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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
Views:
7,013
Reviews:
31
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Life is Life a Box ...
Chapter Two
Hermione lay in bed remembering the events of the day. Incredible that life offered her a chance to meet Draco again and that such meeting was to take place in \'her\' world, on her ground and it would play out by the rules of this world, not the rules of hermetic magical society where she was a nobody and Draco had seventy five generations of wizards to back his cause. Even Parkinson had to play by muggle rules now... sadly Hermione didn\'t have seventy five generations of muggles traced and at best she was on equal grounds with Pansys and Dracos of this world and she did enjoy it.
\"Let\'s get one thing straight, Hermy\", began Pansy, when Lucius left them alone that morning, \"you are here to do what I want you to do. First, I come at 9.15 a.m. every day and I expect to have coffee ready waiting for me. Write down and then learn by heart: two flat spoons of instant coffee, then milk, exactly six teaspoons and then water. Stir it and add exactly one flat teaspoon of sugar. In that order! I\'ll know if you make it otherwise. Second, I talk, you listen and do. Third, this is a list of people for whom I am unavailable. Fourth, I am always available for Draco Malfoy. Fifth, these are the letters I want to see on my desk in one hour, ready for signature. Is that clear?\"
\"Yes, Pansy.\"
This was the least expected reply. No one had ever called her Pansy in the office. She was just opening her mouth to fire Hermione when she remembered that Hermione might be related to Lucius Malfoy in some way so until the way was known it was better not to start.
\"That would be all.\" Said Pansy as calmly as possible.
Life was incredible. Of all wizards and muggles, she was now on good terms with no other than Lucius Malfoy. Her life began to have brighter colours. He gave her this job which she needed. Her father promised to pay for the studies and she was staying at her Aunt\'s house but books and personal expanses, she had to cover by herself. £150 pounds weekly net was a good start, if you had a place to live.
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Two weeks later; Monday, 9.10 a.m.
Hermione was making coffee together with Jane. Jane was a secretary to yet another \"company bitch\" Millicent Bulstrode and the first person, except for Lucius and Pansy with whom Hermione dealt. Unlike Pansy, Jane seemed to be very nice. It soon turned out that Jane was also doing evening courses in marketing and both girls became as good friends as it was only possible after two weeks of acquaintance.
\"I can never stop laughing when I watch you prepare that coffee.\"
\"Don\'t start, Jane! I can still hear Pansy say: Write down and then learn by heart\" laughed Hermione, imitating Pansy.
Jane laughed.
\"I swear that one day I\'m going to put exactly one teaspoon of arsenic to your coffee, Pansy.\" continued Hermione still imitating Pansy.
\"You\'re bad, Mione.\"
\"I don\'t know what someone did to Pansy but I can\'t believe she couldn\'t try to be nicer.\" Said Hermione and inwardly laughed at what she has just said. She felt do muggle. She almost forgot how it was to be a witch. And that Pansy was a witch as well. And Hermione knew exactly was someone did to Pansy. Life took away all she grew up in making her live in a hated muggle surroundings where she had to escape to the protecting wings of Lucius. Lucius, Lucius was yet another story, a story Hermione had uncovered only a few weeks ago which at first scared her to death but then... Her reverie was broken by Jane\'s voice:
\"Is she that bad?\" asked Jane
\"Oh, yes, she is\" murmured Draco Malfoy, \"and I would serve her arsenic myself.\" He was just passing by the kitchen when he heard a female voice say: \"…teaspoon of arsenic into your coffee, Pansy.\" And then the other voice, which definitely did not belong to Pansy Parkinson said: \"You are bad, Mione.\"
\'Mione, the past came flooding. Why do they have to shorten this name like this.\' thought Malfoy Junior going to the private lift that took him to the security of his private office on the 24th floor: \'And who were these two?\'
Hermione lay in bed remembering the events of the day. Incredible that life offered her a chance to meet Draco again and that such meeting was to take place in \'her\' world, on her ground and it would play out by the rules of this world, not the rules of hermetic magical society where she was a nobody and Draco had seventy five generations of wizards to back his cause. Even Parkinson had to play by muggle rules now... sadly Hermione didn\'t have seventy five generations of muggles traced and at best she was on equal grounds with Pansys and Dracos of this world and she did enjoy it.
\"Let\'s get one thing straight, Hermy\", began Pansy, when Lucius left them alone that morning, \"you are here to do what I want you to do. First, I come at 9.15 a.m. every day and I expect to have coffee ready waiting for me. Write down and then learn by heart: two flat spoons of instant coffee, then milk, exactly six teaspoons and then water. Stir it and add exactly one flat teaspoon of sugar. In that order! I\'ll know if you make it otherwise. Second, I talk, you listen and do. Third, this is a list of people for whom I am unavailable. Fourth, I am always available for Draco Malfoy. Fifth, these are the letters I want to see on my desk in one hour, ready for signature. Is that clear?\"
\"Yes, Pansy.\"
This was the least expected reply. No one had ever called her Pansy in the office. She was just opening her mouth to fire Hermione when she remembered that Hermione might be related to Lucius Malfoy in some way so until the way was known it was better not to start.
\"That would be all.\" Said Pansy as calmly as possible.
Life was incredible. Of all wizards and muggles, she was now on good terms with no other than Lucius Malfoy. Her life began to have brighter colours. He gave her this job which she needed. Her father promised to pay for the studies and she was staying at her Aunt\'s house but books and personal expanses, she had to cover by herself. £150 pounds weekly net was a good start, if you had a place to live.
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Two weeks later; Monday, 9.10 a.m.
Hermione was making coffee together with Jane. Jane was a secretary to yet another \"company bitch\" Millicent Bulstrode and the first person, except for Lucius and Pansy with whom Hermione dealt. Unlike Pansy, Jane seemed to be very nice. It soon turned out that Jane was also doing evening courses in marketing and both girls became as good friends as it was only possible after two weeks of acquaintance.
\"I can never stop laughing when I watch you prepare that coffee.\"
\"Don\'t start, Jane! I can still hear Pansy say: Write down and then learn by heart\" laughed Hermione, imitating Pansy.
Jane laughed.
\"I swear that one day I\'m going to put exactly one teaspoon of arsenic to your coffee, Pansy.\" continued Hermione still imitating Pansy.
\"You\'re bad, Mione.\"
\"I don\'t know what someone did to Pansy but I can\'t believe she couldn\'t try to be nicer.\" Said Hermione and inwardly laughed at what she has just said. She felt do muggle. She almost forgot how it was to be a witch. And that Pansy was a witch as well. And Hermione knew exactly was someone did to Pansy. Life took away all she grew up in making her live in a hated muggle surroundings where she had to escape to the protecting wings of Lucius. Lucius, Lucius was yet another story, a story Hermione had uncovered only a few weeks ago which at first scared her to death but then... Her reverie was broken by Jane\'s voice:
\"Is she that bad?\" asked Jane
\"Oh, yes, she is\" murmured Draco Malfoy, \"and I would serve her arsenic myself.\" He was just passing by the kitchen when he heard a female voice say: \"…teaspoon of arsenic into your coffee, Pansy.\" And then the other voice, which definitely did not belong to Pansy Parkinson said: \"You are bad, Mione.\"
\'Mione, the past came flooding. Why do they have to shorten this name like this.\' thought Malfoy Junior going to the private lift that took him to the security of his private office on the 24th floor: \'And who were these two?\'