Blood Trap.

Chapter One.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter but OC's are mine.

Authors Note: Before we begin, let's pretend that Bellatrix and any of the other death eaters mentioned in this fic did not die in the Battle of Hogwarts. Only some unimportant death eaters and important people from Harry's side died.

Voldemort is in power and a new law decrees that muggle borns must be treated like house elves and become slaves to wealthy pureblood families. Hermione gets caught up in that law. Dramione.

Hermione Granger sat huddled up to Ron, eyes bloodshot and tear stained, looking like she hadn't slept in days. They were curled up on a chair in the Burrow, Ron stroking the side of her head gently. She relaxed slightly into his hold and snuggled closer. Molly Weasley was fussing over her son, George who was shaking violently in the kitchen. The war was over. Many had lost their lives due to Voldemort. Fred Weasley, Nymphadora Tonks, Remus Lupin, Lavender Brown, Colin Chevy and many more. The most important was Harry Potter himself. The final duel between Harry and Voldemort was fierce but Voldemort had come out triumphant and he was gleeful as Harry hit the floor, the light disappearing from his eyes. Hermione remembered her screams. Her throat was raw and painful as her best friend lay on the ground unmoving. She remembered Ron gripping her hand and dragging her through the crowd and away from the death eaters who were attempting to round up the muggle borns. She remembered people scattering, screaming and terrified. Once most of the Weasley family had managed to get out of Hogwarts, they had apparated to the burrow. Ginny was upstairs, locked away in her bedroom, screaming and crying. Hermione could hear dull thuds as she beat her fist against the wall in temper. The love of her life was gone and Hermione felt so sorry for her. She loved Harry, he was her best friend but she couldn't imagine how Ginny was feeling right now. Arthur Weasley was outside, busying himself with his enchanted muggle inventions. He couldn't stand still. He had just lost his son, his Fred and Harry, who was as good as his son. He was collecting any of his enchanted devices that he deemed appropriate to take. They all knew they had to move quickly, but life seemed to stand still and the entire family seemed to forget about what this meant for them. They had lost so many people, how could they continue on?

"He's gone, Ron." Hermione all but whispered, still unable to believe that her best friend was gone.

"I know Mione. We can't stay here for much longer though, they're looking for you."

"Where are we going to go?" She sniffed.

"Away." Ron said with a firm nod. "I don't care where, just away. You-Know-Who might have power over Wizarding Britain but he has no control over anything past that! We could go to America, or somewhere in Europe."

"Ron-" Hermione began but she immediately stopped upon hearing a loud crash as one of the burrows windows smashed. Hermione screamed reaching for her wand. She jumped up from Ron's lap, Ron also reaching for his wand. Molly and George came running through, wands in their hands and panicked looks on their faces.

"What was that?" George asked, looking at the broken window in curiosity. Nothing had been thrown, no one was there. Why had that particular window smashed?

"I don't know." Hermione said.

"It has to be them." Molly whispered, eyes narrowed. A loud, shrill scream came from above them and Ron's eyes widened.

"Ginny!" He took off running towards the stairs but was stopped in his tracks by Bellatrix Lestrange. Her black hair was as wild as ever, and her mouth was turned up into a smirk, an evil glint in her eye. She twirled her wand in her hand, not looking the slightest bit intimidated or scared by the four wands pointed at her. Arthur came running through the back door, his eyes wide but without at wand. Without a second thought, both Ron and Hermione yelled out 'Stupefy!' aiming their wands at Bellatrix.

Bellatrix nefariously blocked the spell with her own wand. She glared at them with her dark eyes and a crooked smirk, making her look even more unhinged.

"Now, now. I wouldn't do that if I were you." She said with the same smirk still plastered on her face, her eyes now gleaming

"Get out of my house!" Arthur growled at the mad woman before him.

"Very rude, aren't we?" She cackled loudly. "Greyback!"

All of the Weasley's and Hermione looked towards the staircase as Ginny thundered down it, struggling in the vice grip of Fenir Greyback. He had her by her flame red hair, yanking her around. Blood trickled down her forehead and Hermione's eyes widened. She was hurt.

"Get your filthy hands off of my daughter!" Arthur yelled, wishing he had his wand in his hand. Yaxley came out from behind Greyback, a small yet cruel smile twisted onto his face.

