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Hermione soon realized that the maze like house with its confusing layout wasn't a fun place to explore, it was meant to confuse her and keep her trapped inside.

She didn't even get a foot outside the dining room door before Draco came striding next to her.

Keep your head up high Hermione. Nothing happened last night.

"I figured you would need help getting back to your room," Draco said offering his arm to her.

She didn't take it, instead kept striding forward, not knowing or caring where she was going.

Draco just rolled his eyes and followed her. "Hermione I realize you're in a bad place right now but.."

Hermione had tried her best to keep quite but it just wasn't in her nature, especially when it came to him, "Hard place, no...your parents and those people are keeping me hostage in a house, my parents are under constant threat because of them, and god knows what's going through my friends minds right now."

"Hermione really don't be so over dramatic."

"Over dramatic. Over dramatic! Did i even mention that I have to met the enemy today and play nice little puppet so everyone elses lives can be ok. I'd give up everything right now to go back to the way things were before."

Draco didn't even bother with a response, he knew he couldn't calm her down right now. "Well just a helpful tip but your rooms the other way."

Hermione didn't even realize where she had walked, she just turned around and started off the other way. Listening to Draco's directions every couple minutes.

Narcissa Malfoy stood in the doorway to Hermione's room.

"Really what took you so long," she exclaimed as she pulled Hermione into her room.

"Oh Draco good, get in here." Narcissa gaver him a look, "Bella had to take care of, how do I say this, unseen circumstances, so I'm going to need a little help."

Draco nodded as if it was a choice.

"Great, now I have to go through my closet because there is no way we can have any suitable dress robes made in time. I've already sent someone to come take her measurements but what I need you to do is teacher her the etiquette."

"Mom there's no way she can learn and break years of habits in what three hours."

"Two hours starting now." Narcissa walked out in a flourish, "I'm expecting great things." She called out behind her.

Draco turned his attention back to Hermione. "It's a good thing you're a fast learner." He said with a smile.

Two hours later, Hermione had been measured up and down, every inch of her body, as Draco speed throw facts and techniques and things she should say. He fixed her posture and started working on the way she walked. The whole pureblood thing was much harder than any of them made it look. Hermione was exhausted and she hadn't even done the main event.

"Now the main thing you need to know to get through lunch is don't speak unless spoken too. This whole event is for him and don't forget that. Only address him as My Lord, I don't care if you don't have any loyalties to him if you want your parents to survive you will start. Don't forget it is always polite to look everyone in the eyes when you are talking to them, but never the Dark Lord. You are beneath him, never forget that. Just keep your head held high but slightly lower and if he speaks to you look at him with a bent head and never in the eyes. Dont challenge him, you will always lose." Draco hoped to god that if she remembered anything from there lessons it would be this.

Hermione was placed into a lovely dress robe. Black with green accents of course. She shock her head hating what the colors represented but she had to admit it was one of the nicest things she had ever worn. Narcissa gave her a once over and deemed her acceptable only after she fixed Hermione's hair and makeup for the thousands time.

Draco came back to escort her. He gave her a flirty smile, "Who knew you would clean up nicely. It looks like you could almost be a halfblood."

Hermione glared but couldn't say anything or else risking being scorned by Narissa. She couldn't believe she didn't hear her son.

"I'm kidding Gran… Hermione. You look nice and if you remember most of what I said you will get through today."

Draco stopped in front of the biggest wooden doors Hermione had ever seen.

"You ready." Draco said looking at her.

"I don't think I ever will be."

"No one ever is."

"Thank you for today."

"Make me proud and it would almost make my time spent on you worth it."

"Jack ass," Hermione shook her head. She actually thanked the bastard and all he could do was belittle her.

"Anytime, oh and by the way keep her head up."

"Wha…."

Before Hermione could even ask what he was on about the doors opened wide and Draco strode in with a smirk on his face dragging Hermione in behind him.

Hermione walked faster catching up. She was not going to walk behind him. As she looked up she was slapped in the face by her nerves again. A cold hard reminder of why she was terrified all day was sitting right in front of her.

She kept her head down and kept moving. She almost froze in her tracks as she heard his voice.

He seemed to hiss his words out, "Young Master Malfoy, thanking for joining us and bring Miss Lestrange."

Draco bowed his head, "My Lord."

Hermione followed suit and bowed her head too.

The room was filled with Death Eaters sitting at the long table, his most trusted. He of course sat at the head of the table, staring them down. She had just entered the enemy's territory. Draco tried to lead them both to their seats in the middle of the table, far enough away from him that Hermione might have been able to relax but before she could his voice stopped them, "No, bring Miss Lestrange up here. I must properly meet her, she is part of the future."

Draco seemed to falter, grip her hand a bit tighter and then redirected them toward him. Hermione finally went to take a closer look at his snakelike face but found that his eyes were on her. Following Draco's advice she kept her eyes down only noting his thin frame and some of his to pale skin.

