Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. None of the songs are mine. Uncle Snape is Slytherin Girl's and I have full permission to use it.
~*~*~*~Malfoy Manor~*~*~*~
Draco walked into his room and slammed his door. He couldn't believe her. The nerve. 'And I thought she still had feelings for me' he thought to himself.
'How dare she say I'm gay!' 'I know that, but that went to far. I mean, how is that going to look for my reputation?' 'Do I look like the Draco Malfoy from five years ago? I don't think so' 'How? How did I ask for it?' 'So? That shouldn't have caused her to say that. I mean she was a total bitch and she knows damn well I'm not gay' 'Whatever. I will make a point to go out of my way to make her life a living hell though' 'I so do not love her anymore. If anything I hate her more than I do Potter and Weasley'
"Would you both just shut-up!" Draco shouted, finally getting annoyed at the two different sides battling in his head.
"Talking to yourself, Malfoy? Now you surely have gone insane" Draco spun around to see Blaise and Justin in his door way.
"For you information, I went insane years ago. Now, what the hell do you want?"
"Oh, just to let you know that your father wants us to join him this evening at the gathering. We weren't supposed to go, but apparently he received orders from Voldemort to have us be there this evening"
"Hmm, alright, I will just assume you already told him that we would be there?"
"Of course, as we all know what happened last time you refused to go to the gathering when your father told you to come"
"To true, to true. Now is that all?" he asked sounded very inpatient.
"Yeah, oh wait. Here, it's a letter from the ministry, apparently there's an opening for you"
"Alright, now if that's all, I would appreciate it if you would both vacate my room or I will throw you out of it. Your choice" he told them, an oh-so- innocent smirk (A/N: It does make sense, really it does. It works!) crossing his face.
"Whoa, have a bad day or something. O wait, I almost forgot about running into the ex's and yours telling everyone in the café your gay. How could you keep that from us man? I mean, as your oh-so-called best friends, we should know these things" Justin eyes lit up with amusement as he watched Draco's flash with anger.
"Oh go to hell, Flinch-Fletchy"
"Sorry man, but I'm already in it" a smirk played across his features (apparently he picked up more than one of the Slytherins traits).
"Aren't we all? Now get the hell you of my face and out of my room before I remove you myself"
"Temper, Temper" Blaise scolded him. However, after seeing the amount of anger on Draco's face, he gestured to Justin that they should leave.
Draco closed the door behind his two best friends. They had resided in the Malfoy Manor ever since the night of their initiation. And to Draco it had been hell. If he ever set one toe out of line, his father would be in his room with his staff/cane (whatever you want to call it), just waiting to teach his son one of his many 'lessons'. Draco had probably spent at least two months combined passed out in the dungeons, plus another month and a half passed out in his room and about three months laid up unable to move because of these little lessons. So combined he had spent approximately six and a half months in this Manor because he was injured. Though, Justin and Blaise had probably spent about the same trapped in here because of injury.
Blaise because of his father and Justin because of the guy that had been assigned to teach him the lessons that Death-Eaters children were taught from an early age.
He kept thinking what it would have been like had he not excepted this offer. Had he, Blaise and Justin just told the girls, then maybe, just maybe, none of them would be here today. They could've been married with a family by now, but no, they had to try and figure this out on their own. They had never thought that they might've been able to find a way around this if they had talked to Hermione, the smartest and probably one of the most powerful witches that there was.
But each time he would mentally slap himself for falling into these thoughts. It was weak to think that he could've ever changed this. It was his fate and he damn well knew it. There was nothing that he could do now to change it.
He walked over across the room and into the adjoining bathroom so that he could take a shower before the gathering that evening.
~*~*~*~The Next Morning at The Girls Place~*~*~*~
"MIA!! Get your Ass out here before you miss breakfast!" Padma yelled to her friend the next morning.
She finally went into Hermione's room and found her with her pillow over her head. "Come on Mia! You have exactly half an hour before you start work so get your ass up and out of bed right now."
"Go away!" was the only answer she got.
"Come on, its 8 and you have to be in at work no matter what. Incase you forgot, you're the one in charge this week!"
This she received a groan and roll over from Hermione. Realizing that this wasn't going to work she walked into the bathroom across the hall and turned on the cold tap. When she had a full cup of ice-cold water she walked back into Hermione room and stood over her.
