Filthy Mudblood: ugh...
Disclaimer: All the characters, places, spells, and such mentioned in this fanfiction are property of J.K. Rowling.
THANKS TO: Ellie, FrUiTlOoPsX2, BellethePhilosopher'sCookie, Zimfreak, Clare, Rain, BraveSpiritGryffindor, Atra Luna, avri, tom girl, and StRaWbErRiEs AnD bLuEbErRiEs.
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Mirror, Mirror On The Wall-2-Rumours
"Ooh! Wait until I tell Draco about this!" Pansy whispered to herself, as she stood outside the door that contained none other than Hermione Granger. She laughed silently, and scampered down the train to the compartment in which Draco awaited...
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"My gosh! You are such an idiot, Ronald Weasley!" Hermione said, slapping him on the shoulder. "I'm not even going to say anything, this is so ridiculous."
"You like Colin."
"You like Colin." Even Harry had begun taunting her about it.
"You like Colin."
"Colin."
"Ooh, look! He's right behind you!" Ron pointed.
"Oh, no!" she said, twisting around to see. Nothing was there. She scowled at Harry and Ron. "I'm not even going to say anything."
"You just did," Harry pointed out.
"Will you two just knock it off! It's not true! He only likes me, but I can't stand him! So just lay off, okay?" Hermione requested, frustrated.
"Fine," they nodded their heads, even though she could tell they weren't telling the truth. They'd say something more about it before the train got to Hogwarts. She could almost guarantee that. She sighed, and leaned back in her seat, and looked out the window.
Harry and Ron began talking about quidditch again, so she just zoned out for a little while, until she heard her name being said repeatedly...
"Hermione... Hermione!"
She shook her head and looked up. "What?" she asked. Then she noticed two other people standing in the compartment. Draco Malfoy, and Pansy Parkinson.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Pansy's come to me with some interesting news."
"And this would concern us... how?"
"It concerns you a lot, actually. See, it's about you. She's told me that you like Colin Creevey," Draco said.
Hermione just gaped at him.
"Is it true?" he asked.
"Of course not! I'm not that thicke!" she said.
Draco could obviously tell she was trying to hide her shock, and took that as a sign that she was hiding something. "So, it IS true, huh?" he said, laughing. "You actually like Creevey? That is sad!"
"You know what Malfoy, why don't you just leave?!" Hermione said, standing up.
"You're not denying it now!" He said, laughing even harder.
"Because I feel no reason to explain anything to you. That doesn't mean anything. It doesn't mean I like him... and it doesn't mean I don't like him."
He just stood there, snickering, so she started to push him out the door. "Alright, alright!" he said, leaving, dragging Pansy behind him. Hermione shut the door and sat down. "My god! I can't stand Pansy!"
"What about Malfoy?" Ron asked.
"What? What about him?"
"You said you couldn't stand Pansy, but you didn't say anything about Malfoy."
"So, what? I was only saying that because Pansy was the one who told him about it. We forgot to close the compartment door and she must've overheard. You know how I feel about Malfoy. Nothing's changed, and it never will. I still have just as much hatred for him as I did back in our first year." Hermione explained. "Oh, we'd better change into our robes... I think we're almost there."
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Inside the great hall, everyone was just sitting at their house tables and talking, when the doors opened, and in poured the first years. Leading them was Professor McGonagall. She lead them up to the front of the room by the teacher's table, and also where a wooden stool with a very old, tattered hat was perched on top. Hermione saw the nervous looks on all their faces, and felt sympathy towards them. She knew what it was like to be standing there and then get called up to sit on the stool, get the sorting hat on her head, and wait while it told her what house she would be in. She was so nervous she would get into a bad house, and she still didn't get into the house she wanted. It didn't help that she had to sit there in front of the whole entire school, but in the end, she was happy with the hat's decision. Her very best friends were in her house, Gryffindor, and she couldn't be happier.
The sorting went well, and by the time the food was there, everyone was well ready to begin eating. Afterwards, they went to their houses, and unpacked their belongings. Then mentally prepared themselves for the first day of school...
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"Good morning, class," Professor McGonagall said, as the class was seated. "First off, I'd like to give you your assigned seats." She pulled out a roll of parchment, and unrolled it. "Sitting right here in the front will be Vincent Crabbe and Harry Potter. The table behind them will be Pansy Parkinson and Ronald Weasley. Then, Blaise Zabini and Dean Thomas. Gregory Goyle and Parvati Patil. Neville Longbottom and Lavender Brown. Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger. And Seamus Finnegan, you'll have to sit by yourself for now. Is that alright?"
