Note: Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Sorry it was so short, I think I made this one longer, so enjoy!!!
Sorry, I forgot this last time:
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, people! Jeez, people, step away from your attorney! I don't own Harry, Ron (sigh), Draco (double sigh), Hermione, or anyone else in this story!
Chapter 2: Tea with Voldie
With that, Lucius snapped his fingers and Hermione was led off out of the dungeon doors.
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Draco followed them up the corridors, but she was taken the long way, so she would not know the secret passages. She walked with balance, and didn't let the deatheaters lead her or touch her. They rolled their eyes and when they reached Draco's room, they sarcastically said, "This is where you will be staying, Mademoiselle. You will be having a brief meeting with the Dark Lord soon. The clothes are on the bed." She looked disdainfully at the bed, which had an outfit laid out. The deatheaters left as quickly as they had brought her. She stood, and picked up the outfit. It consisted of undergarments (including a corset), a gown (green and silver) that laced up the front, and a white robe that clasped in the front with a silver serpent.
"You expect me to wear this." She said, shaking her head. It was not a question. She looked at the bed.
"Oh no," Draco said, "You will be staying in the next room." He sneered at her.
She quickly walked to the room adjoining his, but still walked with grace. She looked in and saw a small desk, a chair with a woven seat that looked ready to fall apart, and a small, straw stuffed pallet unevenly sewn together with green yarn. Hermione looked disgusted at her surroundings.
"I see how you treat you enemies, ferret face!" She spat, calling him her childhood nickname for him.
"Yes, mudblood, I gather it is." He said, spitting out the vile swearword that people with muggle parents were called. "You shall tend my fire, serve me my food, and launder my clothes."
"I will never be a servant to you, you evil scum!" She breathed violently. He grabbed her chin and forced it close to his face.
"You will serve me, and tell the Dark Lord where Harry Potter and your little rebel friends are!" He roared in her face. She stayed strong during his rage.
" I will never betray my friends to a treacherous, horrible excuse for a wizard such as you, nor will I tell your beloved "Lord" Voldemort!" She hissed, using the little bunny ears at the word lord. Draco's eyes bugged out of his head.
"Do not speak his name!" he said viciously, tightening his grip on her chin. He pushed her into her dungeon of a room and slammed the door.
A/n: sorry this took me so long, holiday season you know!!! Thanks for r+r people! This should make you happy!!!!
Cellie