"Are you going to get up?"
Getting no answer, she held the glass over Hermione and dumped it.
"What the HELL??" Hermione was all the sudden very awake and alert. Looking around she saw Padma standing by her bed, trying desperately not to laugh. "I'm going to kill you, you bitch!"
Padma wheeled around and out of the room before Hermione was even out of the bed. She poked her head back in the door. " I guess next time you'll get up when I tell you to!"
Hermione got out of bed and walked across the hall into the bathroom, grumbling about how she hated Padma and how she should've let her sleep. She closed the door, and turned to water on to take a shower.
Climbing out of the shower 10 minutes later she grabbed her wand and dried her hair. She got dressed and went into the kitchen to find that breakfast had been set out on the table for her.
She breathed in a deep sigh and plopped down on one of the chairs.
"I thought you were going to kill me," Padma said as she set down a pitcher of orange juice.
"Yeah, well, I don't have the energy right now, mind if I do it later?" she asked sarcastically.
"Sure, no problem. Should set up an appointment or just let you surprise me?"
"How 'bout I surprise you?"
"Alright"
They ate they're breakfast in silence and Hermione glanced up at the clock. "Oh My God! I have exactly two minutes to make it to work; I have an interview this morning to fill one of the positions. I'll meet you and Ginny at the office at 12:30 to go for lunch, ok?"
"Sounds fine, now leave, don't want to be late. I'll see you later"
"Yeah" and with that Hermione apparated to her office just in time, because her interview was just walking up to the secretary's desk.
"Is this where I go for the interview for the international managers position?"
"Yes, sir. Just through that door"
"Thank you miss"
Hermione heard a small knock on her door, before she heard it open. She turned around to greet her interview. ~*~*~*~*~
How was it?? Let me know Please!! Thanks to all reviewers and I promise that I will make this a Hermione/Draco!!. I'm sorry about any spelling or grammar mistakes that are here, I fixed the ones I found but both my beta's say that there's more.
Its going to be shorter chapters more updates. Also let me know if you have any ideas as I very badly need some and let me know in your review if you want an email when I update.
Pure Mudblood
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. None of the songs are mine. Uncle Snape is Slytherin Girl's and I have full permission to use it.
~*~*~*~Malfoy Manor~*~*~*~
Draco walked into his room and slammed his door. He couldn't believe her. The nerve. 'And I thought she still had feelings for me' he thought to himself.
'How dare she say I'm gay!' 'I know that, but that went to far. I mean, how is that going to look for my reputation?' 'Do I look like the Draco Malfoy from five years ago? I don't think so' 'How? How did I ask for it?' 'So? That shouldn't have caused her to say that. I mean she was a total bitch and she knows damn well I'm not gay' 'Whatever. I will make a point to go out of my way to make her life a living hell though' 'I so do not love her anymore. If anything I hate her more than I do Potter and Weasley'
"Would you both just shut-up!" Draco shouted, finally getting annoyed at the two different sides battling in his head.
"Talking to yourself, Malfoy? Now you surely have gone insane" Draco spun around to see Blaise and Justin in his door way.
"For you information, I went insane years ago. Now, what the hell do you want?"
"Oh, just to let you know that your father wants us to join him this evening at the gathering. We weren't supposed to go, but apparently he received orders from Voldemort to have us be there this evening"
"Hmm, alright, I will just assume you already told him that we would be there?"
"Of course, as we all know what happened last time you refused to go to the gathering when your father told you to come"
"To true, to true. Now is that all?" he asked sounded very inpatient.
"Yeah, oh wait. Here, it's a letter from the ministry, apparently there's an opening for you"
"Alright, now if that's all, I would appreciate it if you would both vacate my room or I will throw you out of it. Your choice" he told them, an oh-so- innocent smirk (A/N: It does make sense, really it does. It works!) crossing his face.
"Whoa, have a bad day or something. O wait, I almost forgot about running into the ex's and yours telling everyone in the café your gay. How could you keep that from us man? I mean, as your oh-so-called best friends, we should know these things" Justin eyes lit up with amusement as he watched Draco's flash with anger.
"Oh go to hell, Flinch-Fletchy"
"Sorry man, but I'm already in it" a smirk played across his features (apparently he picked up more than one of the Slytherins traits).
