A Change of Peace

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"I need a bath." Blaise said, running a hand through his dark curls as he and Hermione walked through the woods in search of a new place to stay. They decided to change it up every so often so that they wouldn't get caught.
"What about 'scourgify'?" Hermione asked him. He sighed.
"I want a real bath with actual water." He told her.
"Well maybe there's a river or something around here." She suggested with a sigh. He grinned.
"Well let's go find it." He said with a sudden new enthusiasm.
"Remember to be careful." Hermione added as they set off to find something that he could bathe in.

A few minutes later they finally did find something. Blaise jogged to the edge of the water.
"Hurry up." Hermione grunted from the shelter of the trees.
"Turn around." He told her.
"Why?" She asked, leaning against a tree.
"Because I'm going to take off my clothes." He said smirking with a hint of playfulness in his voice. She rolled her eyes at him before turning around. Blaise quickly undid his dress clothes and removed his tie. Standing in only his boxers he turned towards her.
"You can look now." He said smirking. She turned around before quickly covering her eyes.
"Ugh, Blaise stop it. Either get dressed or get in the water." She groaned. She heard him laugh and when she looked back at him he was in the water, his boxers abandoned on the shore.
Hermione sat down on the ground and watched Blaise splash around in the water and she couldn't help but laugh.
"Blaise hurry up before someone hears you or sees you." She yelled down to him. He stuck his tongue out at her before dipping down into the water and resurfacing. Suddenly there was a loud yell.
Hermione jumped up and saw two men standing further down the shore staring at Blaise. She took a few steps out of the woods so that she could hear what they were yelling.
"Hey Nigger! What d'you thinks ya doin'?" One of them asked in a strange accent. Blaise's smile slipped from his face as he looked from the men to Hermione.
"Well?" The other one asked.
"I-" Hermione realized that Blaise didn't know what to say so she hurriedly ran out.
"He's with me." She told the men. They walked closer to her.
"What'd you say?" They asked staring at her. She realized she was still in her school uniform. She cleared her throat and spoke clearly.
"My name is Hermione Granger and this is my servant Blaise Zabini." She told the men. "I apologize for my attire, we're lost and I lost my luggage." She said. They nodded.
"Well tell ya boy to get dressed, we'll take ya into town." The younger of the two men told her. She smiled and nodded before running to where Blaise was.
"What's going on?" He asked her in a whisper as she handed him his boxers.
"You have to pretend to by my slave." She whispered back before muttering the switching spell on his clothes for less nice looking ones.
"What!?!" He asked in an agitated whisper. Hermione's eyes pleaded with him.
"I know that you believe that I should be the one as a slave, but we're in America. If you don't do this they might kill you, or worse." She told him handing him his new clothes.
"What could be worse than this?" He muttered.
"You don't want to know." She replied as he pulled on his clothes.
"Also, don't talk too much. They don't like it when Black people talk too much." She said. "Do you speak French?" She added out of the corner of her mouth as they turned to walk back.
"Yes, why?" He asked.
"Just follow my lead. And keep your wand hidden." She said as they reached the men and plastered on a bright smile.
"You two ready to go?" An older man asked. Hermione nodded and followed the two men for awhile to a small town full of cute little cottages and churches.