Reuniting with the Enemy
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Hermione walked up to the huge iron gates that blocked a long path leading to a gray brick mansion. They had one gilded M initialed on each side of the gate She gulped and took a step closer to her new home for the time being.
Once the war ended she helped build Hogwarts back to its original greatness. Soon after Harry got a job as an aura and Ron signed with the Cannons to become a professional quidditch keeper. Ginny was engaged to Harry almost immediately after their side won the last battle.
Sure Hermione was happy for Ginny but on the inside she wished that she had something as special as them. She thought one day that her happily ever after was going to be with Ron, but she caught him snogging Lavender right after the war. Ever since then, they have had an awkward kind of relationship. They put a smile on whenever they were around their friends but Hermione could never forgive him for breaking her heart.
But that was her past. She took this new job as a maid and a housekeeper to give herself something to do and earn enough money so that she can live on her own.
She had not met the residents of her new house but Dumbledore said that the woman had her husband lost in the battle and she was living alone with her only son.
Hermione wanted a job to help people get over the war so she decided to give it a try. Besides, she needed a place to live.
As she took a step closer to the gate, they opened automatically. Hermione nervously walked up the path until she reached the front door.
She took a breath, 'No turning back now,' she thought as she knocked on one of the giant oak doors and took a small step back.
Her knock was quickly responded by when a woman with bleached blond, almost white, hair. She was slightly shorter then Hermione and wore a forest green robe.
The woman smiled and said, "Ah, you must be Hermione Granger, our new maid."
"Yes ma'am. And you are…"
"Oh, excuse my manners. I am Narcissa Malfoy."
"M-Malfoy?" Hermione said in shock and disbelief.
"Yes," she responded with a confused tone, "Are you alright dear? You look rather pale."
"Umm, I probably just need a glass of water."
"Well come in come in. I'll get my son to grab your bags," Narcissa said as she directed Hermione into her house.
Hermione couldn't help but to gasp. She stopped walking and tried to take in everything that she saw. The floor was made out of a sleek white marble, which complemented the patterned and cream colors of the walls. There was a very elegant, double staircase right when she walked in. On the left side of the entrance, before the left staircase, there was what looked like a small living room with vintage looking furniture that was made up of a dark wood and darker shamrock green fabrics. On the right, opposite of the living room, there looked to be a simple study with an old desk, a large armchair, and two bookshelves.
"Draco!" Narcissa shouted up the grand staircase as she slowly lead Hermione through the open door way below the grand staircases.
"Yes mother," An unforgettable voice rang from the second floor.
"Can you grab the new maids luggage up to her room. It is just outside the door."
"Sure," he replied with a sigh as he casually walked down the stairs, to the front door. He levitated the two large trunks and one smaller handbag behind him as he climbed back up the stairs.
Draco was not thrilled about having new maid. His last four maids were grouchy old woman who just sat around and drank tea. Of coarse there were always the house elves but they were better for cooking then actual jobs. He sighed as dropped off the luggage in the newly prepared room and headed to his own room, which was a little further down the hall and across the way.
He pushed open the two doors and walked over to his bed. He looked at it for a moment before flopping on it and burying himself in the silk sheets and feather filled comforter.
Ever since the war had ended he did nothing by lye around the house or hang out with his friends that were still alive or weren't in Azkaban.
Draco's father, Lucius, was sentenced to a lifetime in Azkaban with all of the other Death Eaters that were caught.
Draco never really had a tight bond with his dad. He joined the Death Eaters mostly out of fear rather then loyalty, like so many of the others. But now that the war has ended and he had nothing meaningful to do in his life. Hogwarts would be closed for the next few years due to the reconstruction process so he wouldn't even be allowed to finish his last year there.
He studied the ceiling for a while before finally he sat up decide to meet the person who he would have to live with until she was fired.
He trudged down the steps and into the kitchen. He found his mother and the new maid talking. The maid was sitting at the island with her back facing him.
He slowly approached them while noticing that the new maid was young and had silky curls flowing down her back. She wore dark blue skinny jeans and a simple black robe. He couldn't tell the color of her shirt but sitting down, she seamed average height.
Once he walked into the room he heard a light laughter from her just before clearing his throat to announce is presence.
The two women stopped their conversation and looked at Draco. He stopped in his tracks as he saw his newest employee. Hermione Granger. The Mudblood that punched him in their third year and was the brains behind the golden trio, only she looked different. She wore a red and white striped v-cut shirt with a long chained necklace with a variety of beads and silver charm of the Eiffel tower. Her hair was no longer a frizzy mess but well groomed, large curled locks. She wore a hint of eye makeup and a
Her smile fell from her face as she saw her old enemy. He was stunned for a moment but regained his composure and smirked at the Gryffindor.
