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Chapter 2:
Hermione was sitting in a horse drawn carriage, which was leading her to Malfoy Manor. She fiddled with the ring on her finger, looking out into nowhere. She couldn't help but think of the reaction of Ron when she told him her job.
"Hermione!" Ron exclaimed, his ears began into a light pink.
"What?" Hermione responded as if taking a job for Malfoy was no problem at all.
"You can't work for that Rat-like ferret!" He was now swinging his arms in disapproval, "He will eat you alive…" Ron sneered in her face.
"I'm not working for him, I am working for…" She picked up a small piece of paper and read it, "Narcissa Malfoy." She looked back up, to see Ron's ears were purple.
"Just as bad! You know she was a Death-Eater, right?"
"Well, she can't be as bad as Lucius…"
"How can a Death-Eater not be as bad as another?"
"Well, I don't know I thought since she got rid of her house elves…"
"Hermione," His neck began to red, he was right in her face, "House elves don't have anything to do with Voldemort now do they?"
"Ronald!" Hermione jumped from the couch she was sitting on causing Ron to jump back. "My beliefs are mine! Not yours'! You understand!"
"I thought we had the same thoughts!" He clenched his fists.
"About Draco Malfoy, not about someone you don't even know!" Ron's narrowing eyebrows finally softened up. His neck and ears turn back to normal color.
"Your right," He walked towards to give her a hug, "I'm sorry." When he hugged her, she didn't know whether this marriage would work. She hugged him back anyway. "I love you…" He whispered against her ear. She stood there a minute evaluating.
"I love you, too…"
"Ms. Granger?" A gruff voice called inside. Hermione woke up from her trance and looked up. The carriage was still in motion so it had to be the driver.
"Yes?" She replied sweetly.
"My name is Tomas, sorry that I didn't introduce myself before when I picked you up at the station."
"Oh that's ok…" She was thinking so much she almost forgot what the driver looked like. He was wearing a traditional drivers' uniform, and looked like he was in his early fifties.
"I am sure we are going to see a lot of each other, you see, I am the official driver for Mrs. Malfoy." He said with dignity, "If you need anything at all you can meet me in the barn when Mrs. Malfoy is not out."
"Is that what she likes to be called?" Hermione asked sticking her head out of the carriage window to see Tomas, but instead she saw the most gorgeous white mansion. It had vines running all over it, beautiful landscapes, and wasn't overdone like you would expect mansions to be. It was actually kind of simple. "Whoa…" She gaped.
"That's what I thought you say." He chuckled. Hermione was quiet the rest of the way and so was Tomas. Hermione was still in awe when they rounded the driveway in front of the doors. A woman came out that also looked in her early fifties she ran up to Tomas waiting for him to get down from his seat. She was in a current blue maid outfit that Hermione feel a little less worried about her job. She didn't want to end up wearing a French maid suit that would make her like a whore. She jumped out of carriage with her bag. She straightened out her traveling clothes.
"Oh Tomas, welcome back!" She hugged him with some romance and he hugged her back. There was chemistry there. She smiled as she wished that were she and Ron, or the person in her dreams.
"Lucy," Tomas squared the woman in front of her, "This Hermione your partner." The woman named Lucy turned to face Hermione and smirked for a second by her appearance then swiped it off. Hermione walked over to her and put her empty towards Lucy for her to shake.
"Hermione Granger, Ms.?" Hermione smiled big. Lucy didn't anything.
"Just Lucy please." She said and turned back to Tomas and Hermione was left with an open hand so she put it down. "Are we still up for tonight?" She asked excitedly.
"Of course, we are. Now Lucy show Hermione around the house she needs it." He smiled. They hugged again and Lucy smiled bigger. They let go and Tomas went to go back to the carriage to put away and tend the horses.
"I'm sorry for being rude, Ms. Granger." She said as she watched Tomas drive away. "It's hard to pay attention when you're in love." She smiled at Hermione.
"I think I know what you mean…" Hermione looked a little puzzled.
"You think? You should know!" She said, Hermione just stood there for a second watching Lucy, "Well I better show you around before I call the Mrs." She walked up the steps to the entrance, Hermione quickly followed.
"What should I know about Mrs. Malfoy before I meet her?" Hermione said catching up to Lucy.
"She is not strict but still what she says, and oh yes don't say anything about her clothing!" Lucy snapped. "Every morning I will give a list of chores, that will be done no later than noon, then we are a personal assistance to her and her son." Hermione froze.
"He does live here?" She snarled as Lucy stopped in front of the door to look at Hermione.
"But of course," She turned and smiled mischievously, "He will be here for his whole life." Hermione didn't like what she was getting into. "As soon as he gets a wife the things his mother owns will go to him." Hermione walked up to the door while Lucy opened it. "Our room is the first door on the right, put your bag in there, and I'll call the Mrs. While in there clean yourself up a bit." Hermione guessed that Lucy meant her clothes; she looked down to see that they were a little dusty. "One more thing," She said before walking upstairs, "Never speak of Mr. Malfoy." She looked serious, and made Hermione curious.
So while walking into the room she patted them down and made the dust fly. She looked at the room and saw two ordinary old beds. One without any sheets that she guessed was hers so she threw he bag onto it. She jogged out of the room still patting off the dust. Hermione stopped her self in the middle of the room and really looked at it while waiting. There were spiraling stairs leading up to a balcony, and besides the little door that lead to her room, there was two other large doors. She couldn't help feeling like she was in a palace. There were beautiful paintings and artifacts everywhere. She couldn't stop herself from circling to see what else there was.
"Memorizing isn't it?" A cold voice said. Hermione gasped, she knew that voice; she turned slowly around to the stairs. She was right; it was none other than Draco Malfoy. He was leaning on a railing that was apart of the stair His bleach blond hung freely not like it did back in school, where it was combed back, and his gray eyes looked as insulting as ever. "I always end up stopping and just stare." Hermione was confused; he was actually being dared to say it, nice.
"Umm…." She bowed courteously, "Good day Mr. Malfoy." Grinding her teeth not say 'I hate you, I'm here for money."
"Since when have you ever treated me as I was suppose to be treated?" He asked taking a couple steps towards her, There's the Malfoy I know, Hermione thought as she rose back up from her curtsey. She didn't take her eyes off him; she wanted to make sure that he wasn't going to her hex at any second. He was now circling her and examining her as if she were a prize. "You will be of good use." He sneered behind her.
"Mr. Malfoy, I am a person, not an object!" She turned and yelled at him in his face.
"Ms. Granger!" Hermione turn to see Narcissa in all black clothes with her also bleach blond hair in a tight bun. Hermione curtseyed to try to make up for her mistake.
"Good day Mrs. Malfoy." Draco snorted quietly, while Hermione growled in the same tone.
"Ms. Granger you do not have permission to talk to Draco like that!" Narcissa exclaimed.
"Yes, Mrs. Malfoy."
"Circle." Narcissa demanded as she made a circling motion with her fingers. Hermione gave her a confused look and then started to spin slowly. Narcissa seemed satisfied; "Ms. Granger you have the rest of the day off, and Ms. Cutler will give you a uniform and start work tomorrow."
"Yes ma'am." Hermione said.
"You are dismissed." Hermione bowed for a last time and left. Draco stood there watching walk out of the room with his hands in his pockets. He couldn't help but to smile, Narcissa saw him and smiled too. Draco saw her smiling at him, grunted at his leave. Narcissa chuckled as her plan was in action.
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