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Ginny Weasley hugged her best friend, Hermione granger. Hermione had been crying for the past ten minutes, and so far, she hadn't stopped. It was Friday, and the two were supposed to be in second period Charms. "Come on, Hermione," said Ginny, rubbing her shoulders and back. "It'll be all right. I'm sure he didn't mean it." "You know all too well that he did," Hermione replied in between sobs. "You've always hated Draco." Over the past few years, Hermione and Draco had grown closer. She had found love where she least expected it...a match that was never supposed to happen. Ginny, along with Harry and Ron, had never fully approved, but respected her choice. "Now, listen – I do not hate Draco. I just don't love him. He's just a He's ever so mean to you. Can you not see that?" "But I love him, Maddie. And he loves me. He just has...a different way of showing it." Ginny inclined her head to the bruises on Hermione's face. "Apparently." Hermione wiped away her tears, just as the bell for third period rang. Ginny stood up, helping her twin off of the floor of the girls' bathroom. "Oh, no, Ginny," said Hermione. "I don't want to go to Transfiguration." "But you love Transfiguration!" exclaimed Ginny. "Today, Ron says you're changing cattails into live cats. Won't that be fun?" "Oh, I'm sure it will be, but...I don't feel like it. Can you tell Harry or Ron to say I'm sick." Ginny nodded. "Sure, of course. But do dry your tears for lunch...that is, if you come."
Ginny gave Hermione one last, sympathetic glance, before leaving. Hermione smiled slightly, then slid down the far wall of the lavatory. Minutes later, Parvati Patil walked in.
"Hermione!" she cried. "Whatever is the matter?"
"Huh? Oh, nothing, Parvati. I'm fine – really." Hermione forced a strained smile, but Parvati still looked skeptical.
"How long have you been in here?" Parvati walked over to the large mirror and checked her hair and makeup.
"Only since second period – but that was just Charms. Don't worry about me, okay? I'll be all right."
"Guy problems?"
Hermione nodded. "Yeah. But I'm okay."
"If you're sure..." Parvati gave Hermione a hug, then left.
Just then, there was banging on the door. This was particularly odd, for the girls' toilets were always left unlocked.
"Hermione!?" demanded the voice. It was Draco Malfoy. "Hermione – are you in there?"
"So what if I am?" she replied.
"Come out here, now!" Draco was getting angry.
"Not until you apologize! You hurt me, Draco." Hermione' eyes were now burning with fury.
"Why the hell should I apologize!? I was being honest!"
"You insulted me! You called me Mudblood, Draco! Again! We're supposed to be dating – you're supposed to love me for who I am, not what's in my blood."
"Listen...you don't have dirty blood."
Hermione slowly opened the door.
"You're just...not as pure as other girls."
Hermione slammed the door shut again. "Just go away! Just go..."
When the day ended, Ginny returned to the washroom. Hermione was still there, though her eyes a little drier and a little less red.
"You still in here?" Ginny questioned, leaning against the wall.
"Yeah," replied Hermione, looking up. "Draco was ever so kind as to pay me a visit."
"Just lovely. What'd he say?"
"He called me that word again."
"Oh, Hermione!" Ginny hugged Hermione. "You can't let him get to you. He's all mouth and no trousers."
"I know – I just can't help it. Why is he like that?"
"No idea. I guess it's just in his blood."
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except the plot. JK Rowling rocks!
Ginny Weasley hugged her best friend, Hermione granger. Hermione had been crying for the past ten minutes, and so far, she hadn't stopped. It was Friday, and the two were supposed to be in second period Charms. "Come on, Hermione," said Ginny, rubbing her shoulders and back. "It'll be all right. I'm sure he didn't mean it." "You know all too well that he did," Hermione replied in between sobs. "You've always hated Draco." Over the past few years, Hermione and Draco had grown closer. She had found love where she least expected it...a match that was never supposed to happen. Ginny, along with Harry and Ron, had never fully approved, but respected her choice. "Now, listen – I do not hate Draco. I just don't love him. He's just a He's ever so mean to you. Can you not see that?" "But I love him, Maddie. And he loves me. He just has...a different way of showing it." Ginny inclined her head to the bruises on Hermione's face. "Apparently." Hermione wiped away her tears, just as the bell for third period rang. Ginny stood up, helping her twin off of the floor of the girls' bathroom. "Oh, no, Ginny," said Hermione. "I don't want to go to Transfiguration." "But you love Transfiguration!" exclaimed Ginny. "Today, Ron says you're changing cattails into live cats. Won't that be fun?" "Oh, I'm sure it will be, but...I don't feel like it. Can you tell Harry or Ron to say I'm sick." Ginny nodded. "Sure, of course. But do dry your tears for lunch...that is, if you come."
Ginny gave Hermione one last, sympathetic glance, before leaving. Hermione smiled slightly, then slid down the far wall of the lavatory. Minutes later, Parvati Patil walked in.
"Hermione!" she cried. "Whatever is the matter?"
"Huh? Oh, nothing, Parvati. I'm fine – really." Hermione forced a strained smile, but Parvati still looked skeptical.
"How long have you been in here?" Parvati walked over to the large mirror and checked her hair and makeup.
"Only since second period – but that was just Charms. Don't worry about me, okay? I'll be all right."
"Guy problems?"
Hermione nodded. "Yeah. But I'm okay."
"If you're sure..." Parvati gave Hermione a hug, then left.
Just then, there was banging on the door. This was particularly odd, for the girls' toilets were always left unlocked.
"Hermione!?" demanded the voice. It was Draco Malfoy. "Hermione – are you in there?"
"So what if I am?" she replied.
"Come out here, now!" Draco was getting angry.
"Not until you apologize! You hurt me, Draco." Hermione' eyes were now burning with fury.
"Why the hell should I apologize!? I was being honest!"
"You insulted me! You called me Mudblood, Draco! Again! We're supposed to be dating – you're supposed to love me for who I am, not what's in my blood."
"Listen...you don't have dirty blood."
Hermione slowly opened the door.
"You're just...not as pure as other girls."
Hermione slammed the door shut again. "Just go away! Just go..."
When the day ended, Ginny returned to the washroom. Hermione was still there, though her eyes a little drier and a little less red.
"You still in here?" Ginny questioned, leaning against the wall.
"Yeah," replied Hermione, looking up. "Draco was ever so kind as to pay me a visit."
"Just lovely. What'd he say?"
"He called me that word again."
"Oh, Hermione!" Ginny hugged Hermione. "You can't let him get to you. He's all mouth and no trousers."
"I know – I just can't help it. Why is he like that?"
"No idea. I guess it's just in his blood."