May I persent my newest work. Now I'll warn you now that it has a bit of language but none that would make it an M fiction. Hope you all enjoy.
Disclaimer: I am sadly not JK so that means none of this belongs to me.
Hermione groaned as she washed the floor like Draco ordered her to do like always. Her clothes where tattered and dirty like all her other outfits where; the few she had left. Her face was covered with dirt and sweat from the days work like normal though her face was always covered in dirt half the time, it wasn't very often it was clean.
She scrubbed the floor as hard as her small hands would allow her too go. She hated being the servant girl to the Malfoy family. Ever since the war ended and Harry lost and died she was ordered to either work for the Malfoy family or be put to death. She found living a good thing so it was better to just be a locked up servant girl. She knew lots of muggle born witches and wizards where suffering the same as well. She heard even half bloods as well where under the same power since she found Neville the servant for Snape when the Malfoys' dragged her there one day.
She stopped and brushed the hot sweat from her face that was making her hair stick to her face now. She brushed her hair away and then went back to her work knowing she would be in trouble if she was ever caught off task at her work. The only time she was allowed to break was to go get the door when someone rang the door bell. Other then that she was always at work for them until late at night when the family would tell her go to her cell and go to sleep.
The door rang and she brushed the sweat from her face once more then got up leaving her work. She walked to the door and opened the large door slowly and held it open after seeing it was Snape with Neville behind him.
"Where are the Malfoys', Granger?"
"The study sir," Hermione answered. She knew Snape knew his way around so it wouldn't be too hard for him to find his way. She watched as Snape ordered Neville to help her with her work and then leave them. She closed the door and then looked at Neville as he stood there. "Come on, I am cleaning the kitchen floor," she said softly, leading Neville to the kitchen where she had left all her work. She got back down on the floor and grabbed another scrubber for Neville and handed it to him.
Neville took the scrubber from Hermione and dipped it into the soapy water before he started to scrub with Hermione. "Hermione, the order is still up and running. Snape was saying a few days ago to the Dark Lord that he was going to be a spy again and go there," he whispered, knowing the information he had learned secretly had to be told to Hermione. That was how information was passed between the servants. "Ron and the other Weasley's work there. I was wondering if, well, you wanted me to tell them anything for you since Snape will be taking me along with him."
Hermione stopped her work and looked at Neville for a moment. "No, it is alright. If I ever tell them anything, it would be in person. Telling them something from you wouldn't be the same. Plus what I have to say to Ron would be way too hard for you to remember and say," she said softly, starting to work again with tears in her eyes now. She knew it would be nice to see Ron again and just hug him like crazy.
"Try me."
"No Neville. Just tell them I say hi if you want to."
"But Hermione-"
"No Neville."
Neville let out a deep sigh knowing Hermione was just being stubborn like she was at times. "Fine Hermione, as you wish," he said softly and then starting to scrub the floor harder.
Snape burst into the kitchen and looked at the two on the floor. "Both of you up, now!" he ordered and they both dropped their work then got up like told. "Granger, I have permission to barrow you for a while which means you listen to my every order. Now let's go you two," he ordered and then heading out of the house.
Hermione walked along with Neville and looked at him. "Where are we going?" she asked in a whisper so Snape wouldn't hear her.
"I don't know," Neville whispered back, then looking around where they where fast walking too. "But doesn't this place seem-"
"Familiar," Hermione finished; she knew exactly where they where heading now. She stopped when Snape stopped in front of an empty gap. They where there, the order base which was Sirius old house which didn't belong to anyone any more really since it was really Harry's but since he died during the war it technically didn't belong to anyone.
"Both of you remain quiet. Once we are in I want you two to leave me alone and behave," Snape ordered then knocking on the door then heard a scream from inside; the picture of Sirius's mother like always.
The door swung open by Mrs. Weasley and she glared at Snape right away. "What do you want, Severus?" she asked coldly.
"I want to become part of the order. I am not working for the Dark Lord any longer," Snape lied and after being eyes Mrs. Weasley let him in, believing his lie. "This is my servant Neville and I manage to get Ms. Granger away from the Malfoy family for now. Neville is like a son to me more then a servant and I felt so worried about younger Granger I had to get her away from the Malfoys'."
