He wants me to make friends with Malfoy? Fine, I could actually get him to give me what I needed. The meeting was coming close and I needed to get there. Yesterday I had been led back in by Rodolphus as he scolded slightly that I could get a sunburn. After that some of their house elves gave me a bath, dressed me for bed, before letting me crawl into bed, in the room they'd chosen for me.
I was lying in the bed now. Trying to decide to sleep through it all or work my way out. Is it wrong of me to miss Snape? I rolled onto my back. I'd made my decision. So many were counting, depending on me. I had to fulfill the prophecy or they would be in peril for who knows how long.
I got up the next morning and was instantly greeted by a house elf, actually three, Apparating into the room.
"Time for morning dress." They displayed clothing, a great top with a silver collar with dark silver pants and green sneakers. White socks. I shook my head.
"No way. Mmhm."
"But must or Master won't being happy."
"Well Master, whoever that is, isn't wearing it are they?" I just noticed I don't have any other sets of clothes. They began hitting themselves. I was horrified. They were shouting just like Dobby.
"Bad Tibby! Making guest feel unwelcome. Tibby will surely be punished most severly by Master. Maybe even by Dark Lord." Tibby banged herself on the floor.
"Okay! Okay! I'll wear the clothes! Just please stop!" They did, holding the clothes out to me. Frowning, I took the clothes and shoes to the bathroom... where I found a walk in Jacuzzi that was set into the floor. I dressed, ignoring my surroundings. When I walked out, I was led to a mirror as they began to comb my hair.
"I can comb my own hair but thank you."
"No, we do it for you. Master says we get you ready for breakfast. Then you and Young Master can go for a fly on your brooms, yes indeedly so."
When they finished I was led out of the room and to the dining room. I ate quietly as they kept trying to get me to eat more. When I finished eating, they'd finished already. No one made a move to get up.
When I couldn't stand just sitting anymore, I stood. So did they and everyone but Malfoy went about their day.
"Come on P-Harry. We're going out the back. I've already cleaned up your brooms nicely so you can choose which to fly on."
"Thank you Malfoy. Draco?" This was getting awkward. I followed him to the backyard.
"Which broom you want to fly on?" I picked up the Turbo XXX and handed Malfoy the Air Wave Gold. He didn't say anything, his face said he was confused.
"You can have that one if you want." His lips went tight before he sneered at me.
"I don't need your pity Potter!" He put it down gently before grabbing his Nimbus 2001. I groaned. I forgot he was a Slytherin. ... How could I forget that?!