"Now, I'm pretty sure you know why we are here." He said. Molly gasped, a tear escaping from her eye as she saw her only daughter in the werewolf's grip. Arthur was now stood beside Molly, comforting her but glaring at Bellatrix who was gleefully pointing her wand in their direction. Hermione's arm shook as she pointed her wand. She couldn't risk sending a curse, in case it hit Ginny.

"You know what we want, or should I say, who we want." Yaxley stated, his eyes suddenly turning to Hermione. Hermione's arms lowered slightly, her shaking becoming more noticeable. At Yaxley's words, Ron pulled Hermione behind him. She stumbled slightly but managed to stay upright as she gripped his arms tightly.

"Over my dead body." He growled, his face turning bright red in anger.

"That can be arranged." Bellatrix replied with a sneer.

"Get your hands off my sister!" George shouted. He'd already lost his twin brother, he wasn't about to lose his little sister too. He pointed his wand at Greyback and screamed 'Petrificus Totalus', aiming to body-bind him. With a flick of her wand, Bellatrix spun it back and it hit George like a ton of bricks, knocking him to the floor. Molly, Hermione and Ron all began aiming for them, spells flying everywhere. With a wave of his hand, Yaxley sent Hermione, Ron, Molly and Arthur flying across the room, hitting the wall with a thud. Hermione groaned, struggling to stand up. Ron was on his feet in a second, helping her to hers. He was once again aiming his wand at Bellatrix. Before he could send another curse flying, Fenir spoke making him turn his head towards the werewolf.

"Give us the mudblood and you can have her." He motioned to Ginny who was still shaking in his hands. "I don't care either way, keep the filthy mudblood. She seems tasty enough." Fenir grumbled, his voice low as he gripped a once again struggling Ginny. He pressed his nose against Ginny's face, inhaling deeply. Ginny's eyes were wide as she tried to get free, only to be held tighter. She was breathing heavily, trying to move as far away as humanly possible from the werewolf. "Drop your wand, Ginger."

"Not a chance." Ron responded. No body moved, Greyback had his mouth hovering over Ginny's neck. One move and he could bite eyed Molly and Arthur. The terrified looks on their faces said it all. Not only had Ron, George, Percy, Charlie, Bill and Ginny lost a brother; Molly and Arthur had lost their son. And now, they thought they were about to lose another child. She could not risk Ginny's life for her freedom. She knew then what she had to do.

"You want me? You can have me." Hermione announced, getting ready to step around Ron. Molly and Arthur looked at her, aghast. Ron gripped her tighter, trying to stop her moving any further but she pulled herself from his hold, shaking her head. He had to know, she'd do anything for him and his family, including sentence herself to death or enslavement, just like she knew was going to happen.

"Hermione, no!" She heard Ginny yell, only to be yanked harder by Greyback. She let out a yell of pain, crumbling slightly towards the ground. This made Hermione even more determined.

"You want me?" She asked, glaring at Bellatrix dead on. She was no longer afraid of this woman. She took a step forward, ignoring Ron's constant hold on her. She stepped over George who was still stuck, stiff as a board. Molly was physically shaking. She was going to get her daughter back next to her, safe and sound. But in return, she was losing a girl who was as good as her own. "Let her go."

"Deal." Before Hermione could blink, Bellatrix had shot forwards and grabbed Hermione, yanking her towards her and into Yaxley. Hermione bumped into him and immediately Yaxley gripped her tightly by the arm, twisting both of arms behind her back. Easily, Bellatrix plucked Hermione's wand from her hand and tucked it away into her robes. "Greyback, drop the girl."

As soon as she said that, Ginny was thrown violently to the floor in the direction of her parents. Ginny let out a cry of pain and a sickening crack surrounded the room as her body smacked off of the floor, her knees taking a beating when they scraped against the floor, drawing blood. Molly rushed forward, helping her daughter off the floor, checking her over. Before anyone could react, the sound of Ron yelling 'Stupefy!' rang throughout the house as he aimed his wand at Bellatrix. She simply waved her wand and blocked the stunning spell, sending it barreling back into Ron. He shot backwards, being lifted off his feet. Molly cast another curse, but it was too late. With a smirk, Bellatrix, Yaxley, Greyback and Hermione were gone with a crack.

Hello :)

This is the first chapter to my new.. and first Dramione fanfiction.
This isn't BETA'd since I don't have a beta.. but I am looking for one! If you would like to become my beta, please get in touch!
So, this isn't a very long chapter, mostly just an introduction but I hope you guys like it.

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(This is has had some minor details changed around so that is why it has been reposted for anyone who was wondering!)

-Dreamer.