The snow that coated the outer stone walls, and layered on the slopes of the Manor's tower peeks, shimmered under the afternoon sun as if thousands of diamonds had been ground down into mere dust. The winter's wind was the traditional nippy gust that tortured any exposed flesh, not hidden by a sort of wrap or collar.

But that detail didn't necessarily affect me, for I was still protected by the little body-warming charm set upon the interior of the grand home.

It had been three months since Malfoy had rightfully "bought" me at the Square.

And now my life at Malfoy Manor had become utterly, absolutely, and completely, and wholly—

Boring.

By this point in time, I would have preferred to carry on with my life according to my mental depiction of what staying at Malfoy Manor would've been like really. Filled with fatal tasks, Malfoy's brutal smiles, and piercing taunts, finding pure enjoyment in my suffering, much like during our academic years. But I had attained none of those things listed above. It'd be better than wasting away from the inside out.

I was not a Vassal living at the Manor, nor was I a Bailiff or Reeve. I wasn't even a servant. The house elves were the Manor's keepers. I was a Mudblood, placed below all else. I was supposed play the role of a thorough and painfully-common slave, a slug.

Though tracing back to the subject of my...Master. He in reality seemed to avoid me at all costs.

"Muggle lady?" an elf's voice suddenly addressed, after creakeing open to the narrow door to my assigned servant bunkroom. Apparently he was unaware that I'd been already conscious. "It's time to wake."

Turing over, I sighed. Honestly if Malfoy insisted on giving me little to do frequently, then why was I forced to draw from my bed so early in the morning?

"What is it, Wallowbee?"

"Master requests the Library to be reorganized. By genre, not by title."

I moaned. "That's all?"

Wallowbee's ears drooped, just like a deprived, scolded pup. He appeared puzzled by my blunt reaction. "Yes, Muggle lady."

"Very well."

I however, am having a little writer's block on this story from this point on. (Since, it wasn't meant to be a chapter story initially.) I'm still brainstorming too. Draco may come back in the following chapters. Any thoughts or suggestion would be entirely welcomed!