The Malfoy Manor was a towering grey mansion, set on the front of a large estate with pristine gardens and a long driveway lined with trimmed evergreens. Hermione had taken a cab to the front gates and was waiting in front of the impressive iron doors. Inlaid with a shimmering golden crest at the center. Two snakes braided and circled around an "M". She buzzed the intercom and waited anxiously for the doors to open. She didn’t know what compelled her to be standing here. It was a sudden, impulsive decision. She even took a cab to give herself time to turn back but yet here she was. Standing in front of the very place she was tortured.