She scowled as he walked closer to her.
"Ah Draco. This is out new maid Her—" Narcissa said before she was cut off by her son.
"Hermione Granger," he said as he stopped right in front of her.
"Draco Malfoy," Hermione spat out.
"Oh, well it looks like you know each other," Narcissa said quickly trying to break the tension.
They didn't respond, they just glared at each other.
"Yes well, Draco can you show Hermione to her room?"
"Sure mother," Draco said with another smirk as he took Hermione by the wrist roughly, and led her upstairs.
Once out of hearing range Draco questioned, "Why the bloody hell are you here Granger? Is this a joke? You couldn't possibly be a maid! I mean you are friends with Potty and Weasel-Bee! You could have any job in the world!"
"Sorry to disappoint Malfoy, but I'm only 19 as are you. I just wanted a peaceful and simple job after all of the chaos from he war. But it looks like that is not going to happen since I am stuck living with you!" She replied in a harsh tone.
"Well you could have been a nurse or someone at the Ministry."
"Yea well the inistry is only beginning to pick up and regain order so the only job I would get there would be unimportant and would not pay well."
"Still. Out of all the people that you could be a maid for, why me? I mean… you hate me!" Draco said as he reached the door to Hermione's new room.
"I didn't know I was going to be your maid, honest. Dumbledore just suggested your family without telling me names," Hermione said before walking into her new room.
She was speechless. Her room was huge, complete with a dresser, a desk, a vanity, a walk-in closet, and her own bathroom. The furniture was made out of dark wood, like she saw in the other rooms, and the drapes and bedspread were a maroon color.
Draco smirked at Hermione's star-struck expression. She noticed Draco looking at her and pushed him out her door.
She went and sat on her new bed and admired her new living quarters. A knock came quickly after she sat down.
"Who is it?" She said sarcastically as she leaned back on her bed.
"'Mione? Dumbledore told me that you were now working here and I just couldn't let you. I have come to ask for your hand in marriage," Ron said from behind the door.
She jumped up and ran to the entrance of her room and swung open the doors in excitement, "Ron?"
No one was standing out side the door. She looked down to find Draco rolling on the floor as he held his stomach and laughed.
Hermione placed her hands on her hips and waited for Draco to regain his composure.
After at least five minuets Draco managed to stand up and say, "Merlin even I didn't think that you would fall for that!" Draco said with a smirk before flicking his wand at himself to change his voice back to normal.
Hermione didn't respond.
"So what did happen between you two?" Draco asked as he invited himself into her room. Hermione turned around but didn't move.
Hermione didn't respond.
"That bad?" He asked as he lounged on her bed, still smirking, "How did he break up with you?"
"What's it to you! Just because I have to work for you doesn't mean I have to spill out my personal life! And for your information, I broke up with him!" Hermione was now at the edge of her bed as she finished screaming at the top of her lungs.
She was breathing hard, waiting for Draco to respond.
Finally he stood up and walked over to Hermione. He put his arms on Hermione's shoulders and forced her to sit down on the bed.
She glared at him but sat down.
"Now that's the Granger I know. Arguing. Winning. And hating me," Draco said with a smile, "And after what I'm about to show you, you'll hate me even more."
"Doubt it," Hermione mumbled under her breath.
Draco smirked and walked over to her closet, "So this will be your uniform when guests are over," Draco said with a smirk as he grabbed a dress off of the rack.
"I can't wear that!" Hermione exclaimed in shock and horror.
Draco looked at the old fashion maids' outfit. It was a very short black dress with a thin lace apron. The sleeves were white and poofy on the top of her shoulders.
"That's a shame. Now I have to fire you"
"Ugh. How often do you have company over?" She asked finally giving in as she took the dress from Draco.
"More often now," he said with a smirk as he walked over to the closet and returned with three new dresses, "This is what you will wear on all of the other days except for the weekends where you can wear whatever you like as long as its appropriate."
"Appropriate? None of these outfits are appropriate! Just look at them! I've seen goblins taller then the length of these!" Hermione said as she picked up one of the dresses to show him.
He laughed, "Well the last time I saw you in a dress was at the Yule ball I believe. So this new arrangement should be a refreshing change for everyone."
She scowled as she put all of her new "uniforms" back into her closet, "Do you mind? I think that I'll unpack before lunch."
"Fine after lunch my mother and I will give you a tour of the house and estate," Draco said before exiting through door.
Draco strutted to his room pleased with himself, 'Finally something interesting happening in this blasted house,' Draco thought as he passed through his own doorway.
Ok I know it's not great but it will get better. I'll continue with 10 reviews just cause I don't know if anyone will like it :( Thanks for reading anyways! Review!