Chapter 3
Pressure
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A/n: Yea, sorry for the wait. I jus didn't feel like writing. Lol. So please review. Even if ur jus dropping in for a while.
"How do I use this Merlin forsaken thing?" he pointed to the microwave. Hermione walked over to it. Pathetic she thought.
"Well first you put the food in the big gaping square hole." he put the food into the microwave. Pansy got jealous and came over there. She pushed Hermione out of the way.
"No, dear. This is how it works. You have chicken right?"
"I guess." he replied back to Pansy.
"Well then, you push the button with the picture of the chicken on it." Pansy pushed it and the numbers 21:35 came up.
"No, no, no. that's the defrost button. Your chicken would come out burnt." Hermione pushed 2:30 into the microwave.
"There. That should be hot enough."
"Thank you, MAID." he looked directly at Pansy.
"Well then, I'm going for a ride down to the stores." Pansy walked out.
"Whatever." Malfoy replied back.
"So. What is your name?"
"Her-Heather."
"Heather, what?"
"Um, Heather...Ginger."
"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl."
"I am a woman, thank you."
"Ooh, snappy too."
"Just eat your chicken." she took it out of the microwave and slammed it on the table.
A couple of weeks later:
"I'll need you to clean the bathrooms, mop the kitchen floors, iron my dresses, and walk my dog." Hermione looked at the little pathetic looking Chihuahua Pansy was holding.
"Yes Ma'am." Pansy left the dog on the floor and walked out. Hermione picked it up and locked it in the closet. It began to whine.
"I'll be back for you. Don't worry." Hermione whispered. She started with one of the bathrooms. First the toilet, then the tub, then lastly the floors. They were so dirty from the new dog running around in there she had to get down on her hands and knees. But first she needed a bucket so she went to the small closet outside of the bathroom. She reached up to the top shelf for a bucket, but she just couldn't reach it.
"Need help?" Draco's deep voice came from behind her.
"How long have you been standing there?" she asked.
"Long enough to see you struggling for that bucket."
"Can you just get it down for me then?"
"No."
"Why not?"
He picked her up wedding style. She was much lighter than Pansy. She was taken aback. Is this how he treats all his maids? Like objects and sluts?
"Well, are you going to get the bucket or did I pick you up for my own pleasure?"
"What?"
"Um, nothing. The bucket is right about your head." she grabbed and he put her down. She didn't even say thank you. She didn't feel like she needed to. If anything, she gave him a favor by not arguing back when he gently rubbed her behind when he picked her up. She knew, but she was afraid to admit it.
She walked back into the bathroom and he followed. She got down on all fours and ignored his lustful eyes that were undressing her. He stood behind her, erect. Waiting for her to give him attention.
"Pansy left you know."
"I know." she continued scrubbing the floor, in the same spot. She was nervous and he noticed it. He decided to take advantage of it while he had the chance.
"You missed a spot."
"Where?"
"Here, let me help you." He got down behind her and she sat up on her heels. He was so close. She felt his pelvis against her butt. He took her hand and made her bend over, scrubbing the spot that she supposedly missed, this caused movement that made her uncomfortable. She wanted to hit him so bad, just a couple of punches and kicks to his swollen groin.
"Right there. That's it. Good girl." she got up, but he blocked the doorway. Just as he was about to kiss her, he heard Pansy downstairs. He whispered to her,
"You may have gotten away this time, but there will always be a next time." Hermione grimaced as he let her walk by. She finished all of her chores except for walk the dog. She took the tiny animal from the closet and walked around the block for a while.
"Why wont you poo!" she yelled at the tiny thing. It looked up at her and began to shiver. She laughed at how pathetic it looked. After what Malfoy tried to do, she was angry and felt like she could live on the edge now. She unlatched the dog from the collar and let it free. It walked slowly away though.
Hermione came in and was greeted by Pansy's cursing.
"WHERE IS SNIPSY?"
"Snipsy got free. I guess it wasn't meant for you two to be. Speaking of which, can I let you in on a little something? You know, woman to woman?" Pansy had never felt accepted into that category by her friends.
"Go ahead, but I still don't like you."
"And you know why? Because you think your husband is cheating. Lets just say he's been throwing a few bones my way, and I don't like it at all. You need to control him or I will tell everyone I know that you two are from the wizardry world."
"What? How do you know that?"
"I saw your husband's broom."
"Ok, I'll try to keep him in line."
"You really could do better, Pansy."
Later that night:
After a long hard day of work, instead of Hermione's usual 3 cups of coffee, she had a couple of alcoholic drinks instead. Maybe one too many. She went to her room and vomited all over her maid uniform. Malfoy came in looking for a little bit of pleasure, and was disgusted. But Pansy made him wash her clothes. He undressed her slowly. Since he didn't know how to wash clothes, he insisted on burning them instead.
He dressed her in a beautiful night gown, without any lustful thoughts for once. He checked her pockets to make sure there wasn't anything she might want to keep. He pulled out a few cards and debated whether he should read them or not. She went through my belongings, I should go through hers too.
He found an I.D. he turned it over and read it.
"Hermione Granger...hmm." It didn't occur to Malfoy at first, but then it hit him. His mouth hung wide open. He glanced at Hermione, sleeping in his guest room. The girl he'd secretly loved all through the school year. He didn't know how to show love for her, so he just bullied her all their lives. He moved up a step now, now he shows affection through sexual harassment. He felt terrible as he thought of it that way. He wanted to make it up to her, but in the back of his mind, those lustful feelings were still there. He walked out of the room, and planned her day for her.
A/n: review please. It gets really good after this.