A/N

What do you get when you have a writer with a million ideas, no sleep, 3 cups of coffee, and a ton of readers who are hungry for more? A NEW CHAPTER!

Yeah, It's 3 in the morning, my finals start in a few hours and I am sitting here writing a new chapter for you guys. Don't you just love me?

If you haven't noticed yet I LOVE torturing my character and ending a chapter with a nice juicy cliffhanger. Muhahahaha, and this is why I'm known as the evil Russian Slytherin in my group.

The reason the Zabini's didn't tell Hermione anything when she got to the manor is simple. They are not home yet. It's just her and Blaise (and a few house-elves).

Like I said before it is finals week for me so I might not be able to update until at least Friday, though I will try to do it sooner. To make matters worse my laptop keyboard it not working very well (a few keys are not pressing very well) so that is slowing me down a little bit.

Hope you enjoy the chapter.

As always I am not JK Rowling though would love to have her talent for making words jump off the page.

Now for the chapter.

Hermione stood in front of two french door which led to her new bedroom. She looked down at her watch and saw that it was only 1 in the afternoon. Her life had changed so much since this morning. And in a few short hours she was going to find out who she was going to have to marry.

Hermione placed her hand on the doorknob and opened the door slowly. Through the doors was the biggest bedroom she had ever seen. The girls dormitory at Hogwarts seemed small compared to this. There was a full wall of windows over looking a beautiful garden. In the middle of the room was a very comfy looking king bed, which she would probably love to crawl into with a book after dinner. And speaking of books, there was 3 giant bookshelves standing side by side filled with books, both with muggle and magical. Overall the room looked light and airy, thankfully the walls were a pleasant shade of blue instead of green.

On the right side of the room were two door; one which probably led to the bathroom and the over to the closet. Hermione walked over to the closet one and after opening it saw an enormous walk-in closet. There was a mixture of clothes that she had owned and some new items. Hermione closed the door and turned her attention to the next door. Inside was a gorgeous bathroom. There are a large walk-in shower that could fit at least 5 people. There were shower heads that were positioned so that they hit just the right spots. In the middle of the room was an old fashion claw foot tub. A house elf was probably there seconds ago because the tub was filled with hot water and bubbles.

Hermione slowly undress and sank into the tub. The water was very hot, just the way she liked it, and seemed to melt the stress away. Hermione found a loofah nearby and scrubbed her skin until it was silky smooth. Hermione sank further into the tub until her whole body and head were underwater. When she emerged she saw that there was a rain shower head mounted on the ceiling. Hermione pulled the plug and let some of the water drain before turning the shower head on. She washed the soapy water off her body and washed her hair. After Hermione was done she wrapped herself in plush towels.

Walking out of the bathroom Hermione saw Tufty waiting for her.

"Hello misses. Tufty is here to help with hair and makeup." the elf squeaked happily.

"Please call me Hermione. And I can manage with my hair and makeup myself, thank you." Hermione kindly smiled at the elf.

"But Tufty wants to help Hermione with her hair and makeup. Its Tufty favorite."

Hermione thought about it and considered the little elf's enthusiam she agreed.

It turned out that Tufty was one of the few people that could control Hermione's usual bushy hair. After the elf was done Hermione looked into a nearby mirror. Her hair was smooth and silky. Tufty was able to put Hermione's hair into an elegant french twist. As for makeup she has so light eyeshadow, a bit of mascara, and some lip gloss. Everything was done beautiful and made Hermione shine.

Tufty then helped Hermione put on the dress. It was an elegant black dress, light and flowly. It almost felt fluidly on Hermione's skin. Hermione also put on some simple black heels and a diamond necklace (most likely it was passed down in the family.

After Hermione was dressed there was a small knock on the door. Hermione opened it with a smile but as soon as she saw the person standing in the doorway her smile faded.

"Hello Granger."

Hermione could her a voice yelling in her head NO. NO. FUCK NO!

A/N

And we end with another cliffhanger. I originally planned this chapter differently but decided to change it at the last minute.

Also whenever you see thisit means the its Hermione inner voice.

Do you guys hate me?

Please tell me what you think. Don't forget that I am running on now 5 cups of coffee and no sleep. Oh what I do for you people

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