I'm so sorry it took so long. But I want you to know that everything I write pretty much comes from you. Not to be mean, but I have no inspiration for this story. So I'm counting on you.

Thanks to trixie101, Bloody Serpent 2, Duchess Tenebres, M. Monster, Xenia Marvolo, Silver Tears 11, FlamesofaPheonix, rosetta-stone16, Addicted2Love, xochi7, animegurl088, lamia, Its a Happy Bunny Life, lilgangwolf, Azurana K., bakakoneko, HP Girl 28, blacksnowflake, and Eerie Iri.

And it seems that school girl has won! (If you actually look at the reviews, I counted mine and my sister's votes as well.) So Harry will dress up as a school girl! But I'll throw in a surprise, too.

Here's the chapter!

Harry got to school seven minutes before the first bell rang. He rushed into the student meeting room, knowing that Tom would be there.

When he got there he had five minutes left. Tom was sitting at his desk, looking up at him.

"Um... I..." Harry blushed as he tried to get the words past his mouth.

Tom narrowed his eyes. "Just spit it out already, Potter."

Biting his thumb, Harry managed to say, "I didn't do my homework!"

The elder still looked annoyed. "So...?"

"Can you please give me an excuse?"

"You mean lie for you."

"Just for today! Please! I'll do anything you want!" Harry pleaded.

"You already have to do anything I want." Tom turned back to his work.

Harry lowered his head. His bangs were in his eyes when he slowly whispered, "Please... I can't afford to be anything less than perfect..."

Tom was quiet for a moment, contemplating what he just heard. "Fine. But you'll have to work it off. Your service sentence has just been doubled."

The younger teen sighed in relief. "Thank you. Thank you so much."

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That day Tom accompanied him to every class, explaining how they "had worked all night to make the Halloween Dance a more memorial experience, therefore Harry had passed out from exhaustion and was unable to finish his homework".

At the end of the day, Tom called Harry into his office. "You are to report here every day after school. You will finish your homework in a one hour time period and then complete any task I ask of you. And you will not complain, hesitate, or question anything I tell you to do. You will keep your eyes down and not speak unless I give you permission.

From here on out, after school you are not a person; you are my servant."

Harry looked up at him, a fearful look in his eyes, as he gulped loudly.

"What did I just tell you! Eyes down!" Tom was vicious.

Harry quickly dropped his gaze.

"Now..." Tom continued, "Today you are to complete the homework you did not do last night, as well as the homework you received today. Afterwards you will do some basic duties: read, sign, and file papers; organize the books in the library; organize my library; tidy up my office; install a new program into all the school computers; and buy all the supplies, food, drinks, prizes, and entertainment for the dance."

The younger teen's eye's widened in disbelief. "That'll take me all night!"

"Wrong. It should take you 2.5 hours. Including the hour needed to do you homework, which you should be doing right now. And for every day that you don't finish your work, I'll add another week to your sentence. And for speaking out of turn, I'm adding a week right now. Get to work Potter, or you'll be serving me for the next 8 years, 3 months, 7 days, 2 hours, 25 minutes, and 34 seconds."

"But--"

"That's 8 years, 3 months, 14 days, 2 hours, 24 minutes, and 57 seconds(1). And judging by your reaction time, I can add another 465 minutes to that. And I'm still waiting for you to move!"

Harry got to work; quickly pulling binders and books out of his backpack and digging through his pockets for a pen.

"You only have about 47 ½ minutes left for your homework. Hurry Potter; time is time(2)!

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At the end of the 2 ½ hours, Harry had only managed to read, sign, and file half of the papers; and hadn't even started on the other things.

And Tom seemed to absolutely revel in reminding him that he had to serve another week.

As he gloomily drooped through the doors of the school, Tom called out to him:

"Since you're so slow, come early tomorrow to finish what you started. I expect to see you here at six o' clock, sharp. Being late adds another week!"

Harry seemed to become even more sluggish as he dragged himself home.

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(1)- I hope it makes sense and isn't that annoying.

(2)- Supposed to be "Time is money." But he's not working for money, he's working for time.

I actually liked this chapter. I hope they weren't that OOC. And on that note;

"If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."

Tell me what's wrong, but don't put me or my story down. Please. And be gentle.

Much luv! Please review!