Hermione was struggling to keep up with everything. The day certainly had proven to be a whirlwind of surprises. To actually have Draco Malfoy at her beck and call... She should have felt satisfaction at the thought of having the bane of her Hogwarts life actually treat her with respect for once, but she didn’t. She just felt horrified by it all. As much as she disliked the Malfoys, she didn’t like the idea of them being her slaves. She didn’t like the idea of anyone being enslaved under her.