The Plague

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Chapter Six:

All right there were defiantly perks to being the only girl in a house full of men. Lord Voldemort was off some where so she was in the Library with Severus, Lucius and Rabastan. When she rubbed her neck as the tension built in her neck. Seconds later Rabastan was there massaging her neck and shoulders. She couldn’t help the moan of pleasure that escaped her mouth. Yes, there were befits of being surrounded by males with lovely strong hands.

“You know if you keep making noises like that our Lord is going to come in here and curse us all.” Severus said with a smirk.

“Curse you?” Hermione moaned again as Rabastan found another knot.

“Yes, Merlin decided after yesterday to give Lord Voldemort back his magic and wand.” Lucius added, “he is presently reminding Antonin about his place in life.”

“Great now I have to watch what I say and think around him.” Hermione groaned before dropping her head on the desk away from Rabastan’s magic fingers. It was this reason she failed to notice the others in the room paling as they realized what she said was true. Lord Voldemort could once again read their minds on a whim.

“This is all your fault you know,” Lucius hissed at her.

“How is it my fault,” Hermione glared at the blond aristocrat.

“Well if you hadn’t tempted Antonin to disobey a direct order Merlin wouldn’t have given our Lord his magic back.” Lucius informed her.

“Why you pompous frilly arse!” Hermione knew she was getting angry and could feel her headache double. It had happened the last time she got this angry with Ron, she knew what was going to happen but she was going to get the last word in. “I did not want him to touch me anymore then I would want you to touch me.”

“Hermione you don’t look so good,” Severus tried to interrupt.

“Just because the blond would enjoy being bent over the table and fucked by every man here dose not mean I want to.” Hermione managed to get out right before the blackness claimed her. Her last thought was, ‘this is getting old.’

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“You should tell him Severus he likes you.” Lucius pleaded as he watched Rabastan and Severus tuck the girl into her bed.

“No Lucius you get to interrupted what he is doing to inform him that the girl fainted again because you ticked her off.” Severus growled at the nervous blond.

“I find it annoying that I leave the girl alone with three of my most trusted servants for only an hour and I come back to find her passed out again.” Voldemort said from where he was leaning in the door way. “Crucio!” he said pointing his wand at Lucius and watching him writhe in pain for a bit before releasing him.

“My Lord I am sorry but the Mudblood asked for it,” Lucius groaned.

“Crucio,” Voldemort smirked as he watched Lucius scream though part of him was amazed that the noise the pureblood was making was not waking the girl up. He lifted the curse, “listen to me well, as long as we are here no one is to call her a Mudblood, also until we know what the Order of the Fried Chicken has done to her you will not upset her, Is that clear?”

“Yes My Lord,” Three voices answered though one was more of a croak.

Voldemort caressed his wand as if it was a long lost lover and enjoyed the feel of it once again in his hand. He swore to him self that he would never part with it again, then he turned to the girl in the bed and started running spells over her. “Everyone out!” he ordered as the last spell made her glow pink.

Once everyone was out of the room he crossed the bed and laid down next to her. If anyone were to ask him he would swear that his hands moved of their own accord to softly stroke her face and run through her hair. “Hermione it’s time to wake up.”

He pushed some of his magic into her as he gently called her. “Come on little one it’s time to get up.” What he was doing seemed to be working as she started to stir.

“I hate that,” Hermione moaned as she leaned into his fingers, “why do I keep passing out.”

“This time it was because of a curse that is tied into your emotions. When ever you get a very strong emotion it drains your core causing you to pass out.” He took a deep breath before continuing, “this is dark magic Hermione and I can tell you it’s not the only curse on you. Plus your magical core has been bound so you can only use about a forth of your magic.”

“What else?” there was something he didn’t want to tell her, she could almost sense it.

“The spells, curses and bindings have been layered on you over and over again since you were as young as 11. If I were to try to remove them at once it would kill you. At them same time they’re eating away at your life force, if there not removed and soon it could kill you,” he informed her.

“So either way I’m dead?” she started to chuckle, “my so called friends and allies were slowly killing me and I have know idea why.”

“First off you’re not dead yet,” He seamed to think for a minute, “I have to talk to Merlin about giving Severus and Rabastan back their magic. Then between the three of us we can slowly feed you magic while we search through these books for the answers and slowly undo everything.”

“Well get me my magic back as well and I’ll help.” Hermione told him trying to sit up but he pushed her back.

“No, having Merlin binding you is actually keeping you alive. Tell me before you were taken were your headaches getting worse or even your dizzy spells?” At her nod he continued on, “You should keep gathering the information on the plague and working on that I’ll work on the problems with you and why Dumble did this to you. The others will help where they’re needed, though you will always be with someone I trust. Now lets get you some food.”

“I’m starting to wonder if you guys are trying to make me fat, always forcing me to eat,” she grumbled.

“Miss Granger you are under weight which was another way they kept you weak with out you realizing it,” he growled. “Also remember that I am not a nice man and I have been treating you kindly only because if that meddling old fool went through so much trouble with you then you must be worth something. Do not push me to far or I might have to remind you why I’m the most feared wizard in the country.”

“Yes sir,” Hermione said getting up and heading to the kitchen. Once again it was all about how she might be of use to someone else and not really about her at all. Well she would let him figure out the puzzle and fix her and she would help stop this plague but once they were out of this house then she was gone. Screw the Order and the Death Eaters she could go to France or America or she could just leave the Wizarding world all together and go back to being Muggle. When Albus had ordered her to sell everything of her parents she had not listened for once, she still had their house and no one would look for her there. That was what she would do, it’s not like anyone really cared for her, so she would start looking out for her self for once.

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Severus came running into the room where Hermione sat going over her notes on the plague. Voldemort sat in a chair he had conjured into her lab making her thankful for the protection wards the elves had put up on her equipment. “My Lord we have a new quest.”

Hermione stood up knowing she had to follow them out. It was about two hours since the last time they had forced her to eat. Not that she was putting up a fight, she was keeping her mind on the plague as much as possible so mister peak-into-you-mind-when-ever-I-feel-like-it would not see any of her plans. When she entered the room and found Luna sitting on the couch with her dreamy expression on her face she couldn’t help but smile and run to hug the girl. “Oh Luna I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Yes I figure it might be much being here with all these intense males,” she smiled in the way only Luna could pull off. “Though I wouldn’t mind tying a couple of them up.”

Coughing behind the girls made Hermione look around. There were two things she noticed, one Lucius seamed to be blushing and two Marcus Flint was standing there looking as menacing as ever. “Well you two must have been brought here because you survived the plague. I need as much information as you can give me.” Hermione said.

“Oh that is simple I can tell you everything you need to know about the plague.” Luna started and Hermione prayed that she didn’t bring on of her animals into this. “It’s not a plague at all actually, though I can see how everyone would mistake it for one. Oh and how me and Marcus survived is quiet simple as neither one of us is entirely human.”

“Miss Lovegood you were telling us about the plague and what it truly is.” Severus interrupted trying to steer the woman back on to topic.

“Perhaps we should get some drinks at get more comfortable as this will probably be a long discussion.” Rabastan suggested, Luna and Hermione agreed to his suggestion but Severus and Lord Voldemort glared at him for prolonging their wait. They didn’t have much choice as Hermione and Luna headed to the kitchen with out looking to make sure they were being followed.