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"Watch where you're going, mudblood" said Draco Malfoy, a current sixth year at Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. As usual he wore a sneer along with a look of total and complete disgust as he gazed at Hermione Granger.
"Me?! You're the one who should watch where they're going!" shouted Hermione Granger. She was on her way to library and was in quite a hurry. She really didn't need another quarrel with Malfoy slowing her down right now. She pulled herself up off the floor and glared at Malfoy. Oh, if looks could kill.
They both stared at one another and then began to simultaneously pick up their things, which just so happened to be sprawled all over the hallway, evidence of the previous collision that had taken place, only minutes earlier.
Hermione accidentally grabbed one of Malfoy's books and thrust it to him rather violently.
"Great, now I'm going to need to buy another book! This one's covered in your filth!" Draco remarked with a look of disgust and a sneer.
"Ooooh! You! You think your so high and mighty just because you're a pureblood -" Hermione was cut off before she could continue her rant.
"That's because I am. Face it Granger, I'm better than you. All you'll ever be is a filthy little mudblood. I, on the other hand -" This time it was Draco's turn to be cut off.
"All you'll ever be is a Death Eater who worships the ground Voldemort walks on. You're the spitting image of your father in every way and that's al you have to look forward to being, another Lucius Malfoy. You're the most horrible person I've met in my entire life!" Hermione said this all very quickly as if she had been waiting a while to say it and then stormed off.
Draco was speechless
"You'll pay for that, mudblood!" He screamed down the hallway at her retreated form. She stopped in her tracks and turned around to face him.
"Becoming more and more like him every day, aren't you?" she said this with a smirk, which was very Un-Hermione like, and then she was gone.
"Watch where you're going, mudblood" said Draco Malfoy, a current sixth year at Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. As usual he wore a sneer along with a look of total and complete disgust as he gazed at Hermione Granger.
"Me?! You're the one who should watch where they're going!" shouted Hermione Granger. She was on her way to library and was in quite a hurry. She really didn't need another quarrel with Malfoy slowing her down right now. She pulled herself up off the floor and glared at Malfoy. Oh, if looks could kill.
They both stared at one another and then began to simultaneously pick up their things, which just so happened to be sprawled all over the hallway, evidence of the previous collision that had taken place, only minutes earlier.
Hermione accidentally grabbed one of Malfoy's books and thrust it to him rather violently.
"Great, now I'm going to need to buy another book! This one's covered in your filth!" Draco remarked with a look of disgust and a sneer.
"Ooooh! You! You think your so high and mighty just because you're a pureblood -" Hermione was cut off before she could continue her rant.
"That's because I am. Face it Granger, I'm better than you. All you'll ever be is a filthy little mudblood. I, on the other hand -" This time it was Draco's turn to be cut off.
"All you'll ever be is a Death Eater who worships the ground Voldemort walks on. You're the spitting image of your father in every way and that's al you have to look forward to being, another Lucius Malfoy. You're the most horrible person I've met in my entire life!" Hermione said this all very quickly as if she had been waiting a while to say it and then stormed off.
Draco was speechless
"You'll pay for that, mudblood!" He screamed down the hallway at her retreated form. She stopped in her tracks and turned around to face him.
"Becoming more and more like him every day, aren't you?" she said this with a smirk, which was very Un-Hermione like, and then she was gone.