Hewwoooo...
Heres a postie for yewwwww......
Chapter 8- Snow White Queen
Hermione's POV:
When I came to, my muscles ached and my face hurt from what I believed was a bruise on my face. All I saw was the stone walls and floors surrounding me like a grey cover. Wintry moonlight shone through a small window above me, but the room itself was icy cold. There was only one way out, and I most certainly wasn't leaving. I was cold and damp, and I began to cry. I wanted Draco, to be held by him in his arms for him to place soft kisses on my head and tell me everything would be okay.
“Ah glad to see your awake Miss Granger” a cold voice came from the corner. Out from the shadows walked Lucius Malfoy. I shuffled back against the wall, “Scared Granger?”
“I’m not frightened a Voldemort kiss up” I shot back. He walked right up to me and lifted me off the ground,
“You are never to say the Dark Lord’s name you are worthless” he spat
“Are you sure your not talking about yourself?” I replied, He slapped me across the cheek brutally. He threw down some silvery coloured clothes,
“Get dressed” he spat. With a swish of his cloak he left. I rubbed my cheek and examined the clothes I was given. I was a silver gown, more like the kind of thing Pansy would where but a gown. I undressed and pulled the gown on, it was the most tackiest thing I have ever worn in my life.
The door opened again, and Lucius Malfoy walked back in the room. He raised an eyebrow at me,
“Well, now I can see why my dear son wanted to have you” he sneered “Too bad you’re a Mudblood eh? Wouldn’t mind you for myself” I shivered, and gave him a dark look.
“Come now, where going to a party of some sorts” He grabbed me roughly by the arm. I realised that I was in the Malfoy Manor, I can see why Draco was unhappy here. It was dark, cold and just felt evil. I was dragged into a large room, full of people. It went silent when I walked in, The people where all wearing masks and dark cloaks
“Death Eaters” I whispered, Lucius let go of me and walked to the side.
“Hello Miss Granger, so glad that you could attend.“ a cold voice echoed across the room, suddenly a tall, willowy figure stood up. Pushing back his hood, I was now looking into the face of Lord Voldemort. “**Now let me tell you how your going to die” I stared at him, dead in the eyes. I was not going to give this man the satisfaction of seeing me fear him.
“You are sick and evil...you can't do this!” I shouted at him.
"Oh but I can, thats the beauty of it" he hissed, "Oh what does the little Mudblood think that Potter will win" the Death Eaters laughed.
"He did once before remember, when he was only a little baby" Hermione replied. Then everything went dark again.
Wake up in a dream, Frozen fear, All your hands on me, I can't scream.
**- A line from one of the Alex Rider Books...which I reeeali liked =]
Thats it for now
<3 Elle
|