A/n: Hey guys this is a Dramione story loosely based of The Girl with the Pearl earring, the movie. This story is more modern and the characters are older than they are in they book.

Summary: Hermione, a squib, has been in the service of the Malfoys for 17 years, but is given away as a wedding present for Draco's new bride, Pansy. Hating her new home and owners Hermione does not know what to do, but her life gets in even more turmoil when her new Master, who she has rarely ever seen even over the summer, becomes obsessed with her. Also some very strange things have been happening around the new Malfoy's household, and no one knows who to blame.

The Girl with Copper Hair and the Man with Silver Eyes

Chapter One

Hermione groaned and leaned back, pressing her hands to the floor. She had been sitting there, on her knees, bent over the same spot for hours, scrubbing. She sighed; it was always like this now, her new Mistress hovering over her, making Hermione scrub the same spot, over and over again, even if nothing was there. She forced herself to her feet and made her way to the stairs, she was sure that Pansy would have more work for her on the second floor. She was about halfway up when a screech rent the air;

"HERMIONE, YOU WORTHLESS SQUIB, GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP HERE, HERMIONE!!"

She sighed again and raced up the remaining stairs, two at a time. As she neared her Mistress' room she slowed and straightened her uniform, a one piece black dress and white apron, before stepping into Pansy's room. Curtsying and saying; "You called Mistress" Pansy whirled toward her and growled before saying,

"This," she spluttered and pointed to a place on the floor "why is this not cleaned up?"

Hermione peered at the spot Pansy was pointing at, and saw nothing except plain, clean, carpet. She inwardly rolled her eyes and decided to do what she had been doing for the past three months, humor Pansy and pretend to apologetic. "Oh, Mistress I am sorry I did not see it." She simpered "I'm so sorry please forgive me." She curtsied low, rushed over to the nonexistent stain and began scrubbing furiously.

She could almost feel Pansy's smirk through her back, she rolled her eyes and pretended to focus on her cleaning. As soon as she heard the door close, Pansy was probably to disgusted to stay in the same room as a lowly slave; she threw her towel down and spat on the spot she had been scrubbing. She smirked at her own little rebellion, before heaving herself up and turning toward the door.

Hermione froze as she came face to face with Master Malfoy, leaning casually on the door frame. He smirked at her, his grey eyes flashing, pushed himself off the doorframe and strode toward her. He stopped barely an inch from her and stared into her eyes. Hermione flinched and looked down, she may not be afraid of Pansy, but Draco was a whole other story. She had rarely seen Draco in all the years that she had worked for the Malfoy's. When she had first been brought here, at three years old, he was seven and almost always at boarding school, all year round. When she was seven he was on his way to and when he came home he spent most of his time out of the Manor or in his room. In the last three months that she had been here he was always in his study. This was officially the first time she had ever interacted with him.

Hermione let out a small gasp when she felt his cold fingers grip her chin and forced her eyes to meet his.

"Well, well, well the little mudblood squib has guts." His smirk widened, "Who would have thought." Hermione gulped and tried to turn her head away but he just gripped her chin harder and kept her staring straight into his swirling silver eyes. "Now little mudblood. Why did you not do as your Mistress told, hmm? I could very well just send you to her for a beating," His smirk to a sinister looking smile as he saw her eyes widen. "But where is the fun in that?" He pulled her closer to him, her body flush against his and darted his tongue out to lick her chin. Hermione shuddered and desperately tried to pull back. He chuckled evilly and drew her even closer, if that was possible. She began struggling hard, furiously trying to dislodge his grip on her chin. She froze stiff as a board, as his other around her back and gripped he bottom.

"Now this is definitely more fun." he whispered in her ear before licking the shell. Hermione shuddered again and resumed struggling. He chuckled again and pushed her away. She fell backwards, landing hard on her bottom and stared up at him.

Draco sneered down at the girl, amusement flashing in his eyes. "We should do this again sometime. " he said casually before he strode out of the room.

Hermione stared after him, her eyes wide and shivering, questions running through her head. What the hell was that? Why in the world did he do that? And why would he choose her over all the other maids in his huge mansion? She pulled herself off the floor, stood shaking slightly and staggered toward the door. Hermione peered around the door frame, making sure that neither Draco nor Pansy was near, and practically ran to the servants' quarters.

A/n: This is sort of a rough draft so if you see anything messed up or anything like that please either contact me or put it in a review. Also please review. This is not really an I just want reviews thing I actually do read them, and love them. Also the Mudblood thing is more of what Draco calls lowly people. In my story Hermione is a pureblood squib.