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The next forty-eight hours would haunt Hermione for the rest of her life. She couldn't tell the time of day or night, she hadn't had anything to eat, and she was still robbed of her sight. For the first half of her time Hermione did nothing but vomit and cry, the gentle unseen woman changing her sheets every time. The second half she began recalling bits and pieces of her adventures with Ron and Harry, she also began to regain the logically side of her that had been lost for some time. When Hermione began to accept that she would rot away on this bed forever, a slam came from the room. Hermione flinched and sunk into the bed, trying to shield herself from whatever may come. She felt something on the back of her head and the cloth was removed from her eyes. The brightness in the room temporarily blinded Hermione and she heard a deep smooth voice speak for the first time.

"Has she stopped vomiting?" Draco asked cautiously, eyeing the girl up and down. The small elf nodded, seeming happy for the girl.

"Yes Master. Would you like me to bring her the first meal?" The elf asked softly. Draco nodded and with a spark the elf disappeared. While she was away Draco walked around Hermione's bed, studying her.

"Do you know who you are?" Draco demanded.

Hermione stopped breathing. She felt she recognized the voice but could still barely open her eyes. "Yes," She answered, her voice cracking. "But I'd rather keep it to myself." Hermione spat. Her name was still a taboo, and there were hunters all across England looking for the three of them. She heard her captor chuckle.

"Do you know where you are?" He asked. Hermione squinted her eyes and could make out a tall dark figure standing at the edge of her bed. Hermione shook her head. "And what is your last memory?" He asked.

Draco had been warned by the seller that Hermione was slightly damaged goods, at least when it came to her memory. She had been hit with a nasty round of curses eight months ago and had been kept high every day since. He wanted to see what he could play to his advantage.

"I'd rather keep that to myself." Hermione answered quietly. Draco stared down at her, anger crossing his sharp features. In the blink of an eye he straddled Hermione and roughly grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"Cut the shite, Granger." Draco growled. Hermione was finally able to fully open her eyes and found herself staring at none other than the disgusting excuse for a wizard; Draco Malfoy.

"You." Hermione said quietly, anger seeping into that one word. Draco smirked.

"So you recognize me." He said, flashing her a wink. Hermione rolled her eyes and spit in his face. Draco yelled in frustration and wiped the spit from his eyes. "Mudblood!" He yelled, before raising his right hand and slapping Hermione across the face. Hermione's eyes watered but she said nothing, keeping a constant glare towards Draco. Draco huffed and got off the bed. "What month and year is it Granger?" Draco demanded. When Hermione finally answered Draco busted out laughing. Hermione glared at him as he sat on the side of her bed. "Granger, you're a little off. It's May of the next year." Draco snickered. Hermione seemed taken aback as she stared at Draco.

"You're lying." Hermione spat. This made Draco smile even more. Just at that moment the woman elf appeared in the room, carrying a tray with a bowl of soup and a piece of single white bread.

"What day is it Gillet?" Draco demanded of the elf.

"May 18th, 2014 Master." Gillet answered immediately. She sat the tray on a nearby table and Draco dismissed her with a wave of his hand. Gillet gave Hermione a comforting look before disappearing from the room. Hermione stared unbelieving up at Draco.

"Believe me now Granger?" Draco sneered. When Hermione said nothing he reached down and untied the rope constricting Hermione's ankles. He then stood up and grabbed Hermione under the arms, forcing her to a sitting position. Hermione's head lolled from the sudden motion and Draco held it firmly in his hands. "You're fine Granger." Draco said while waiting for Hermione to adjust. He then grabbed the bowl of soup and a spoon. He filled the spoon and offered it to Hermione. "Be careful, it's hot." He warned.

Hermione stared at Draco, she wanted to accept nothing from him and was unwilling to believe the lie about the date and year. However Hermione's stomach betrayed her and she relucatantly leaned forward and sipped the soup. She was cautious, expecting Draco to throw the food in her face, just for fun. But Draco sat and silently spoon fed Hermione. After the bowl was empty he tore up the bread and fed it to her. When the food was all gone Hermione's stomach continued to growl, but Draco stood up and pushed the empty tray to the other side of the table.

"Gillet will be in to clean you and show you to your quarters. I realize that you may still be experiencing withdrawals so I will give you til the beginning of next week to recover." Draco said. "After-"

"Withdrawals?" Hermione demanded, interrupting him. Draco glowered at her and pulled out his wand.

"Must I silence your tongue so that I may give my instructions?" Draco demanded, pointing the wand at her. Hermione closed her mouth with an audible snap, but maintained her glare. "After, Gillet has you washed up you shall be given a trunk of clothes. Mostly maid outfits, casual wear, sleepwear, and lingerie. You will not wear anything ugly in this Manor even if you are a common house slave." At this Hermione gasped audibly and Draco smirked. He turned his back on her and left the room, locking the door behind him.

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Yay! Chapter three down! Please review and let me know what you thought about this chapter and Draco/Hermione's interactions. :)

Next Chapter-Hermione slowly comes to grips with her situation, but before she gets too comfortable Draco bombards her with a 'Sexy Fashion Show' and stories of her best friends' deaths. Stay tuned! :)