Blood Is Everything
- Hermione's thoughts
It was scary knowing this would be my final year of school. Knowing that after these last few months I wouldn't be able to scurry off to the library to hide from my recent fight's with Ron my 'boyfriend' as he call's himself these days ,to study , to escape my problems. escape being a 'filthy mudblood' the name so callously scarred into my arm. that's one of the things I learnt from the war ; that blood is everything. it meant everything to Voldemort even though he was a half-blood , it meant everything to the Malfoys' the family who thought everyone was beneath them and that pure-blood supremacy rules even though they followed the deranged half-blood they called their lord and blood certainly meant everything to that evil, crazy bitch Bellatrix lestrange the 'witch' and I use that term loosely who scrawled that dark word into my fore-arm the same place their beloved dark mark would've been. even to Ronald blood is everything and as much as he can pretend it's not he still think's he's better than Harry and I we can tell. Ronald Weasley the ginger freckled boy who used to be so lovely to me , to harry the boy who couldn't throw a jelly leg jinx straight if he tried thought he was better than THE Harry potter the boy who defeated the dark lord when he was one and I Hermione Granger 'the brightest witch of her age' the girl who was never over come by the horcruxes the girl who jumped any hurdle thrown at her , mastered occlumency , legilimency and wandless magic before even Harry himself in faster time than that of Dumbledore or Snape , because of blood. My blood is red not brown , not black , not green. Red. My blood is the same as anyones , the same as yours , the same as Ron's , the same as Harry's it's even the same as Draco Malfoy's. He should know I spilled enough blood on his parlour floor. but I've forgiven him I could see it in his eyes that day. he wanted to scream , to cry , to help me escape i saw his heart-break through his mirrored eyes just as he saw mine. we're friends now you know much to Rons disgust. Me , Draco and Blaise. friend's. You'd never of guessed it Harry too of course I could never abandon Harry as easily as I wish I could with Ron...