When Hermione woke up with her head pounding lying on cold stone she knew something had gone wrong. As she tried to sit up she felt the stickiness of the blood in her hair. As she stood she came to realize she was in a familiar office, Umbridge's office. She reached for her wand and as she feared it wasn't there. She made to make her way to the door but couldn't get her feet to move, she then heard footsteps coming towards the room. She looked around for something to defend herself with, with no luck she watched the door handle began to turn.

Umbridge walked in, her wand in her hand and gave Hermione that evil smile she remembered to well. She closed the door behind her, and before Hermione could react she was sitting with her hands and feet bound in the chair facing Umbridges desk. "Well that's better," said Umbridge. She looked at Hermione with a lust that Hermione had never seen before. "Miss Granger how lovely it is to see you in my office again, I hope you have been well it's been far too long and we have a lot to catch up on." Hermione looked at her with such distaste, "I'm not sure how I got here, but I am sure that my friends will be here soon to get me," said Hermione.

"As much as I would love to see Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley again I highly doubt they will be able to find us here." Umbridge said with the same smile. "I have been looking forward to this for some time now. I'm not sure you are aware but I am now in charge or registering Muggle borns such as yourself and placing them in their proper place." She looked at Hermione with mild fascination. "I however, never thought I would be lucky enough to have you walk right up to me in the Ministry of Magic though."

It started to come back to Hermione, she had come to the Ministry under the polyjuice potion to try and take the Horcrux from Umbridge. She remembered coming down to the courtroom and waiting for the right moment, then remembered Harry and Ron attacking Umbridge her lunging for the necklace and then it all went blank. She looked and up and Umbridge had moved from her desk and standing behind her now. "As I was saying, I never thought for a second I would be so lucky to have you come to me. It is quite unfortunate that your friends escaped but well I am pleased to finally be able to do this to you." Umbridge was leaning over the back of Hermione's chair and started to unbutton Hermione's blouse. Hermione was shocked and tried to move unsuccessfully from the rough hands.

Umbridge had now gotten her buttons undone and reached to lift her breasts from her bra. Squeezing Hermione's nipples and twisting them in her hands. Hermione let out a gasp of pain trying with all her might to move away from the toad like woman. To Hermione's attempt Umbridge just laughed and squeezed harder. Hermione went to bite Umbridge arm and with success, Umbridge whelped with pain and pulled herself away from Hermione. She then hit Hermione very hard on the back on the head. Walking around her she pulled out her wand and murmured something under her breath. Before Hermione knew what happened there was a ball gag in mouth.

Umbridge stood back and went to sit at her desk again looking as the helpless Hermione glared at her with a shocked look of panic her breast still hanging over her bra, red where her hands had just been. "Now that's better, I guess before I get too carried away with myself I should probably explain a few things first. As you may know things in the Ministry have begun to change for the better. I now have total control over all placements of Mud bloods. Once they report for their hearing or are brought in from our talented snatchers. I find out how they stole their magic and take away their wands and place them in setting where they can pay back their debt to the wizarding world. It is very hard and demanding work and I am so glad the Minister has chosen and has faith in me to fulfill this challenging task."

Hermione tried to say something but it only came out as a muffled gag. To this Umbridge smiled, "That leads us to you. The minister was more than thrilled to know that I had captured you and as a personal favor has gifted you to me, for my own personal use."

Hermione looked as though the wind had been knocked out of her. She started to move again and the restraints that bound her to the chair tightened around her arms and feet. "I have been searching for a while for a personal slave but was holding out for the hope that we would be able to catch you. As luck would have it I now have exactly what I wanted." Tears started to fall down Hermione's face. Umbridge went to stand in front of the crying Hermione leant to whisper in her ear, "I haven't even begun to give you a reason to cry dear."