The Dark Lord gave one look to Lucius who was on his right and he scurried to the seat in the middle of the table next to his son. The Dark Lord got up and everyone seemed to be holding their breath as he pulled back the chair for her.

Hermione slipped in casually not even muttering a thank you. Her exposed back brushed against his fingered and she almost jumped. She was quite surprised when she registered them as normal even warm not ice cold like she would have imagined.

"Now that everyone is seated we shall begin," he announced.

Food appeared on the table and house elves preceded to serve, knowing some how what everyone wanted, everyone but Hermione. They seemed to pile to much food for Hermione to handle but it was all proteins and vegetables. No sweets were added to her plate, she frowned every good thing in her life seemed to be stripped away and given to someone else to manage.

Hermione took slow bites listening to the conversation all around them. Trying to gain knowledge that might help the light and trying not to laugh as all of the Dark Lord's little minions tried to fight for his attention.

"My Lord, we have gathered enough strength in.."

"Not now. This is a nice lunch no need for a business meeting now Lucius."

The Dark Lord's eyes kept trying to find hers. Searching her face, she could feel them even if she couldn't see them.

Hermione took in the room around her trying to focus on anything else but him. She noted that even when she didn't think it was possible this room out did the dinning room they had breakfast in ten times over.

Her thoughts were interrupted by that chilling voice, "What am I Medusa. It isn't ever polite to not look someone in the eyes, especially when they are trying to speak to you."

She could see his lips form a smirk when she still didn't look above them. She wondered if this was the dark side's version of a trick question, she was warned not to make eye contact but Malfoy never told her about this.

"Either my lips are so very interesting or you aren't as brave as they tell me."

Was he, was he making jokes at her? He knew he got her with the jab at her Gryffindor pride. Her eyes immediately snapped up and she regretted it right away but she would not look down.

"Good, very good." He said softly.

She saw his red eyes and really examined his face as he still stared at her.

He tilted his head still studying her expression. "Have you found what you are looking for," he asked.

She didn't answer to wrapped up in her own thoughts to even consider what the right answer to that would be.

"Tisk tisk, is Hogwarts brightest a mute or just rude."

"She has been shocked into silence by your greatness my lord," Bellatrix tried to flatter him before Hermione could even talk.

"Don't interrupt Bella." he chastised her like a child and she hung her head a little lower.

"So what are you looking for." he asked again. He seemed to get mader and mader by the millisecond as he watched her watch him. He didn't even give her two seconds to respond before casting a spell that landed in the room behind Hermione, causing a big explosion. Hermione jumped.

"I rarely ask things twice and I gave you a chance because you seem to not know how things work around here. When I ask a question you answer." He stated harshly

"I was looking for anything human," Hermione answered still shocked from the expulsion that just happened behind her.

He gave out a sick laugh, "I'm guessing you didn't find what you were looking for."

She gave a nod looking him in the eyes.

"Good, there is nothing good about being a small little human. To crushable." He stated

He paused for a moment seeming to think but Hermione knew he knew what he was going to say before he even walked through that door. "Do I scare you."

"Yes, but not as much as you probably should." She tried to harness her last Gryffindor confidence trying to let him know she wouldn't be crushed so easy.

"Good, the rest can be fixed. Now seeing as they have not properly explained things to you I shall. I am the master here, in this house in your world. I expect certain things of you. Do what I say and you shall have no problems, be rewarded even. I am not unfair but if you disobey me there shall be punishments. I can be a very nice master as you saw before but don't test me. I am feared for a reason."

Hermione heard the clear threats. Don't challenge him, Draco's words rang through her head now. She opted for silence waiting for his next move. The girl who seemed to always know what to do didn't know in this moment, she was scared especially after witnessing how fast this, this, snakes moods changed.

"What do you want," he cast a spell over her. She realized it was dark magic making words fly out of her mouth.

"Well I want a lot of things including my freedom but right now at this moment I just want a goddamn sweet."

Stupid, stupid Hermione she was hung up over a sweet over everything. Well it could have been worse and now she knew the spell and maybe next time could have more control over herself.

Every Death Eater had already stopped eating, only paying attention to their lords conversation. They were all shocked and seemed to let out little gasps at her answer. Bella and Narcissa seemed absolutely repealed at Hermione's language. But the Dark Lord only let out a little laugh, which had everyone's eyes almost falling out of there heads, they hadn't heard him give a genuine laugh since he was brought back even before that it was rare.

"Well pick anything you want." he motioned over the spread of food.

She whispered a small thank you. Not yet becoming a trader to her side by calling him "her lord" she was going to try not to do that for as long as she could. His mood changes were making her head spin but she would just have to deal with it until she could get out of here. She pointed to a pastry and a house elf levitated it over to her plate.

The Dark Lord laid off her for the rest of lunch as she sat quietly eating. For that she was grateful.