Just Breathe
Previously on Just Breathe:
Pansy handed the papers to Hermione. "Your taking my Place. Just translate a few thinsg for them and you can make great money."
Hermione sat in the limo as they entered the esate.
Chapter 2: Womanizer
Draco Malfoy stood against the wall with the host of the event, Mr. Guyer, and watched the important guests arrive: Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, his parents, the most well-known Death Eaters. Little did they know he wasn't at all one of them. Mr. Perty and his wife Belle, who was 3 times younger than her sixty-year-old husband, also arrived. Draco and Belle were very good acquaintances. He had had her in his bed a number of times. Her husband knew but the old man didn't care, he even liked to watch once in a while. All had shown-up but the most important, Mr. Insensé.
As Belle and her husband came to stand with the rest, Draco felt Belle grab his ass; he raised his eyebrow at her with a smirk. He would definitely have fun here, he thought.
They only were waiting for one more. Pansy, their translator. Draco was not excited about seeing Pansy but he had to job to do.
When the limo pulled up Pansy did not come out but Hermione. No one was shocked at this, only Draco and he knew better not to show his shock. The other guests probably have never seen her before in their lives.
She stepped out and saw Draco. Since when was Draco in the Magical Supply Industry, she questioned herself as she handed the papers Pansy had given her to Guyer. He looked them over.
"You are not the one who we hired," he stated.
Hermione's face fell. "Yes, well, Ms. Parkinson couldn't make it so she sent me instead."
Guyer thought for a few moments. "I am sorry Ms. Granger, but I don't think we will be needing your services."
Hermione really needed the money and she wasn't going to be blown off that easily.
"Sir, I can guarantee that je parle le français parfaitement, juste comme l'autre fille qui tu engage," she demonstrated.
"I see that, Ms. Granger, but we hired a different fille and we will not be needing your services."
"Sir, I respect your caution but I need this job and I will not make another four hour trip," she stated.
"Fine, Ms. Granger you can stay, but everyone who enters the area will have their magic taken away due to security reasons. The moment you leave it will be given back."
He said this as he took black shimmering bottles of potion out of his back pocket and handed it to everyone. They gulped it down without another thought, including Hermione.
After Hermione gulped down the potion she handed the vial back to Guyer.
"Thank you, everyone. We prefer to not let our guests have magical access due to the way information has a habit of leaking out," he said, glaring at Lucius Malfoy, "I will have the house elves take your luggage to your rooms."
Hermione couldn't help but keep her eyes on Malfoy. He had definitely grown up. His hair was long and pulled back into a low ponytail. All Draco would see was the scrawny little girl she always was, she thought.
"Oh, Mademoiselle Granger, I forgot to ask. Do you only speak French or do you speak any other languages?"
"Only French," she said, not quite knowing why she lied.
Guyer gave her a smile and a nod. "Good thing."
"What the hell is she doing here? It's supposed to be the brainless fille," Mr. Perty questioned in Italian
"Mr. Perty, it is not polite to speak Italian to someone who does not," Guyer said in the same language.
"He's right, she's too dangerous. We should send her away," Belle said said in german.
"I think we should let her stay," Malfoy said, knowing how important it must be to Hermione for her to be this persistent, "She's too pretty to send away, and what harm could she really do? I doubt she has any brains in that head. We do need help with translating to Mr.Insensé. We could end up needing her." His Italian was flawless.
"I still say she's trouble," said Mr. Perty again.
"Don't repeat yourself, its unnecessary."
"Welcome to the Chateau, Ms. Granger." He took her hand. "We are very grateful that you were willing to fill in at the last moment."
"Merci, monsieur. I am quite nervous though."
"You'll do fine. Drinks are at seven with dinner at nine, please feel free to join us. We will not be doing business tonight, just social. We might not need your services but we do have our lapses. It would help us if you were there."
"How available will she be?" Draco said raising an eyebrow. He was try to keep up is façade. "I may need a little recreation."
"Get your head out of your pants, Malfoy. Your womanizing is going to complicate things. Men don't do much thinking when they are between a woman's legs."
Hermione was shocked but trying not to show it. She wasn't supposed to know what they were saying. Draco then showed a sexy smile.
"My wife says I fuck in silence."
'Wow, Draco got married?' Hermione thought, not quite sure why she was so shocked. He was the sexist guy in school.
"Let's not test it," Guyer said, "Once we are done with our business. You can go screw her brains out." Guyer then switched to English.
"I'm sorry for us keeping you out of the conversation," he said, turning to Hermione, "As you notice we don't all know the same language and it can get confusing. For your and our convenience we will from now on only speak French and English."
Malfoy looked at Hermione. "Clear, I can always wait." He said it in English as he responded to what Guyer had last said to him.
"Wait, monsieur?"
Hermione asked what Malfoy was talking about even though she knew quite well, and it was obviously a mistake. Malfoy turned to gaze at her with his full on Malfoy smirk and look. She never really noticed how gorgeous he really was till now.
"Wait for a late supper," he replied.
Talking, he took her hand swiftly and brought it to his lips. Hermione couldn't understand why he was acting so different from his Hogwarts ways.
"I am sure that you all are hungry. I will let the house elves direct you all to your rooms, and then you can proceed to get ready for the night to come. Mademoiselle Granger, since you are new to the Chateau I suggest you ask a gardener to give you a tour. It's too cold to go swimming but the pool is heated if you insist on it."
"I'll probably just go on a few walks," she said with a small smile.
"Oui, but be careful. It's hunting season and there's no telling what could happen to someone like you if you accidentally wander somewhere... you don't belong."
Hermione didn't know whether this was a warning, a threat, or both. When a house elf named Lilah led her to her room, she knew for a fact she would get lost in the maze of rooms and hallways. Lilah was about to leave.
"Mademoiselle, I used to have a Mistress with hair like yours, if you need help please don't hesitate to ask." She didn't want people to think that she normally didn't look this way, even an elf.
"It's ok, I'm sure I can manage," she said with a smile. The elf left with a bad attitude after being unwanted. Malfoy had followed them and Hermione tried to keep her eyes off of him. She had to make sure people knew that she didn't hear what they had said about him.
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I wil update any time between thursday and friday, mostly cause i can never wait till firend and will on tursday. lol
je parle le français parfaitement, juste comme l'autre fille qui tu engage, - I soeak french perfect, just as well as the girl you hired.
Words that will be used in the story:
fille- girl
Ma/Mon Cherie - My dear
Fillette - girlie
ma/mon belle - My beautiful one
Chateau - Castle
Madamosille - Miss
Monsieur - Mr
Merci - thank you
Oui - yes
Teaser for the chapter 3 -
This job was supposed to be a peice of cake, just translate a few word about wands and cauldrons. So they why the hell was she so on the edge. Might have been because of Draco, and his bedroom eyes and sexy voice.
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"A beautiful woman who shows up on time, how delightful." He said as he smirked.
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"You're involved with someone? Not that that makes a big diffrence. You know what they say, what happens here stays here."
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Before Hermione knew what was happening he put his arms around her proceeded to ...