Summary: A Remy chapter, what happens to Remy and how has he matured.
Disclaimer: Characters not my own, except Remy and a few other original characters, otherwise they are J.K. Rowling's
Warnings: the usual….you've seen this a million times, do I really have to post it again?
A mini Remy chapter: by forceful demand of my friends, so bear with me. He's so innocent, I almost cry…sniff. Let's see how long that lasts insert evil laughter here
Remy dutifully followed the girl, she seemed nice enough he thought, almost like big sister. He was led to a large bathroom with many showers and tubs. The walls were a pristine white and the floor was black and white tile. In the center of the room there was a large hot tub bubbling with hot water, charmed to remain hot. Around it were smaller tubs each with a selection of soaps and shampoos to select from. "Pick anyone you want, I will be back with clothes in a few minutes." said Adele, and then she left. Remy chose a blue tub off in a corner with brass faucets. He stripped, then, carefully laying his clothes aside he filled the tub and got in. He waited for the tub to fill, relishing in the feel of the warm water. Randomly selecting a bar of soap from the side of the tub he dutifully scrubbed himself, then he washed his hair with a sweet smelling shampoo and was playing around in the bubbles when Adele reentered the room. She had his new clothes: black pants tied with a drawstring and wide cut legs, and a black tunic top with the same insignia as Adele, though this time it was on the right side. Tossing him a towel, Adel said
"Common, get out, I know it feels good , but we can't be late for Master."
"Yes, m'am." responded Remy respectfully.
"Oh don't you go calling me m'am, I am a slave too, just like you, just plain Adele is fine, What is your name, how old are you? You look so young."
"I am five, my name is Remy McAlister."
"You are just Remy now, slaves don't have surnames."
"Oh...ok just Remy," Remy said as he pulled the tunic over his head, he noticed the insignia and asked Adele about it.
"I'll tell you about it on the way," she said, "you don't want to be punished for being late."
As Adele led Remy down a long hallway, and then another one she explained, "That's Master Victor's coat of arms, it's placement tells everyone what your duties are. I am a house slave, I clean and answer the doors, my uniform has the insignia on the left. You are to be a chamber slave, meaning for the time being you are to amuse master, and follow him around, carry things and the like. Got it?"
"Yes, Adele." said Remy.
"Here we are," said Adele, indicating the paneled oak doors they had stopped in front of. As the doors opened, Remy gasped in surprise. He had never seen so much gold in one place. The gold accents in the room were contrasted by the dark furniture giving the room a cozily dark feel. Noticing his wonder, Adele laughed, "Impressive isn't it? Trust me, it gets annoying after a while, imagine having to dust all this crap every day."
Remy smiled and said "It must be hard" then he hugged Adele's legs and said "Thank you for being my friend; you are my first friend here, besides master." Adele was startled first but then reached down and patted Remy on the head, pulling a few wet hairs from his face.
Somewhere in the castle a chime ringing and Adele jumped. "The master's home, hurry. Kneel like this." said Adele dropping to her knees and tucking her feet underneath her. Remy hurried to comply and proved a wonderful imitator. "Good, now when the master enters, bow like this," said Adele, placing her hands palms down on either side of her head and touching her forehead to the floor. Remy copied her again and at the moment his head touched the floor, the door burst open and Victor, head of the Sagoicci clan entered.
"Welcome home, Master Victor," said Adele quietly
"Ah, thank you Adele, it was a successful raid, all joined our cause or died refusing. And thanks to the information from the Potter boy, all of the auror hideouts are now known." gloated Victor. Noticing Remy, he remarked "Fast learner, isn't he, Adele"
"Yes Master, wonderful choice," said Adele
"Well of course you would say that, but thank you, you are dismissed Adele,"
Rising fluidly, Adele left the room with a wink in Remy's direction.
"Look at me Remy; I want to see those beautiful eyes,"
"Yes Master," said Remy, raising his eyes to look at his master.
"Gorgeous, yes, I am very happy to have found you." said Victor with a small smile at Remy, and earning a nervous smile back.
"My siblings always, teased me about my eyes, they say purple is a girls color."
"Well your siblings were ignorant, your eyes are beautiful, and you should be proud of them, they are what make you special. Oh I almost forgot I have a gift for you!" said Victor rummaging around his the pockets of his robe. He drew out a gold collar with a large onyx stone in the center inlaid with a gold "V" and "S" intertwined. "Now everyone will know you belong to me and you will be safe from other vampires," said Victor clasping the collar around Remy's small neck.
Remy gasped as the collar suddenly tightened. Seeing his panic, Victor explained, "It's just resizing to fit you, it will also grow with you. Be proud of your collar, Remy dear, few slaves have one of such quality. Reassured Remy relaxed and then smiled up at Victor, "Thank you Master." Then a yawn took over Remy's features, Remy tried to hide it, but Victor noticed. "Ah silly me, its way past your usual bed time I am sure. You go to bed, I think I can handle one more night of getting ready for bed on my own." Victor indicated the futon at the foot of his bed and motioned for Remy to lie down. "Your duties will start soon enough but sleep, I will wake you in the morning, the routine will become regular after a while." Remy was asleep before his head even touched the pillow.