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Slavery Sucks	By : Joyce Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Remus/Hermione Views: 8944 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Two-Getting Settled In

�� Hermione couldn�t wait to go home. �Remus would be
there, waiting for her, as a slave should, and she would set a few ground rules
with him.� Other than that, everything
would be fine.� She apparated
nearby her house, and walked up the front steps, Remus
standing outside her door.� Hermione
couldn�t help but smile.

�� He looked so dashing, with his hair tossed all about, and
his bright blue eyes.� Maybe I won�t sell him to Dumbledore, she thought.

�� I read all the papers,� she said slowly.� �And I know that you are bound to what I
say.�� When she noticed Remus flinch, she smiled and brushed hair away from his
sweaty forehead.� �I have no cruel
intentions, please remember that.� You
may speak freely, make yourself food when you like, I�ve put all of your money
in my account. �So if you need anything,
it�s almost like a joint account.�

�� Thank you,� he murmured.�
She smiled.

�� You are free to wander about this house.� I don�t think I have any real rules except that you remain a friend and companion to
Dumbledore.� Stay loyal to the light side, that IS an order.��
Remus grinned.�
Like I ever thought
differently.� You may have a
relationship, if you like, please do NOT have sex on my bed, or on my couch.�

�� May I ask you a question?�� Hermione smiled.

�� You mean another one?�
Of course.�

�Why
did you do this for me?�

�Because Malfoy�s an evil git.� And we couldn�t very well have you on our
side if you went to him.� You�re a very
kind wizard, and it would kill me to know that you had to fight on Voldemort�s side.�� Remus grinned, and Hermione handed him a key and some wizarding checks.� �I
live in a muggle neighborhood,
please don�t let them know you�re a wizard.�
And, when it gets near the full moon, we�ll simply give you a potion.� Either the ministry will send us one, or
Professor Snape will brew one for us.�
One�more thing.�
Do not go into the den.� It was my
father�s office.� I�I�m trying to leave
it as it was,� she finished quietly.

Lupin
knew her parents had been killed by Voldemort.� Mr. Granger must have been closer to his
daughter than Mrs. Granger.� She had been
taken under Molly Weasley�s wing, with the financial
help of Harry and Albus, just before her seventeenth
birthday.� After she turned of age in the
magical world, she inherited all of her parents� belongings, with the exception
of what was sent to her grandmother in the states.� He couldn�t imagine that kind of tragic loss.� �Thank you again,� he whispered.

�It�s
no problem.� Let�s go inside, and have
some tea, before we get settled.�

�Good
plan,� he said smiling.� The duo went
inside and made a cup of tea each.

�Are
there any other rules I should know about?�

�You
may work, if you please, either in the muggle world
or the magic world.� I will be away at
Hogwarts.� I actually�intended on
�selling� you to the headmaster, because I have school this year.�� The werewolf�s face coiled in disappointment.� He really liked this muggle
home, and he�d be more than happy to look after it after what Hermione did for
him.

�I
could stay here. And�take care of your house,� offered Remus,
�While you�re at Hogwarts.� I could
clean, and all of that.�

�Someone
has to be here to watch you during the full moon.� Well, I suppose I could come home for the
three days surrounding the full moon�� she pondered aloud.� �It�s not as if it would actually damage my
grades.� Of course, I am head girl, so
you could come up during those three days as well.�� Hermione turned to him.� �We�ll have to discuss with the headmaster to
come to a final conclusion.�

�I
appreciate you putting so much thought into this, Ms. Granger.�

�It�s
Hermione, and THAT is an order.�� Remus laughed.

�Then
you�ll just have to call me Remus.�

�I
will.�� Hermione took his dishes and
walked to the kitchen.

�You
really don�t have to do that, Hermione.�
I�m perfectly capable.�

�School
starts in a week, and then you�ll have to do it all by yourself for a great
deal of time.� Please, let me.�� Remus smiled.� �Here��
Hermione reached out and locked his hand in hers, leading him into the
living room, and up the back hallway stairs.�
�This is my bedroom.�� The walls
had pictures both muggle and wizarding
of tons of boys, posters of muggle bands she liked,
and a few muggle electronic devices he didn�t
understand.� A double bed, a large black
desk, a dresser and a vanity, all that matched.

�I
see it�s fit to your liking.�

�It�s
messy, but it�s home.�
I do like it, actually.�� She opened the next door.� �This is my old room.� I took the big room, with my own bathroom, so
I didn�t have to walk down that creepy hall by myself.�� Remus laughed.� �This is where you�ll sleep.�

He
didn�t think he�d mind it so much.� It
was decked out in dark red and a mild grey.�
If it had been gold, it would have been just like the Gryffindor
tower.� It too had a double bed, a large
wooden desk, and two dressers.

�I�ll
teach you how to work muggle devices another
night.� Do you have any belongings, or
any clothing that you need help unpacking?��
Remus shook his head.

�The
ministry said it would be here tomorrow.�
And I love this furniture; who decorated your house?�� Hermione flushed.

�I
did most of it,� she answered.� �Molly
and Charlie helped me.� Molly�s a real
sweet woman, and I don�t know what I�d do without her.�� Remus laughed.

�You
would be out doing dangerous activities without the slightest thought of
consequence.� You would have pulled out
of the wizarding world and thrown yourself off a
bridge.� And you would not have done so
well in school.� And you absolutely would not be eating your
vegetables.�� Hermione laughed.

�All
three are possibilities, but I don�t
think it was just her.� Anyway, your
bathroom is down the hall.� It doesn�t
have a shower curtain, but that can be arranged tomorrow, along with some other
stuff you may notice you do not have.� Is
there anything else?�

�I
can�t thank you enough, Hermione.� This
is incredibly generous.�

�I
do what I can,� she answered lightly.�
�Now, off to bed with you.� I�ll
be awake for another hour or so.� I like
to read or write before bed to wind down.�

�Aye,
me too,� answered Remus.� Hermione blushed, and headed into her own
room, awaiting her long night to come.

A/N:� Sorry it�s so short.� I promise the next one will be longer.� Review because I like hearing from you.� Or email me.�
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