Chapter 5        Sometimes, You Need Trust

            Hey again! I hope you guys remembered that we left Hermione confused and shaken. She can't trust, she feels like her freedom is gone, and yes… She might even be afraid of Draco! Even though she doesn't show it, you have to think of how you would feel if you have been abused by your former fiancé and then sold! So anyways, lets get on with the story!

Disclaimer-In case you don't know all ready, or have short-term memory of any kind, I do not own Harry Potter. Yeah, that's about all I have to say.

            Hermione woke up to a warm hand on her stomach. She looked up and saw Draco smiling down at her. She attempted to smile back, but failed. She groaned a bit as she looked at the clock. It was 7:30 PM.

            "Sorry I fell asleep…" Hermione mumbled.

            Draco laughed. "I knew you were home, considering you even made the mail organized." He whispered.

            Hermione smiled a bit. "Um, yeah…"

            There was an uncomfortable silence and then Draco cleared his throat. "Um well… I also noticed that um, you sort of came across a specific piece of mail. You had every right to read it, and I don't even know why the guy sent it but I was wondering if I could talk to you about it." He said.

            Hermione turned over on her stomach and buried her face in the pillow. "Whatever you want…" She said in a muffled voice. "You're the boss."

            Draco jumped at the last sentence. He sighed and bit his lip. "Look, I didn't want this thing… I just wanted to buy you to save you."

            Hermione turned on her side to look him in the eyes. "I know…" She said looking down.

            Draco kissed her and moved her chin up to look him in the eyes. "I don't want you to feel bad about anything I do, and please, tell me if I do anything wrong." He said kissing her again.

            Hermione turned on her back again and looked up at him. "Sometimes I just feel so alone." She said.

            "There's a lot to take in…" Draco said. "Anyways, I thought you might want this." He said handing the contract to her,

            Hermione looked at it and then put it on his lap. "No, it's yours." She said.

            Draco looked down at it for a while and then picked it up. He ripped it in half, and then in fours.

            "I don't want you to be owned by anybody, you hear?" He whispered. "Anyone. And if they EVER tell you otherwise, or do something uncomfortable that you don't like, tell them. If they don't stop, I will be there for you. And they wont like it."

            Hermione laughed. She pulled him in closer to her and kissed him for a long time. She felt his tongue slide into her mouth and she closed her eyes tighter and moved closer to him. She pulled him on top of her and kissed his mouth harder.

            Draco stopped and kissed her neck, looking into her eyes. He held her cheek and kissed her lips softly and slowly. Then he rolled off her and smiled.

            "I'll see what I can order out." He said.

            The next morning Hermione got ready for her first day of work. She put on some new clothes, (a pair of tight blue jeans and a black dress shirt) and walked into the kitchen. She kissed Draco quickly on the cheek and said, "I can't be late for my first day of work."

            Draco grabbed her hand. "Are you sure you want to work? Look, I can support us both, business is picking up and…"

            Hermione kissed him. "Sush. I don't want to hear it. I'm helping you pay the bills, and I'll get a house of my own so I wont bug you."

            Draco kissed her again. "But I don't want… You to leave… I like you here… There is a lot of room…" He said kissing her in between words.

            Hermione pulled him into a kiss and pushed her back against a wall. She then put her hand up and pulled away. "I forgot, I need to go. Sorry." She said quickly.

            "But…" Draco started, but Hermione was already running down the dock and into the streets.

            Hermione made her way into the building and followed the elevator to the third floor where she was informed was her office. She expected to see a cubicle along with fifty others like it, but when the elevator stopped there was a long hallway. Down at the end of the hallway was a door with a label in gold: H. GRANGER.

            Hermione opened the door and on the desk was a list of instructions:

Miss Granger,

            I suspect that since you are reading this notice you are here. This is a list of instructions and things for you to expect and do.

9:30AM – Set up your things and have a coffee (if you would like)

10:00AM – Start your work on figuring out what your Opinions column will be about and jot down your points

11:00AM – Depending on what your column will be about, you have the choice to ask the public or support your own opinion with pro's and cons. Make sure that this is interesting for the women OR men, and teenagers of New York. Try not to be too flexible for your first couple of columns (with things such as non-smoking or pregnancy or things like that, for now keep it to clothes, dates and jobs. We will see about things like that in the future.)

??? – You may take a lunch break any time every day, not even one at all if you would like. TODAY HOWEVER, I would appreciate it if you were back by 1:30PM to discuss some things.

Whenever you get back from lunch – start up on your work again. DEADLINES FOR EVERY WEEK ARE: Wednesday and Friday.

Your Boss, Mr. T

            Hermione put down the letter. The instructions were pretty straightforward and simple, and she was in a rush for nothing? She could have stayed with Draco and… Well, that wasn't important.

            Hermione jotted down ideas and decided to do a column on best types of pets. She wrote down the main types, and decided to do a survey on who had or wanted what type of animal, and then she would dig up some of the owner's best pet stories and do a bit of research for things that had to do with that pet.

            Hermione had missed Crookshnacks ever since he died of old age… she never knew that he was that old. She wanted a new cat ever since, but right now it would be too hectic to get a new one. Then she started thinking about how Crookshnacks always pestered Ron's rat Scabbers, which turned out to be an evil person from Voldemorts side. What a smart cat! Her mind wandered to Ron and Harry and Ginny. She missed home a lot.

            Hermione had just gotten home. She wasn't that tired, so she made dinner and after she sat on the living room couch reading a magazine to get how the columns worked. The door opened and Draco walked in, worn and tired.

            "I made dinner." Hermione said standing up.

            Draco smiled weakly. "That's great hunny." He said.

            Draco fell on the couch and moaned straightening his back.

            Hermione ran over to him. "Are you all right?" She asked.

            Draco laughed. "I'm fine. Nothing to worry about, I just never knew that being a Mechanic was so demanding."

            "Oh, don't worry. I'll see what I can do." Hermoine said. She kissed his neck and walked over to the sink, getting a cloth and wetting it with cold water. She walked back to him and pulled off his shirt.

            Hermione had never realised how built Draco really was. All that Quidditch really paid off. Hermione felt really attracted to his abs and biceps. His muscle wasn't visible under the baggy clothing he chose to wear, so she had never known how muscular he really was.

            "What are you doing?" Asked Draco.

            "Relax." Hermione said.

            Draco sat up. "No, I don't want you to have to do this for me. I have to take care of you." He said.

            Hermione laughed and kissed his lips. She opened her mouth slightly and kissed him gently.

            "I don't want you to take care of me all the time." She said.

            Draco was silent and then he said, "All right, what do you want me to do?"

            Hermione smiled. Now turn over. I'm going to give you a massage."

            Draco raised an eyebrow, but did what he was told. Hermione wiped his back with the cold cloth and started to massage his back gently. She kissed his neck and kept massaging him.

            After about fifteen minutes, Draco sat up. "Okay, now you got to do something for me, I get to do something for you."

            Hermione laughed. "I don't want anything. Stop worrying about me." She said.

            Draco gave her a sweet half-smile and kissed her quickly. "Thanks… I'm gonna go to bed."

            Hermione smiled. "Goodnight…" She whispered.

          Okay guys, that was another chapter, but I am warning you! My next chapter is a jump into the future, and a little bit more twists and screwed up things happen! OMG! I'm so excited! Now if I'm excited, and I know what's going to happen… well review some more and we will see if I will send in the next chapter! (Oh yeah, and thanks to all my reviews! I appreciate it so much!)

Your friend,

            Kit!

P.S. Sorry about this chapter and how it was short, I'm just saving my good ideas for next and I couldn't jump ahead halfway through! Want more? R/R!