Chapter 2 Why are you here?
"Well,well, what do we have here?" A cold aristocrat voice made Hermione jump.
Hermione slowly turned around with her wand out pointing at the person behind her. He was a taller, older version of Draco Malfoy.
"Mr... Mr. Malfoy, what are you doing here?" Hermione was now stuttering. She now felt like an idiot because she let him know tht she was terrified and had no clue where she was.
"I live here, I've been waiting for you, and put that wand down, you silly girl!"
"Oh alright, what do you want with me, and why are you still here, I thought the minister put you in Azkaban?"
"Foolish girl, I paid him to stay out of Azkaban and he is an idiot to be the minister of magic." Lucius Malfoy was now thinking to himself. " Now come with me."
It was not a choice, it was an order or command as one would call it. He led Hermione into another large, stunning room. It was draped with emerald velvets, silver snakes entwining the chairs and emerald jewels were floating on the ceiling. On top of that, the floors were clear glass with green fire floating underneath.
"Where are we exactly," Hermione was starting to get curious, no longer afraid but intrigued.
"Malfoy Manor, thirty-five miles southeast of London." He was now statring to get annoyed.
"Do you have that necklace that portkeyed you here?"
"Yes," Hermione replied tentatively.
The necklace was in the palm of her hand sparkling in the candle light while Mr. Malfoy's face was starting to twitch in annoyance.
"Give it here," he demanded.
He looked at it and went to put it in the keylock of a door that Hermione didn't know was there. The door was a deep maple and it opened to the necklace. On the other side of the door was another room, it looked like a bedroom dressed in burgendy and silver colors.
"This is where you'll be staying." Mr. Malfoy's voice cut Hermione out of her trance.
"I'm staying here, why should I, I don't trust you, you're a death eater for Merlin's Sake!" Hermione was panicking.
"I'll tell you in due time, now where is your luggage?"
"I didn't bring it with me." Hermione backed away.
"Foolish girl, you were supose to bring it, or did you not read the note I sent?"
"No sir, I picked up the necklace when it fell from the letter and it portkeyed me here before I had a chance to read it."
Mr. Malfoy looked down at Hermione and took out his wand and the necklace was now activated as a portkey once more.
"Stay here," Malfoy senior commanded. "Do not leave your rooms, do not bother Draco, I will know about it if you do."
Hermione flinched. A command was a command, and you better obey it if you don't want trouble with a Malfoy especially a powerful one at that. She wished she could slap him in the face but she held herself back because she knew what could happen to her if she did. He left to pick up her things and something else to make her trust him.
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Volume:Thanks, no constructive criticism today?
Carebearerin:Thanks. Alright, I'll try to make them longer but I can't make any promises if I'm in a rush.
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Canarygirl:I understand that it can be a pet peeve, I have a pet peeve of people spelling things wrong... but doesn't Hermione always go on vacation in the summer, or maybe she is instructed not to visit Harry because the Death Eaters can follow her to his house and send him to Voldemort?
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