"Yeah right," Hermione whispered to Neville coldly before looking at Mrs. Weasley. "Hello Mrs. Weasley," she said in a small whisper.
"Hello Hermione, dear," Mrs. Weasley said quietly and then giving Hermione a light smile.
"You two said you'd behave so let me talk with the other order member quietly. Don't go too far though, I told the Malfoys' I'd have you back soon Ms. Granger," Snape said and then Mrs. Weasley led Snape towards the kitchen slowly leaving her and Neville.
"Come on Neville, I know this place like the back of my head," Hermione said softly and then heading towards the steps following the light sounds she heard every now in then. She stopped at every door and listened quietly to see if she heard anything at all until…
"Ron!! Stop! You're making the pixies mad!"
Hermione's head perked up and she ran towards the door that the ever so popular Ginny's cry had come from. She pulled out her wand since all the servants had their wands still, they just couldn't use them. She threw the door open and cast a charm at the pixies in the air before putting her wand away. "Learn your spells will you," she said and then looking at Neville. "See my awesome skills."
"Hermione!" Ginny cried and then hugging Hermione as tight as she could. "You're alright."
"If you can consider me being the Malfoys' servant okay then, yeah, I am perfectly okay," Hermione said softly, hugging Ginny lightly then looking at Ron who had turned away from the scene. "Ginny, talk with Neville for a moment," she said softly and then moving over towards Ron and putting her hand on his shoulder. "Ron, are you alright?"
"Yeah fine," Ron lied as he turned and looked at Hermione. "I've been perfectly fine," he said, tears coming to his eyes but he kept them back like the man he was, the man he would always be for Hermione.
Hermione saw the tears coming to Ron's eyes and she whipped them away carefully. "No, you haven't been fine," she said softly, then brushing his long hair out of his eyes. "You've missed me, that wouldn't be considered fine."
Ron broke down, knowing Hermione was right. He was anything but fine over the past few years without her around. He hugged Hermione tight but he kept his tears back still like the man he wanted to be for Hermione. He loved her too much to let her see him cry for her and over her.
"Ron, it is okay to cry you know," Hermione whispered in Ron's ear, knowing he was holding the tears back.
"No it's not, not with you around," Ron informed her quietly then looking at the door where Neville and Ginny had obviously left to leave him alone with Hermione.
"Why me?"
Ron paused and let go of Hermione then turning away from her. He took a deep breath before he turned back to Hermione and then pulling her into a kiss. He knew Hermione was obviously liking the kiss because she let out a small moan, a moan he'd been dying to hear for so long. He finally let go and let her breath for a moment. "That's why. I have to be your man and men don't cry."
"They do sometimes you know," Hermione said quietly as she looked up into Ron's eyes. "If you want to be my man then don't be afraid to let yourself cry because I want you to be my man," she said softly as she brushed his cheek. "The thing is you can't. As a servant girl for the Malfoys' I am not allow to marry unless they choose to let me go off and marry someone."
"What! That's no fair! You should have a choice to be able to marry someone."
"But I don't. As a muggle born Voldemort and the Malfoys' control me and Snape for the moment. He so called 'saved me' from the Malfoys' which is all part of his plan to be a spy here," Hermione said, staring up into Ron's eyes. "I shouldn't be telling you any of this but you can save the order while you have a chance. Snape is going to be a spy here and you have to make sure he doesn't learn anything important until you bust him some how."
"Okay," Ron said as he nodded his head then looking at Hermione closely. "The only way you'll be free is when we beat Voldemort, isn't it?"
"Yes, it's the only way muggle borns and half bloods will be free."
"Ms. Granger!"
"Oh no, I must go. That's Snape, I must go," Hermione said softly and then kissing Ron lightly. "I'll hopefully be back soon, I promise. Don't forget about me. And, I love you," she said softly and then running out of the room quickly towards the front doors. "I'm here Snape," she said softly and then standing next to Neville.
"Now we must return you to the Malfoys'," Snape said and then leading Neville and Hermione back to the Malfoys' house.