Slave For You

Chapter 2

Hermione's right leg was now in a cast, and her left arm in a sling. "I'm sorry dear," Madam Pomphrey said. "But your leg was too broken to mend completely. Your arm is the same way. You'll stay in this cast and sling for a couple of weeks. Plus, you'll even get your own wheelchair!"

She turned to Malfoy. "And you, Mr. Malfoy, will make sure she gets to her classes on time and do whatever she asks to make her comfortable. After all," she added sternly, "You were the one that tripped her."

Malfoy's jaw dropped. "You mean…like…be her SLAVE!"

"Oh, of course not dear! You just have to do whatever she asks."

"That IS like a slave!" yelled Malfoy.

Madam Pomphrey rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Just do what she asks or ….or your grades…." She began to smile evilly.

"W-what about my grades?" Malfoy stammered.

"Your hard earned grades will turn into "T"'s…" she grinned.

"You can't do that!" shouted Malfoy. "Do you even know who my father is! I'll bring you to court! You can't force me to!"

"Ah, you wouldn't have to go through all that trouble if you just helped Miss Granger around for a little bit." Pointed out Madam Pomphrey.

"Only for a little?" relaxed Draco. "……er…ok."

At this, Madam Pomphrey smiled. "That's so kind of you to volunteer dear! Plus, I wasn't really going to turn your grades into "T"'s…." she giggled. "I've still got my old wily charms…"

Malfoy glared. "You mean it was all a trick!" he nearly screamed.

"Oh, not really, anyways, but you agreed to do it!" Madam Pomphrey said.

"Fine," Draco grumbled. He rolled Hermione's wheelchair out of the Hospital Wing and started off to Potions class.

As they entered the classroom, hushed whispers could be heard around the room. Professor Snape slowly turned around and looked at the pair. "Ah, I see Miss Granger, that you are late. Five points from Gryffindor."
"B-but what about Malfoy? He's the reason I'm late!" spluttered Hermione.

"No, he isn't. He's the one giving you transport to this classroom. It just so happens to be your fault you're stuck in a wheelchair. Were you hoping for more attention than Potter for your little 'accident'?" sneered Severus as he saw Hermione beginning to cry. "Take your seat Mr. Malfoy," he calmly said to Draco.

"Of course, Professor," smirked Malfoy. He got off easy.

Hermione angrily rolled her wheel chair towards the seat she usually sat at and took notes. "Can anyone tell me what the effects of a Juhanqel root have when a person consumes it?" asked Professor Snape.

Hermione immediately raised her hand. In fact, she was the only person in the class who was raising her hand. Snape looked around the classroom. "Nobody?…What a pity." sneered Snape, who ignored Hermione's raised hand. "The Juhanqel root is like the solid form of an Imperius curse. They are common, and they are mostly found in the outskirts of Britain. But, they are banned for use outside school work. If you can get a person to consume the root, they will do any action without question, depending on the ingredients of the potion. For example, if you want somebody else to do your homework, you add a Juhanqel root, a piece of parchment, and ink, and feed it to someone…" And so Snape droned on for the rest of the period. "Also…" he finished as the bell rang, "For homework, write an essay about the history of the Juanqel root. Two rolls of parchment by next week."

"That was so BORING!" exclaimed Ron when they were safely outside the classroom. "Besides, who would EVER drink a potion made out of parchment…AND ink?"

"I dunno," replied Harry, "Probably someone who's really thick."

Hermione was silent.

"Er, 'Mione, are you okay?" asked Harry, who was busy ruffling his hair. "How was the hospital wing?"

"It was okay," replied Hermione. She smiled, then giggled.

"What the heck is so funny?" asked Ron.

"Oh nothing…now, Malfoy has to be my servant until I'm out of my casts!" smiled Hermione.

"Malfoy….your servant? This-is-just-too-funny!" said Harry between laughs.

"You just get the most out of him…while you can." grinned Ron.

"Oh, believe me," Hermione smiled. "I will."