Chapter Four: Scissors

Early Saturday morning, Mrs. Harvey took Regan in a black car to get her hair cut and new clothing. When they entered the stylish salon, Regan found herself dreading the woman with the scissors. She watched with fear as strands of her glorious red crown began to fall to the floor. She shut her eyes tightly and waited for the torment to end. When Mrs. Harvey finally convinced her to open her eyes, she was fairly surprised. Her hair was still long, but it had been layered to create a more appealing shape and bounce. She had side swept bangs that complimented the shape of her face. It was different and made Regan feel like an adult.

She hated it.

They next went to a large shop that Regan had never been to. Assuming that it had been built after the final battle, Regan silently followed Mrs. Harvey inside. When the name Lucius Malfoy was mentioned, the shop was locked up and the three sales girls offered the two ladies drinks and comfortable chairs.

"She needs everything on this list," Mrs. Harvey told them once she had sat down. She handed one of the girls a long piece of parchment that had been personally written by Lucius. "There are numbers beside each item to tell you how many she needs and Master Lucius has specified which colors he would like her to wear." Mrs. Harvey leaned back in her seat and watched the three girls rushed away to find the items on the list. Regan sat quietly, leaning back in her own seat without a thing to talk about with Mrs. Harvey. "You're very lucky," Mrs. Harvey suddenly said. "Usually a man is chosen to serve Master Lucius; he has never had a female personal servant."

"Is that a bad thing?" Regan asked. Mrs. Harvey shrugged her shoulders.

"I'm not sure," she answered honestly. "I know that he won't admit it, but Master Lucius has been very upset and lonely since his wife left him. I think he's looking for some supportive female companionship."

Regan almost laughed. These people thought far too highly of him and were blind to his wicked ways. Regan almost though about telling Mrs. Harvey about the other night in his office, but she decided to spare the sweet woman any embarrassment on behalf of her employer.

"You will be a welcome comfort to him and a great deal of help. He hasn't had a personal servant for almost a year." Regan quietly nodded, perking up slightly when each girl brought back four racks of clothing, all in gray, black, and navy blue. If it wasn't one of those three colors, it was at least something dark. Everything was simple, but Regan wasn't really one to be attracted to anything flashy. She tried things on as they were handed to her, coming out to show Mrs. Harvey and gain her approval. "Oh to have your slim figure…" Mrs. Harvey said wistfully as Regan came out in an emerald green wrap dress.

Regan peered at herself in the mirror. Everything she wore was new, even down to her knickers. She didn't see what was wrong with her bra and underwear, but she didn't have much of a choice apparently.

"She'll need at least four hats, check the list again." Mrs. Harvey insisted. Instantly several hats and fascinators were brought, each one seemingly overly decadent with feathers, lace, and sequins. She begrudgingly tried on every hat and allowed Mrs. Harvey to choose which she liked best. Regan had little opinion on the matter and it seemed that Mrs. Harvey was enjoying herself. It made Regan wonder if the Harvey's had any children of their own. By Mrs. Harvey's giddy smile as Regan modeled the clothing for her, she guessed that they probably didn't have a daughter.

On the drive back, they remained silent with their many bags backed into the boot. The clothing was packed away somewhere within the Manor to be used by Regan come Monday. For now, she gladly retreated to her room for the last night that she would be staying with Natalie. Tomorrow, she would pack up her small suitcase and go somewhere deep into the Manor to start her new job. When she went to her bedroom, she almost whimpered from pity when she saw Natalie sitting like a sad lump on a log.

"Are you all right?" Regan asked, shutting the door behind her. Natalie sniffled, wiping away small tears with her sleeve.

"I'm so sad that you're moving out," she answered honestly. "Now I'll have to live alone again…and I do hate living alone." Regan sat beside her, offering her a small smile.

"It's not like I'm leaving the house." Regan said. "I'll just be in a different room…I'm not quite sure where it is exactly, but we'll still be in the same house." Natalie sadly nodded.

"Yes, I suppose that you're right…promise that you'll come and visit me?"

"Of course," Regan assured her. "You can come visit me and I'll come and visit you."

"I'm not allowed on the Master's private floor…you and Mr. Harvey are the only ones allowed up there, besides Master Lucius, obviously."

"Why is that?" Regan asked suddenly. Natalie shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know, that's just how it's always been." Regan sighed, deciding not to press the issue any further.

"Well, cheer up, we can talk or…I don't know, whatever you want." That brought a smile to Natalie's tear streaked face.

"I'll help you pack and then we'll get some biscuits and milk?" Natalie suggested. Regan quickly nodded.

"Yes, that sounds wonderful."

After a tearful goodbye on Natalie's part, Regan was taken to the third floor of the Manor. Mr. Harvey had to unlock a pair of doors before handing the key to Regan.

"This is your key to the Master's floor. Keep it safe, you will not receive another if you lose your key."

