden table close enuf for her reach.

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