"Wakey-wakey! sleepy heads!" crooned Hermione tilting her head slightly as Fred found himself tied by his hands shackled to an overhead Iron beam. "Awwww! The big-bad death eaters must have tired you up so much." said Hermione in a childish voice, as his eyes bulged in recognition of his captor. The unnaturally glowing purple eyes and the haunting smile still showing remnants of the old witch that was once his friend.