Regan silently nodded her understanding before she was shown to the floor. It looked like the rest of the Manor, save for the lower ceilings and the fewer rooms. There was a sitting room along with a study that also acted as a library. Lucius's room was at the far end of the floor and then there was Regan's room. It was four times the size of the room that she had shared with Natalie. The room was mostly white and beige with a large bed at the far end of the room. There was a marble fireplace with a large chair placed to the side to act as a small sitting area. This whole room was bigger than her childhood home.

"The Master rises promptly at eight. You are to be awake and ready by nine so that the Master may begin his work day, is that understood?" Regan nodded again as she sat on the wooden bench at the end of her bed. "You and the Master will be brought breakfast at ten and lunch at one. Master Lucius will eat dinner in the dining hall with his family; you will dine alone in your room, either Mrs. Harvey or myself will bring you your meal. Do you have any questions?"

Regan's eyes had locked on a mahogany door that was sitting out of the way. It wasn't her bathroom nor was it her closet. The door was completely out of place in her generally light room.

"Where does that door lead to?" Mr. Harvey looked to where her eyes were locked.

"That leads to Master Lucius's room," he told her. He turned his head back to face her, an odd calm look on his face. "He had the locks removed because he needs to have…access to you at all times." Regan's eyes darkened. It was becoming more and more difficult to believe that Lucius just wanted her for more than just her personal servant.

"Mr. Harvey, be honest with me…am I really to be Master Lucius's personal servant, or does he have something else planned for me?"

"What Master Lucius does with you is none of my concern." He quickly replied. Without a single word or a nod of goodbye, he swiftly left the room and closed the door behind him. Regan slowly stood up, wandering around the room and quietly wondering to herself how she was going to personalize her new living space. She was too afraid to tack anything to the walls, but she could always tape something up…she would hopefully figure something out before she went stir crazy confined in these beige walls.

"How do you like it?" Regan stilled, turning to look over her shoulder. Lucius was standing in the now open doorway that connected her room with his. Honestly, she wasn't surprised to see him there; she had a feeling that he had been lurking in his room, waiting until he could be alone with her.

"It's a very large room," Regan answered honestly. Lucius slowly stepped into the room, looking around with an amused smirk.

"I never did like beige, but my wife insisted that it was neutral; stylish and unoffensive." Regan shrugged her shoulders.

"It's fine for me." She said, wanting to edge away from him as he slowly got closer and closer to where she was standing.

"Yes, but how can you live in a space where you are not allowed to express yourself?" He asked, though he was not expecting an answer. "We'll have the room repainted, what's your favorite color?" Regan cautiously stared at him, hesitant to answer such a simple question.

"Navy blue…sir." Lucius quirked an eyebrow.

"I pictured you as a blue person, but something in a much paler shade. Although," he finally stood in front of her, neither unable to break eye contact. "Such a dark blue would look beautiful against your pale skin."

When he made the move to brush his fingers across her cheek, Regan took a large step away from him while still maintaining eye contact. Lucius let his hand hang in mid air for a moment before letting it drop with a small chuckle.

"When we are working tomorrow, I will have your room painting and refurnished."

"Thank you sir, but there's no need." Regan answered, mentally thankful that he hadn't been angry about her rejection of his affections.

"Come into my room, your wand arrived yesterday." Lucius strode back into his space and Regan instantly followed after him. Did he really have her wand? The mere mention of it made her heart soar with excitement. It had been confiscated and locked away when she had begun working at the Ministry. They secretly feared another rebellion, especially from her generation.

Lucius strode to his desk, which was much smaller when compared with his desk downstairs, and handed her a slim, flat box. Regan quickly took it, nearly ripping off the lid. She was almost overwhelmed when she finally took it in her hand. Fourteen inch cherry wood with a unicorn hair center. As she held it, her fingers began to tingle with a fierce magical electricity.

She had never been so happy to hold her wand in her entire life.

"Regan, I'm trusting you to use your wand properly." Lucius said sternly. She looked up at him, quickly nodding.

"Yes sir, I understand." She quickly answered. Lucius was pleased to see her so happy and he felt a sense of pride swell up in his chest.

"Very good…Regan, how would you like to join my family and I for dinner tonight?" He offered. "Now that you'll be working so close to my family, I'm sure that they would like to get to know you a little better." Regan unknowingly bit her lower lip, making Lucius perk up slightly.

"I wouldn't want to intrude," she said slowly, though honestly she just didn't want to be around him more than she had to be. Although, he probably wouldn't try anything if they were going to be around his family for the evening.

"You wouldn't be intruding," Lucius assured her. "I insist that you come." Regan could tell by the look on his face that he wasn't going to give up. He was like a dog with a bloody bone. So Regan agreed, which only made the smirk on his face widen. "Excellent, and be sure to wear something pretty, we want you to look presentable." Lucius gave her a swift nod before taking her back to her room and carefully closing the door.

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A/N: My life is in crisis mode right now. I haven't had my laptop for a week and I just finally got it back. Good news: didn't lose anything! Bad news: can't access anything until I reload microsoft word...which my mum is bringing up to me on Monday...thank God I uploaded a bunch of chapters ahead of time so that I wouldn't miss updating :) I love it when I accidentally plan ahead.

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