A loud "ahem" brought you out of your thoughts. A spitting image of Draco as an older lady was standing in front of you. Her facial features were harsh and pointy. She wasn't ugly but she wasn't beautiful either. "I did not know I had let the news of my needing a maid publicly known." She says airily reminding you of Professor Trelawney. "I have my ways." You say bowing slightly. Not adding the six people you had to desperately seek for information as to find the whereabouts as well as the job opening. "And you would be?" she asks more politely then before. "Dalton Johnson at your service." You say. She looks you up and down. Almost trying to analyze every inch of you. "Background information?" she asks. "Pureblood. Finished 6th year of schooling at Hogwarts of witchcraft and wizardry. I was in Ravenclaw. I have been in the service of the Jennings for the past 6 years." You say. "Impressive. You're hired. The rules are as follows. You must wear your uniform at all times when not in your chambers. You must not wander the halls unless you have a chore there. You may spend your free time in the maid's quarters. Do as I ask you without complaint. And no high level magic. You may use your wand. But we do have a detector if anything higher then a repairing charm goes off. Do I make myself clear?" she asks simply. "Crystal ma'am." You say bowing slightly again. "Jenine show her to her quarters and get her sizes. She will be put to work immediately." The girl nods and after she leaves Jenine walks you to your chambers. "I'm Jenine by the way." She says smiling as she reaches the door. "And I'm Dalton." You say smiling as well. "Get your stuff put away ill be back with your uniform in a second." She says. You continue to smile and walk in your room. You throw your luggage on the bed. "Alohamora," you say. Your luggage opens. You wave your wand and immediately all your clothes find there proper places in the dresser in the corner of the room. You head to the door when you heard the light knocking. "here you go." She says handing me three pairs of pants two skirts and five shirts. "Thank you. Um what is my first task?" you ask. "Scrubbing the stairs." She says smiling half-heartedly. "Thanks again." You say closing the door. You slip the black pants on. The fit perfectly. You leave your white cami on and pull the white polo shirt over your head. You pull your hair back in a ponytail and head out the door your wand in you back pocket.
You grab a bucket and a sponge. You reach the main hall and look up at the grand staircase. It was a beautiful marble. You just smile. You head to the top of the stairs. You begin. You dip the sponge in the soapy water and begin to scrub. This was not hard work compared to the gardening and then sewing and the hardware you had to back with the people you could honestly say you hate. You began humming. Not on purpose though. You were beginning to get lost in your thoughts again. Just random thoughts too. You were trying desperately to think of something anything before you arrived at the train station. But nothing was coming to you. Hopefully this plan of yours would work a little bit. You had guessed that maybe some of the people you wanted to see so badly would come and visit sometime. They had to eventually. And you could easily spy on them. All they had to do was get here. Suddenly the doorbell rang. I didn't know they had a doorbell you think. Oh well knocking is much more personable. You see Jenine head for the door. She opens it and immediately yells for Madam Malfoy. Madam my butt you think. But suddenly you see her above you. "Mam may I suggest you walking down on that side." You point over to the farther end of the stairs. She looks at the soapy wet floor around you. "Thank you Dalton." She says smiling a small smile and walking to the other side. You watch her walk gracefully down to the door that you now noticed had been shut after allowing two people inside the house. Both looked tired and dirty. And even though you could tell by the blonde hair who the smaller one was it was confirmed when Narcissa screams rather loudly, "Oh Draco!" You just chuckle to yourself. You take a second glance at the other man. He looked slightly familiar. But his long black hair was hanging in his face. And you really didn't think it would be anyone important so you began scrubbing again. SO when you heard Narcissa say, "Thank you Severus. Thank you so much." Your heart seemingly stopped. Your eyes dart to the man once again. It was ex-professor Severus Snape. "You are welcome Narcissa." He says in that same voice he almost always used. It was taking every ounce of strength for you not to scream and run down and beat him to death with you bucket full of soapy water. Your eyes began to water. "Crap" you mutter wiping them away. I was not ready to see him so soon. I'm still not. He killed Dumbledore. He killed him. And.. and. The tears started coming harder then ever. You just returned to working. Letting the tears fall onto the stairs using them along with the soapy water to finish your job. You did listen though. "We had to visit him before returning here Narcissa I am sorry it took so long." Snape says in his same bored voice. "Its okay. It is okay. Let us adjourn to the media center." She says. You were rather grateful they were leaving. Till you herd them start to head upstairs. You suddenly realized how bad it would be if Snape recognized you. And he surely would. You were his best student. And he knew it. You pretend to be very very into your work. "So glad your back Draco." His mother says. "Glad to be back." Draco says sounding a lot different. A lot. Not his voice really just his tone. As though well you couldn't explain it. Haha I hope one of them slips. You think evilly. That would probably just get me in trouble. Gah. You mutter something under your breath and point your wand at the stairs next to you. A yellow sign that says slippery when wet appeared next to you. "This is a new maid." Narcissa says as she walks by you scrubbing away pretending you had no better thing to do but scrubbing her stairs. "A little eccentric don't you think?" Snape says wittily stopping by the yellow sign. "Whatever works." You mumble. "Yes whatever works." He says agreeing with you. His voice gave you mixed feelings. You seriously were biting back the urge to curse him right there. They finally made there way to the top and took a left turn leaving you alone once again with your thoughts. "The stupid arrogant pompous undeserving senseless bug-brained witless prick." You mutter angrily scrubbing the floor. With your newfound emotions you quickly finish the stairs in the next half an hour. You were on the bottom step when you heard footsteps coming down once again. You look up and see Snape coming down. You scrub the last step all the more harder. "You scrub any harder and you might scrub a hole in their step." Snape says in his bored drawling voice. You felt like saying all the more for you to trip fall and die. But instead you reply, "why scrub a whole when I can just blast one." You thought you heard a chuckle as he passes you. You stand up and look at your finished work. It shone brightly in the light. You smile to yourself. You pull your hair out of the ponytail and shake your head. You run your fingers through your hair. You had your right hand half way through when you turn around and see Snape glance at you right before he shuts the door. For an instant your eyes had locked. And you swore you thought he recognized you. Suddenly the door stirs. But it doesn't open. The bell is rung many times. You suddenly are no longer standing there. You were perched on the railing. Flapping your wings softly. Jenine answers the door again but before she invites him in, Snape pushes past her and stares at the spot you used to be. "Sir can I help you again?" Jenine asks bewildered. "Uh yes that new maid um what was is her name?" he asks still looking in you direction. "Dalton Johnson sir." She says half curious half bewildered. You could tell something in his demeanor suddenly changed. You couldn't tell what because you were still in your butterfly form but it looked as if Snape had something in his eyes. Was it fear or maybe regret or something else? You couldn't tell because a moment later without even a Thank You to Jenine he leaves slamming the door behind him.
