"She better keep her mouth shut when the Dark Lord arrives," Malfoy growled. He glanced at me and I could tell he wanted to hex me into oblivion.
"Malfoy, be a dear and get me some water!" I called smugly. "I want water. Get me water before I have to go into yet another rendition of 'It's A Small World After All'."
"Get her a fucking glass of water," Snape spat. Malfoy went into the kitchen and came back out with a clean glass. He put it to my lips and tipped it back. It splashed all over my face and went down my nose.
"Is that any way to treat a guest?" I asked sweetly. "Now go get out of my sight." I close my eyes tightly and looked away. Malfoy reddens angrily and backs away quickly like he cant control what he would do if he was left close to her much longer.
Suddenly there was a cold sweep and the entire room became still and tense. I knew he was here. I was afraid. He walked slowly over to me.
"Well, well, well," Voldemort said with a cold smirk. "I see we have ourselves a captive." he placed a hand out and rubbed my cheek. I resisted a shudder and wanted his hand off my cheek.
"Dark Lord, it seems that she doesn't know," Malfoy muttered. Voldemort turned back to me and looked into my eyes.
"I see she is telling the truth. Well we shall just keep her here until the last of our plan is put into action," Voldemort said with a sly smile.
"Can we just kill her?" Malfoy asked a little desperately.
"No, I think we shall keep her right here. Severus, you do not mind if she boards with you for the moment? I say, the summer should do well. She shall be your servant to make up for the inconvenience. Then in September we shall be ready," Voldemort got ready to leave. "I want her alive and happy when I return. You are under no circumstances to hex her. I shall know."
He left and I turned to Snape with a smirk.
"Hey roomie," I said with a smile. Snape regarded me with great distaste.
"You may go. I shall take care of her," Snape said shortly. Both Wormtail and Malfoy looked relieved and left. "If I untie you, you are not to run. Understand?"
"Fine I wont run," I answered boredly. I really wasn't worried yet. Someone obviously had to understand I was missing. They would know I was kidnapped and they would come after me. They had to. Or I was really going to live with Snape, and I was most surely going to be killed in September.
Snape untied my foot. I suddenly had the strange urge to kick him in the face. "If you kick me you will regret it." I rolled my eyes.
"So this whole, 'I am going to rule the Wizarding World' act is what? Compensation for something missing downstairs?" I asked smirking. Snape looked livid.
"If it were up to me, you would be long dead," Snape snarled coming closer to my face.
"Well last time I checked it wasn't up to you," I said coming closer. "You kill me Voldemort will be most displeased."
"Do not use the Dark Lords name!" Snape hissed.
"What are you going to do about it?" I asked back smirking. He looked like any minute he was going to smack me across the face.
"I like my tea early in the morning. About six or so," Snape said smiling.
"I like my tea later. More around nine," I retorted.
"You will bring me my tea at six or there will be hell to pay," Snape snarled. He grasped me tightly around the arm and tugged me up the stairs. He thrust me down a gray hallway.
"Do I get a uniform?" I asked smiling. "Let me guess. Is it black?"
Snape did not answer. He opened the door and shoved me into a room that was really bare. There was a bed, a dresser, a closet, a window, a mirror, and a small bedside table that held a tiny lamp.
"This is my room?" I asked looking around.
"This is where you shall stay," Snape said stiffly.
"Don't entertain much huh?" I asked with another smirk. He looked really angry. "You want to hit me don't you?"
"Very much so," Snape said glancing over at me.
"Can I have a book?" I asked looking around at the room.
"No," Snape said silkily.
"I cant have a book? You are refusing me literature?" I asked sounding outraged. He snarled and walked out of the room. It snapped shut and I small jingle told me he had locked me into the room. I sighed and walked over to the bed. Minutes later the door burst open and he walked back in with a large volume. He tossed it onto my lap.
"Oof!" I cried. I looked at the cover. "'A History of Pus'? I already read this."
"No you didn't," Snape said angrily.
"Yes, you had us read it for your class," I answered sweetly. He snarled again and left. I really wasn't expecting him to come back but he did. In his arms were seven large books.
"That should last you a week. Pace yourself," Snape said irritably and left the room. He snapped the door shut and for the first time I felt a wave of panic sweep over me. I was really trapped. I felt sick, and the walls were closing in on me. What if no one notices I was gone? What happens then? In September I will die after I'm tortured and probably raped. This is not happening. This is not happening.
With a sudden wave of fatigue, I dropped onto the cushy bed and fell asleep instantly.
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"Wake up!" a sharp voice was piercing through my dreams. "Get up this instant!" I turned over and saw an angry Snape standing over me.
"Oh this wasn't a dream!" I moaned into my pillow.
"What did I tell you about my tea? I wanted it at six sharp and it is now six-fifteen," Snape said impatiently.
"You locked my door!" I bellowed turning over and sitting up. Snape opened his mouth to say something and stopped. I saw slight color creeping into his cheeks. "If I could open the door I would not be here right now." I threw the blankets off and noticed the door was wide open. "And you leave the door open?" Snape turned and quickly walked over and shut it. "Seriously, how many people have you kept hostage?"
"Miss Granger I do not like your tone. I will wake you every morning at five-fifty sharp. You will make my tea and bring it into the study. You may do so now," Snape added as I folded my arms.
"Fine, I should warn you: Last time I tried to make something on the stove it burst into flames and my kitchen was completely ruined," I said walking towards the door.
"Well what were you trying to make?" Snape asked curiously as he led me down into the kitchen.
