A/N: This is so short I didn't want to upload it. I just need to know whether I should continue. Review and I will. I promise longer chapters. Way longer chapters. Think of this as a teaser of a sort. I have a great plot for this one i Really do hope you will think of reviewing. XOXO.


Hope

What does one do when they're just at the edge of sanity and madness? Hermione Granger didn't really know. She sat there, seeing the grand landscape of the manor she lived in. But then again she wasn't a visitor here, just a prisoner. And she really took it for granted. The comforts, the warmth. While the rest of the muggleborns sat outside in the rain or sleet or whatever kind of weather mother nature wanted it to be that day, she sat there like the ungrateful person she was. She had only married Draco Malfoy out of necessity. Ok. So maybe she had felt something for him, but really she didn't think anyone could resist him. He had looks, he had power and most importantly he had he Dark Lord's favor. So when she had, ahem, convinced him to rescue her. Voldemort hadn't said anything but "enjoy your new little toy." She didn't want to think of it for what it was. It was just like she was his mistress, who she was a year ago, but now she was his wife. Simple as that, she had to though. The security it provided her was the best thing so far.

She rarely left the house. She couldn't really. Though people respected Draco, she was still a lowly mudblood. But at least people couldn't look at her a certain way. Not if they didn't want to live through the next day. They knew that with a single tattle she told Draco, they would cower in fear when he came looking for them. She didn't really do that, not after that one night that she had complained to Draco that Yaxley had whistled at her and said "how many have you done to get here?" No that wouldn't do for a Malfoy wife. They had a reputation to uphold.

What she truly thought though, and she hoped she was right, was that Draco Malfoy deeply cared for her. And that was what she was going to cling to until he did something to prove her wrong.