Julian looked up and watched as Hermione stormed out of the hall. He fixed his glasses again and whistled.
"Wow, I really thought she was going to slap him," he said to Prue. "That's Hermione Granger, isn't it? She's famous, you know. Wiz-kid of hogwarts."
Prue sighed.
"I know. She's perfect for my brother, but he's such a stupid prat sometimes. I mean honestly, so she isn't a pureblood. So what? She's smarter than most purebloods anyway. I mean, look at Pansy Parkinson."
Julian grinned.
"My sister shared a dorm with her. She'd wake up in the middle of the night to Pansy squealing her head off about new beauty products in Witch Weekly."
Prue rolled her eyes.
"Any idiot would know you don't need beauty products if you're a witch! Go to the library; there are dozens of fabulous spells in there. You know, maybe I should show Hermione the de-frizzer spell for her hair..."
"Don't bother. She'd have seen it by now. Besides, her hair is her personal signature. If she makes it all...normal...she'd look just like Lavender Brown or the next girl." Julian picked at his food. "You know, your brother just left the hall. My sister told me all about the layout of Hogwarts, and if I add that knowledge to what I learned in Hogwarts, A History, I think I know the school pretty well."
Prue raised an eyebrow.
"Is there a point coming in the near future?"
Julian grinned, his eyes twinkling.
"If he were going to Quidditch, The Library or his dorm he would have went through the other door. However, if he was going after Hermione..."
Prue's eyes widened. Grinning, she pulled Julian towards her and kissed him on the forehead.
"You're a genius! C'mon, we have to follow them and spy!" Prue jumped up and raced towards the door. Julian blinked and stared blankly ahead of him, his face flushed.
"Wow." he whispered before following her.
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They found Draco and Hermione by the staircases. Prue quickly pulled Julian behind a suit of armor, who turned his head all the way around.
"Its rude to spy, you know." It said in a snotty voice.
Julian pulled one of his socks off and stuffed it into the 'mouth'' part of the armor. As it struggled to spit it out they listened on to the older teens' conversation.
"So...Hermione." Draco gulped and stared it his shoes, his hair falling into his face. "You know, we get to go to Hogsmade on Valentines Day and I was just wondering ...Do you want to go with me?"
Hermione blinked at him.
"Sure, that would be nice."
With that she boarded the stairs, which had just began to move. Prue and Julian grinned at each other.
"Now all we have to do," Julian said, "is make sure their date goes perfectly. Do you have any connections in Hogsmade?"
"I'm not sure if she'd help me," said Prue quietly. "but Rosmerta is pretty nice, and she knows me, too."
"Find a way to contact her and I'll make a list of what we need."