"Aren't we all? Now get the hell you of my face and out of my room before I remove you myself"
"Temper, Temper" Blaise scolded him. However, after seeing the amount of anger on Draco's face, he gestured to Justin that they should leave.
Draco closed the door behind his two best friends. They had resided in the Malfoy Manor ever since the night of their initiation. And to Draco it had been hell. If he ever set one toe out of line, his father would be in his room with his staff/cane (whatever you want to call it), just waiting to teach his son one of his many 'lessons'. Draco had probably spent at least two months combined passed out in the dungeons, plus another month and a half passed out in his room and about three months laid up unable to move because of these little lessons. So combined he had spent approximately six and a half months in this Manor because he was injured. Though, Justin and Blaise had probably spent about the same trapped in here because of injury.
Blaise because of his father and Justin because of the guy that had been assigned to teach him the lessons that Death-Eaters children were taught from an early age.
He kept thinking what it would have been like had he not excepted this offer. Had he, Blaise and Justin just told the girls, then maybe, just maybe, none of them would be here today. They could've been married with a family by now, but no, they had to try and figure this out on their own. They had never thought that they might've been able to find a way around this if they had talked to Hermione, the smartest and probably one of the most powerful witches that there was.
But each time he would mentally slap himself for falling into these thoughts. It was weak to think that he could've ever changed this. It was his fate and he damn well knew it. There was nothing that he could do now to change it.
He walked over across the room and into the adjoining bathroom so that he could take a shower before the gathering that evening.
~*~*~*~The Next Morning at The Girls Place~*~*~*~
"MIA!! Get your Ass out here before you miss breakfast!" Padma yelled to her friend the next morning.
She finally went into Hermione's room and found her with her pillow over her head. "Come on Mia! You have exactly half an hour before you start work so get your ass up and out of bed right now."
"Go away!" was the only answer she got.
"Come on, its 8 and you have to be in at work no matter what. Incase you forgot, you're the one in charge this week!"
This she received a groan and roll over from Hermione. Realizing that this wasn't going to work she walked into the bathroom across the hall and turned on the cold tap. When she had a full cup of ice-cold water she walked back into Hermione room and stood over her.
"Are you going to get up?"
Getting no answer, she held the glass over Hermione and dumped it.
"What the HELL??" Hermione was all the sudden very awake and alert. Looking around she saw Padma standing by her bed, trying desperately not to laugh. "I'm going to kill you, you bitch!"
Padma wheeled around and out of the room before Hermione was even out of the bed. She poked her head back in the door. " I guess next time you'll get up when I tell you to!"
Hermione got out of bed and walked across the hall into the bathroom, grumbling about how she hated Padma and how she should've let her sleep. She closed the door, and turned to water on to take a shower.
Climbing out of the shower 10 minutes later she grabbed her wand and dried her hair. She got dressed and went into the kitchen to find that breakfast had been set out on the table for her.
She breathed in a deep sigh and plopped down on one of the chairs.
"I thought you were going to kill me," Padma said as she set down a pitcher of orange juice.
"Yeah, well, I don't have the energy right now, mind if I do it later?" she asked sarcastically.
"Sure, no problem. Should set up an appointment or just let you surprise me?"
"How 'bout I surprise you?"
"Alright"
They ate they're breakfast in silence and Hermione glanced up at the clock. "Oh My God! I have exactly two minutes to make it to work; I have an interview this morning to fill one of the positions. I'll meet you and Ginny at the office at 12:30 to go for lunch, ok?"
"Sounds fine, now leave, don't want to be late. I'll see you later"
"Yeah" and with that Hermione apparated to her office just in time, because her interview was just walking up to the secretary's desk.
"Is this where I go for the interview for the international managers position?"
"Yes, sir. Just through that door"
"Thank you miss"
Hermione heard a small knock on her door, before she heard it open. She turned around to greet her interview. ~*~*~*~*~
How was it?? Let me know Please!! Thanks to all reviewers and I promise that I will make this a Hermione/Draco!!. I'm sorry about any spelling or grammar mistakes that are here, I fixed the ones I found but both my beta's say that there's more.
Its going to be shorter chapters more updates. Also let me know if you have any ideas as I very badly need some and let me know in your review if you want an email when I update.
Pure Mudblood