Slave Or Lover

Chapter 2



Draco walked down the hall of his manor that once belonged to his father and mother. Draco looked at his left hand, the marriage ring glistening in the light of the dull hall lamp. He wasn’t happy, he married Pansy because his parents wanted him to marry a Pureblood witch and have children. They had a 5 year old daughter, they had agreed on naming her Isabella. Draco had his own reasons for suggesting the name; little did Pansy know Isabella was the name of the lost lover Draco had met in Paris a few summers before he married Pansy. Draco knew Pansy could tell he was unhappy. This was why she spent most of her time out shopping with her girl friends and keeping busy as Draco managed his business he’d started up after leaving school.


Draco managed a company that sold dark arts, almost like Brogans and Brooks but much darker, there were things in this store Mr. Boron would never dream of selling. But Draco being who he was today could sell just about anything and never have to worry about getting into trouble for it. The Company was called The Darker the Better. Draco was proud of the company. Draco knew that he’d never be as happy as he once was with Isabella in Paris that amazing summer. Draco moved down the hall turning into the living room finding Pansy looking through one of her magazines she ran with her friend Daphne. They’d gone to school together.

“Good Evening Daphne.” Draco spoke moving forward kissing Pansy on the cheek.

“A pleasure as always, Draco” Daphne said nodding her head towards him a soft smile on her rosy lips.

“How is the magazine coming along ladies?” Draco asked not really interested at all, but Draco thought it smart to show interest anyways from years of arguments about him not caring about Pansy’s work.

“Oh very well thanks for asking darling.” Pansy said softly kissing his cheek back gently.

Draco stood in the room next to the woman he was married too and plastered a fake smile. “I’m glad to hear that my love.” Draco nodded at them both before exiting the room.

He moved out into the hall, again his face fell right back into the moody one Hermione had seen first getting there. He moved quickly through the halls of the manor right down to Hermione’s room.

Throwing the door open Draco looked at Hermione as she slept. She looked so familiar, like he’d known her forever. Little did he know at that point in time he had gone to school with her and teased her for her blood line. Draco stood there staring at her. Under all the dirt and grim she was actually very beautiful.

“Wake up you.” Draco spoke loudly. Causing the sleeping woman to start awake.

“Goodness me I’m sorry Master Malfoy I had no idea I’d fallen asleep.” Hermione spoke fast and quietly looking down at the ground.

“Rubbish don’t apologize Miss…” Draco stopped he had no idea what her name was. “For some reason I have no idea what your name is.” Draco confirmed looking at Hermione with an interested look in his eyes.

“Um well it’s Um Jamie.” Hermione said softly, she really didn’t want to give him her real name just yet. Perhaps if he didn’t know he’d treat her better.

“Jamie, okay Jamie no need to apologize for sleeping. I was coming to tell you supper will be done shortly and to clean yourself up and put on some proper clothes.” Draco explained himself before turning around.

“Master Malfoy um.” Hermione spoke softly, looking up at him for the first time sense she’d been there. “I have no other clothes.”

“You silly girl you, I have extra clothes in the rest room around the corner.” Draco explained before disappearing up the stairs and out of ear shot of Hermione.

“Oh, what am I to do now. I’m going to have to fix this tomorrow.” Hermione said to her self as she made her way to the rest room that was now hers.

She walked in; it was beautiful, fixed with crystal and ivory makings around the room. The tub was normal size but the knobs were silver. Hermione looked into the mirror on the wall.

“Darling you need to clean yourself up.” The mirror spoke in an older ladies voice.

“Thanks for pointing that out.” Hermione said softly shaking her head as she turned to turn on the bath water.

“Oh Dear, I didn’t mean to offend you, I was just saying if you want to impress Master Malfoy clean yourself up and cut your hair.” The mirror woman explained softly.

Hermione looked back at the mirror. She thought for a moment then shook off the thought of impressing Malfoy.

“Thank you but no thank you. I’m cleaning up for myself no one else.” Hermione said slipping off her clothes and sliding into the bath.

The mirror giggled and stopped talking after the comment Hermione had made.

Hermione relaxed in the bath making sure to clean her wind chapped skin. She washed her long ratty hair a few times before slipping out of the tub to look in the mirror.

“Goodness me I look like myself again.” Hermione said softly tears slowly rolling down her cheeks.

“Go on love cut some of those unneeded locks off.” The mirror said softly. You couldn’t see a face in the mirror at all but from the tone of her voice you could tell she was smiling.

“Oh I guess a little trim wouldn’t harm anything would it?” Hermione asked herself pulling on a few locks.

Hermione reached inside one of the drawer and pulled out some clippers and started to cut away. Before Hermione knew it she’d cut off most of her hair. Her golden locks now a little below her shoulders and they fell beautifully. Hermione smiled softly running her fingers through her hair again.

“That’s better darling.” The mirror said with an approving tone.

“Thanks.” Hermione said grinning at the mirror.

Hermione moved to the closet in the rest room and looked at some of the clothes. They were all very elegant dresses. Hermione slipped on a teal dress the fell to the floor. Hermione turned and looked in the mirror. She hadn’t looked this good since the Yule Ball her fourth year at Hogwarts.

“You’d better hurry deary dinner shoulder be ready just about now.” The mirror reminded her.

Hermione smiled nodding her head at the mirror before slipping out of the rest room and up the stairs. Hermione entered the dinning hall biting her lip slightly. Pansy sat at the table with her friends chatting not even noticing Hermione. Draco sat at the end of the table reading a paper. Hermione slipped into a spot looking down at the table with her little hand clasped together in her lap.

“Mm Jamie you clean up nicely.” Draco said softly looking up at her from his paper.

Hermione started almost forgetting she told Malfoy her name was Jamie.

“I um thank you Master Malfoy.” Hermione spoke softly, still looking down at the table.

“Darling it’s rude to not look at someone when they are spoken to.” Daphne said softly looking at Hermione with an eyebrow tilted up.

“Oh I’m so sorry.” Hermione said looking up at Daphne and nodding her thanks to Draco.

While doing so she noticed the look in Pansy’s eyes. They were murderous, she knew that look. She’d gotten it before when they were in school. Every time Draco would taunt Hermione, or call her names, Pansy would glare at Hermione like that. Hermione’s eyes dropped from Pansy quickly.

“Looks like this one needs a little learning Draco you sure know how to pick the girl’s don’t you.” Pansy said scoffing at him and turning back to Daphne.

“Is that all you think about Pansy dear, at how good looking the Maids are?” Draco asked smirking at Pansy.

“Yes Draco darling, that’s all I look for in a maid, if she’s ugly or not.” Pansy snorted shaking her head.

Hermione sat there biting her lip and messing with her finger nails. She really didn’t know what to say or do. She had no idea if this was what happened every time Draco ordered a maid.


Thank you paigeey07 for the review I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as the next! I am working on the third chapter and hope to have it posted tomorrow. Please leave me review lots, suggestions, what you liked about it, what you didn't. But Please no bashing. It's my first real story and I'm still working on a few bugs! :D

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