Hermione got to work the next day feeling somewhat relieved. She had made it through the entire day of classes with no one mentioning her job which meant by some good grace of the gods Malfoy had kept his promise. She couldn’t stop thinking about what he had said though about her being his own personal maid for the day. The very thought repulsed her. She  knew he wanted to think of her as beneath him, he must’ve loved her having to call him "Master’.