I sat down hard on the bed. According to my watch it was way past midnight. I wonder if I was really going to die. It would suck if I did. I heard Snape moving around downstairs and tried to handle to my door. It was locked. I sat down in one big defeated lump. I was so dead, maybe if I hadn't annoyed him all day he would be more lenient. Now he was going to come up and kill me. I was going to die half a virgin!
I lay my head on the pillow and felt silent streams fall off my face. This was so stupid, why was I even kidnapped? Do they even have Harry? What happened to my letter? This pillow smells so bad! Who did his laundry? I cant stop crying!
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Haha! Bitches, for guesses who still alive! That's right I, Hermione Jane Granger, was not murdered in my sleep! Sweet banana cream pie! I was in the middle of a victory dance when Snape barged in. I was so shocked I tripped over my feet and fell into the wall.
"Go make my tea," Snape said looking like he would very much want to whip out his wand and kill me. Whatever. Obviously he cant because they need me! Haha. Voldemort needs me. Moi. I am giddy beyond belief I don't even say anything just go down in the kitchen and make his tea. While the water bubbles I try the door again. Still locked. Ah well.
After I brought Snape his tea I did his laundry. He didn't even have to ask me. I am such a good housekeeper! The best ever. I belong in the Hall of Fame. Of course I didn't know how to work his washer and it began to smoke and slosh water all over the floor and ruined what looked like a good pair of boots, but whatever. I don't even know why he has all this muggle crap. He is a 'pure-blood hypocrite' grease ball. I said it and I'll say it again. I wont think it near him though, he'll kill me.
"Granger!" a rude voice bellowed below me. I winced and walked down the stairs. Ok, maybe it looks like I'm scared but that is all part of my plan. I am not going to annoy him for like a few days to a week, then wham! He is going to want to kill me. Then if I can…I'll have to sleep with him. Gross, I know.
When I walked into the laundry room and saw he looked fuming.
"Yes?" I asked as politely as I could muster.
"What happened to my clothes?" Snape said holding them up. I gaped. His entire wardrobe had turned to a light shade of pink. "Please tell me you didn't add bleach, then something red into the laundry."
I looked down at my hands trying not to smile.
"You are worthless you know that? The Dark Lord says this is a big fucking advantage. My own maid, well he said slave, that cant clean. Fucking brilliant! I could of messed up my own clothes thank you very much. So far I have had to make YOU lunch, wake YOU up, buy YOU clothes, and this is supposed to be fun for me? How? I have come close to killing you twice! I can not last eighty-eight more days of this! I will seriously go insane!" Snape said breathing deeply. He looked like he was going insane. "Well what do you have to say for yourself?"
"Your fly is open," I said looking up at him. He turned a slight shade of red and looked down. Sure enough his underwear was peeking through the hole in his pants. He cleared his throat and zipped himself up. I picked up his empty tea cup and walked into the kitchen. As soon as I got there I burst into fits of giggles. He would probably leave me alone after that.
The door burst open minutes later and Snape walked in and sat down at the table. I was in the middle of washing dishes. I paused for a second. I could put one part of my plan into action! Oh yeah I could.
I continued to wash dishes but began to moan as loud as I could in my mind. It got louder, faster, and more graphic as each minutes passed. The only reason I noticed it was working because the scratching of his quill had stopped and he wasn't moving. I saw his reflection in the window, stiff as a board.
I let a soft moan pass through my lips and noticed he closed his eyes. I smirked and began to talk as dirty as I could. As I progressed I could feel a slight blush creep onto my face. I placed my hands firmly on the sink and rolled my head around.
Turning around I continued to moan as loud and erratically as I could.
"Are you ok?" I asked faking concern. "You look peaky."
"I'm fine," Snape grunted.
"Ok," I said and walked past him. I managed to drop the dish towel that was in my hand, and give him a good look of what was under my skirt. Nothing. "I'm going to wash the windows now." I said and pulled a chair out from the table. I stood on it and tried to make sure he was still looking at me.
A minute later I was still wiping the windows. I had stopped moaning and was now humming lightly. I made sure there was a tiny smile still playing on my lips.
"Are you almost done?" he grunted after another minute.
"Don't you have a study to go to?" I asked rudely.
"This is my house," Snape snapped.
"Then you clean it," I snapped back.
"Do not take that tone with me!" Snape roared standing up.
I hopped off the counter. "Done."
I slammed out of the room and went up to my room. This was so stupid. He wouldn't let me in his room, so I couldn't clean there, I am doing a horrible job of cleaning the rest of the house, he is going to kill me! I stayed in my room the rest of the day. He didn't bother me. I really missed my mum and dad. This was the longest I had gone without talking to them. She was probably going bonkers thinking I took off or something. I sniffed and to my horror felt tears streaming down my face. For the first time in eight years, I allowed myself to sit and cry when there was work to be done.
"Granger," Snape said from the doorway. I stood up and turned to look at him. I wiped the tears from my eyes and saw he looked almost guilty. "I sent the letter to your mother."
"Thank you," I sobbed gulping slightly.
"Your welcome," Snape said awkwardly and then left. I felt a wave of panic and terror sweep over me. I was really here in his house. I was kidnapped. This was the real deal.
I flopped onto my bed angrily and pulled out the book the I had hid.
"'Moste Ponte Potions'" I said reading it. I felt a wave of delight pass over me. This was how I was getting out! I would make a Snape polyjuice, say something near the door and haul major ass at here! Once again I felt giddy. Of course I was going to have to get all the ingredients in here again. And an open flame. And a cauldron. Also a hair. I could just pluck that. Haha! I was getting out! When was the full moon? Mother…tonight. The moon is tonight. I am going to have to wait until next month. I have to start this potion like within the week in order to be able to take it. But I am getting out. No more of this washing dishes crap! F that! Whoopa! Snape will rue the day! He will rue so bad he'll have to go to Rue Anonymous! Yes! I read over the ingredients. These should be easy to find…
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