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It was Sunday, the day following Ron's visit and Hermione was staring up at the ceiling of her cell. If she were to be perfectly honest she would say she was getting a bit nervous, however she was not going to be honest and continued to look completely unfazed.
"Jenkins what time is it?" Hermione called out.
"Why do you want to know?" He asked suspiciously.
"I want to calculate how much time I have until my trial... also I want to know how long till dinner. You know the meals here aren't actually that bad."
"I'll tell the cooks to add some toe jam and spit tomorrow." Jenkins glanced at his watch. "It's half past six in the evening, I'm about to get your dinner."
"Thank you! And what time is my trial at?"
"Nine in the morning. Why do you want to know how much time till your trial? Counting down your last hours?"
Hermione rolled her eyes."That's so cliché. No, I'm bored and my mind needs to focus on something. Now please go get my dinner." Jenkins only grunted in response before going off to get her meal. Hermione sat up and started pacing, needing to get her agitation out of her system while no one was looking. Hermione froze when she felt someone tap her shoulder, she only straightened up when she felt another tap.
"Took you long enough." She drawled. "I had expected to hear from you by Tuesday."
"I'm sorry," An invisible Draco scoffed, "But most of the items on the list are unbelievably rare to find. You're lucky I managed to get to you before the end of next month!"
"Keep your voice down." Hermione ordered, knowing there was another auror just around the corner , covering for Jenkins whilst he got her food. "Now, give me the potion."
Draco's fist unclenched, consequently a small flask with a clear liquid that resembled water appeared. "Here you are."
Hermione uncorked the flask without a 'Thank You' and downed the entire thing. Immediately Hermione's body disappeared, however you could still see the clothes she was wearing. Without skipping a beat at what could be a major setback, Hermione started taking off the clothes so that you really had no idea of her presence. Hermione walked towards her bed and stuffed her clothes under the pillowcase.
"No need to bring them with me." She muttered. "Right, let's go." The two of them turned towards the bars that kept Hermione imprisoned for nearly a week. Hermione narrowed her invisible eyes at them, daring the bars to keep her there for any longer. They walked towards the rusty metal poles and just as Hermione had hoped they passed through them as if Hermione and Draco were air. Hermione released a breath she didn't know she had been holding and thought of the blueprints of the prison she'd memorized before they walked out of Azkaban unnoticed. Once out of the building Draco walked towards one of the rocks near the water and pulled out his wand before apparating them both to Knockturn Alley. They walked through the crowded street towards Borgin and Burkes, where they then flooed to Malfoy Manor.
"Thank you." Hermione said, brushing the ash off her invisible form.
"I would say 'no problem', but that would be the largest lie I've ever told... And I've told a lot." Draco replied.
"I'm grateful nonetheless."
"Where did you find out about that potion? I'd never heard of it."
"My mother wrote about it in one of her research journals. She had been experimenting and stumbled upon it." There was a pregnant pause.
"What will you do next?"
Hermione sighed. "It doesn't need to concern you anymore. You've done your part, you no longer have to come when the mark burns."
"But what about-"
"I won't hold your mother over your head any longer, Draco." Hermione interrupted. "When this mess blows up, I want you to far away from the blast, cutting you loose now is what is needed to be done."
"You've lived all of your life in the darkness. I won't keep you there anymore."
"Thank you." Draco smiled, despite the fact she wouldn't be able to see it. "And if you ever need to vent or talk to someone talk to me, I won't tell a soul."
"Thank you, Draco. I'll miss you at meetings."
"I'm sure Amycus won't"
Hermione chuckled. "No, he will be ecstatic at your absence." There was another silence. "Well, I'm going to go and change into some clothes. The antidote is-?"
"On the kitchen counter at the Riddle Manor."
"Thanks." Hermione walked back to the fireplace. "Riddle Manor." She called out before she was engulfed in emerald flames.
Draco stared at the fireplace. "I do believe the cage over Hermione Riddle's heart and feelings is cracking." He whispered to himself triumphantly, before he walked up to his room to take the antidote and put some clothes on as well.
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Hermione has a secret. She's known it for a while and it's changing her. People have noticed she's not the same person... not since he died... Credits and thanks goes to lemonerd222 for the AMAZING cover!!!