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Chapter 3

I helped her down on to the bed, I could hear her wincing with every movement. Hermione sat on the edge of the bed head hanging low, her limbs visibly shaking with the effort it had taken to get up to my room. I could feel the frustration rising within me. It quickly turned to anger, which could bubble over at any point.

Why had Snape suggested this?

Why did it have to be me?

Why did it have to be her?

At some point during my internal argument my anger had diffused some what. I just rolled my eyes and helped her swivel round on the bed so she could lie down. As she settled down into the bed, I changed into my bed clothes and got in next to her. Well there was no way I was sleeping on the sofa, it was my room after all.

I woke in a soft bed, the walls had a dark red hue across them and the carpet looked luxuriously soft. The furniture was mainly dark wood or leather and very expensive. There was a big armchair sat in the corner of the room where a slim, blond lady sat. I looked towards where Draco should have been only to find an unmade, empty half of the bed. I swung my still painful leg over the side of the bed and sat up. Narcissa stood elegantly and handed me a robe, which I quickly pulled on as what little cloth was let of my old clothes hardly covered anything.

She sliently and gracefully lead me to another room and open a wardrobe. It was full of what appeared to be designer robes. She pulled out a set, handing them to me, she left the room to let me change into what I assumed would now be my new wardrobe.

I emerged a while later dressed in what had been presented to me. The black cloth felt nice next to my skin. The top was modest in fashion it had long sleeves, which were tight at the top of my arms but loosened towards my wrists. The lace across my chest revealed a little of my cleavage but in the darkness of the manor it would preserve any modesty I had left. Though it looked heavy the skirt was light weight and loose, reaching the floor it hid the boots I had on.

I stepped out of the room and came face to face with Narcissa.

"You look wonderful dear." She said to me and turned leading me back towards Draco's room. She opened the door and ushered me in behind her. Quickly shutting the door she turned to me a serious glare in her eyes.

I had woken the next morning and gotten up as normal, the only difference had been that there was a sleeping Granger, no Malfoy, in the bed. I had laid awake so long that night trying to figure out how she had survived the Dark Mark. Damn her.

I was in the kitchen when Lucius had found me. He had a stern face as he glowered at me. I had always shrank away from my fathers gaze but there was something in it today that stopped my usual reaction.

"come see me in my office." He murmured as he passed me. I grabbed an apple for breakfast throwing it from hand to hand with little effort. I grabbed one for her and headed back upstairs.

I entered the room and could feel that she wasn't there. I left the apple of the side where she would see it and left for my fathers study. Merlin only knows what he wanted.

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