A/N: I have so much fun writing this! So here is chapter four, all ready and waiting... XD
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Dear Miss Granger,
It has come to my attention that a Bat Bogey Hex cast by your wand was sent via Owl Post. I am writing to you to remind you that in conjunction with The Wizarding Owl Post Act, Part 2(b), Clause 4.1(i), it is not acceptable to send a spell by post. Since this is your first breach of this law, and your hex was relatively harmless, you will not be punished, but should this happen again, more serious action will be taken, no matter how advanced posting spells is for a witch of your age.
Yours,
Professor A Dumbledore
Headmaster
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
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Malfoy, I hate you.
H.G.
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Granger, so lovely to hear from you! Though I must ask, what have I done that is so bad it warrants an "I hate you" note in the middle of Charms? Couldn't it have waited until we got out of here? Then you could've said it to my face.
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Thanks to you, I got a letter from Dumbledore warning me that I've broken the law and it mustn't happen again! That is why I hate you. It's your fault.
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But you were the one denying that you were a goody-two-shoes. If you're not a goody-two-shoes, why are you getting so stressed about breaking a rule?
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It's not just a RULE, Malfoy. You provoked me into breaking the LAW.
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But you didn't get punished. You didn't even get a caution, did you?
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No, but that's not the point. If it hadn't been for YOU, I wouldn't have even gotten a letter. I think I need to go and apologise, I feel so bad. Thus, I return to my original statement: I hate you, Malfoy. I'll be blaming you all the way.
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No, you don't hate me. You're just saying that.
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How do you figure that one? And stop waggling your eyebrows like that. I can see you from here, you know. You look like an idiot. And if I can see you, Professor Flitwick is going to catch you soon.
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Please. Flitwick is not going to see me. You only noticed because you are so in tune with my actions. And you can't stop looking at me. Which nicely sums up the reasons why I know you don't hate me.
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Not replying, Granger? It's because you know I'm right.
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Stop looking like you're actually listening to Flitwick, because I know you know all of this crap we're learning already.
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Well, you're just validating my statement with your silence. I knew it.
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Don't flatter yourself, Malfoy.
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Aha! Finally, a response! Oh Granger, you are too kind. Stop rolling your eyes. It's not attractive in the least. Don't ruin your pretty face with such ghastly expressions.
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That could almost be interpreted as an underhand compliment, Malfoy.
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And? Maybe that's how I intended it to be.
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Don't glare at me like that, Granger. What have I done now?
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Granger?
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Granger! You're ignoring me again...
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What an illuminating statement, Captain Obvious. I, unlike you, am trying to work.
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And I, unlike YOU, am trying to figure out why the hell you're pissed off with me AGAIN. We were getting along just fine until I COMPLIMENTED you. What kind of warped state of mind is that?
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It wasn't a compliment. It was a sarcastic comment.
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How do you know whether it was sarcastic or not? It was on paper. Do you not think, I, as writer of the comment should know whether it was sarcastic or not?
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Fine, keep ignoring me, Granger. I'll get through to you later.
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Draco—
Why do you keep lobbing notes at Granger? It's kinda weird.
Blaise.
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Blaise, dude. It's also kinda what they call "none of your business."
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A/N: so I hope that lived up to your expectations! Please review and let me know! Have a good weekend!
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