"Hot coco. I picked up the pot and paper towel fell onto the flame and then onto the floor. I didn't even realize that the gas was still running until I was blasted into the dining room. Ruined my kitchen," I said remembering how scared my parents were when I flew through the wall and past them.
"You blow up my kitchen and I will be most displeased," Snape said thrusting me into the gray kitchen.
"What am I smelling?" I said sniffing around. He looked over at me and narrowed his eyes.
"I am not falling for that," Snape said with a triumphant smile.
"Seriously it smells like something died," I said sniffing around. I got near his back door when he grabbed my arm.
"Nice try," Snape said into my ear and led me away from it. "These doors are sealed shut and can not open unless my voice activates them. You can apparate in here. You will write to your parents and tell them that you are taking a vacation and will be back in September."
"They'll never believe that. They'll get suspicious and write to Harry," I said shaking my head.
"Right and he'll be worried when he cant contact you," Snape said smiling. "The Dark Lord has thought everything out. He will succeed."
"Right, 'cuz you know the saying. Eighth times a charm," I said winking at him. He once again looked furious.
"You will not speak so," Snape hissed taking me by the arms. "He is going to rise and when he does everyone you knew or thought you knew will be dead. Then, when I get the word, so will you."
"If you don't let go of me right now I am going to knee you so hard your entire family feels it," I snarled into his face. He didn't look like he believed me until I stepped back and lifted my knee. He caught it with a look of amusement.
"Well I didn't think you had it in you," Snape said smirking. He pushed me back and I almost lost my balance. "My tea." he turned and left the room. I almost started to cry but managed to control myself. I made him his stupid tea. I spit into it a couple of times and walked out of the kitchen.
"Marco!" I called looking around the halls. There was no answer. "Marco!" I tried again. Snape stuck his head out of a room and quickly went back in. I walked down the hall and into the room.
"Who the hell is Marco?" Snape snapped as I placed the tea near his hands.
"You know Marco and Polo? It's a game. Oh right you don't play games," I said sarcastically. He looked up and glared at me. "Ooh! What are these?" I reached out to grab a book and Snape was suddenly at my side. He swiped my hand away.
"You are not to touch those," he snarled.
"Alright," I answered huffily. I reached out for another one and he slapped my hand again.
"What is the matter with you? Are you trying to drive me insane?" Snape finally screamed looking murderous.
"Yes. It seems to be working too. I am going to be under your skin until you kill me," I said smiling. "Now I need to shower. May I have a towel, clean clothes, and a razor?"
"No," Snape snarled and sat down.
"No? Fine." I said and turned away from him.
"Where do you think you are going?" Snape yelled at my retreating back. "Get down here right now!"
I didn't listen and stormed up the stairs. I finally found the bathroom and slammed the door shut. Glancing around I took in the tiny bathroom. It looked like it hadn't been cleaned in a month. I turned the faucet and was surprised to see clean water coming out.
Snape suddenly burst into the room.
"Excuse you," I snapped.
"You are my maid, the help," Snape said angrily. "They do not take showers in the middle of the day. Not when there is work to be done."
"I am not a maid! To be a maid you need to apply for a job. I was forced into this, I am dirty and smelly and I really have to pee! I want you to leave me alone!" I said suddenly sobbing uncontrollably. "Happy? Now I'm crying!" I turned away from him. "You don't even have any tissues! What is the matter with you? You frigging hermit!"
Snape suddenly turned and left the room. The door closed with a sharp snap. He returned minutes later carrying several towels and a bathrobe.
"I will have clothes for you by the time you get out of the shower," Snape said and left the room again. I sobbed again big gulpy sobs that make your ribs hurt. I finally peeled off my shirt and hopped into the shower. When I came out I dried off and got into the bathrobe. I slowly walked over to my room and saw seven crisp, blue maid's uniforms sitting on the bed. Next to them was a pair of sneakers, underwear, bra's, and a razor. I sighed and got dressed. I felt completely humiliated.
When I walked down the stairs he was no where in sight. I tried to apparate several times to no avail. I even tried to lift the windows. They wouldn't budge.
I sat down on a chair and began to pick at my nails.
"What are you doing?" Snape snarled suddenly appearing from nowhere.
"Nothing," I said dully.
"You have work to do," Snape said gesturing around.
"Well tell me what you want to do. I don't read minds. Unlike you," I added staring at him.
"Dust," Snape said shortly.
"I am allergic to dust. I'll have a break down," I said raising my eyebrows.
"Tough," Snape snapped.
"Do you know what that means?" I asked again. "My lungs will close up and I will most likely die." Ok so I was lying. I am not allergic to dust. I'm allergic to pollen.
"You are allergic to pollen. Nice try," Snape said smirking. He handed me a feather dusted.
"I don't know what you want me to do with this," I said taking it from him with two fingers.
"Dust," Snape said like it was obvious.
"If you haven't guessed, I have not cleaned a day in my life," I said looking at him with pity.
"You never had to do chores as a child?" Snape asked raising his eyebrows.
"Nope," I said shaking my head.
"Who did it then?" Snape asked folding his arms.
"I went to a boarding school. The janitorial staff did all my chores," I said crossing my legs.
"Well learn," Snape said snapping his fingers at me.
"I'm not a dog," I snarled. I stood though.
"I also want lunch at noon," Snape said as he turned to leave.
"Good I'm famished," I said noticing the way my stomach rumbled.
Snape turned to me. "Excuse me?"
"What I don't even get to eat with you? What the F?" I stomped into the drawing room and glanced around. What does dust even look like? I am pretty sure he is going to kill me. I can feel it. I am annoying him to no return. Meaning my plan is working. I should be free within a month.
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