"Yes, it is," Seamus replied.
After hearing her seat partner Hermione looked disgusted towards him. She just had to get Draco Malfoy for a partner! She swore the odds were against her... ALWAYS! She mentally cursed the seating assignment, and moved over to her new table, and sat down beside him. She looked around the room. How lucky was Seamus? He didn't have to sit by anyone. And what about Neville and Lavender? It seems like everyone else had the luck!
Just then the door opened, and in came Professor Dumbledore, followed by someone she'd never seen before. "Good day, Minerva," Professor Dumbledore said. "We have a new student. Her name is Danielle Turner, and she's in Slytherin."
Professor McGonagall looked to the side of Professor Dumbledore and saw a girl standing there, glaring at her. Professor McGonagall's face became startled, but she quickly regained her composure. "Yes, well, then... you'll sit by Mr. Finnegan over there." She pointed.
The girl went and sat beside Seamus. "Hi, I'm Seamus," he said.
"So?!" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him. He just turned back around to face the front, and she did the same. 'She sure seems nice,' Hermione thought, sarcastically.
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"So, what do you think of the new girl?" Harry asked.
"The one from Slytherin?" Ron asked. "She really needs to go to some anger management classes... seriously!"
"Yeah, I'll have to agree with you this time, Ron," Hermione said. "Did you see how rude she was to Seamus?"
"Yeah. I think the whole class did, she was talking loud enough."
"This year sure is going to be fun," Hermione said, thinking of the new girl, and spending time with Malfoy.
"Yeah," Harry said.
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Hermione was just sitting in the Gryffindor common room working on her schoolwork when she heard someone say her name. She looked up. "Professor McGonagall?"
"Miss Granger, if you'll please get all your things together and follow me. You're getting a new room as of today."
"What? How come?"
"You'll find out soon, but first pack your things and bring them down here. I'll wait right outside the portrait," Professor McGonagall said walking away.
Hermione went upstairs and did as she was told, though wondering why on earth she needed a new room. She met the professor exactly where she said she would be, and followed her down the corridor, and a few more. They walked in silence until they reached a suit of armour, where Professor McGonagall muttered the password, "New Beginning" and Hermione noticed an area of the wall beside it that started sliding down into the floor creating a doorway. They went inside, and Hermione gasped.
They'd just entered a huge room that looked similar to the common room but larger, and more colorful. Colors of green and gold were tied in there somehow, making it look very elegant. On the left wall was a huge portrait of a lion with crimson and gold in the background. Below it was a mahogany wood door with the letters HG in cursive. On the opposite wall was a portrait of a snake with green and silver in the background, with the same type of door below it, except it had HB in cursive letters, and it was made out of a wood that was slightly green, but still natural-looking. Both the left and right wall also had bathrooms, one for each of them. Straight ahead was a winding staircase that lead up to a small area, with a balcony branched off of that. The small area wasn't exactly small, but it was compared to the main level area. It was just a study area with a small bookcase filled with books, and a wooden desk with a matching chair. In the main level there was several more bookshelves packed with books, and a single desk in the corner. A fireplace was on one wall, and facing it was a couch, with two large stuffed armchairs, one on each side of the couch, with tables in between, and a coffee table in front of the couch. A sheepskin rug lay before the fireplace, and with the light from the flames flickering off the walls, the room had a sort of home-y feeling to it. Hermione could definitely get used to this. If only she didn't have to share it with Malfoy...
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Filthy Mudblood: REVIEW!
Disclaimer: All the characters, places, spells, and such mentioned in this fanfiction are property of J.K. Rowling.
THANKS TO: Ellie, FrUiTlOoPsX2, BellethePhilosopher'sCookie, Zimfreak, Clare, Rain, BraveSpiritGryffindor, Atra Luna, avri, tom girl, and StRaWbErRiEs AnD bLuEbErRiEs.
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Mirror, Mirror On The Wall-2-Rumours
"Ooh! Wait until I tell Draco about this!" Pansy whispered to herself, as she stood outside the door that contained none other than Hermione Granger. She laughed silently, and scampered down the train to the compartment in which Draco awaited...
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"My gosh! You are such an idiot, Ronald Weasley!" Hermione said, slapping him on the shoulder. "I'm not even going to say anything, this is so ridiculous."
"You like Colin."
"You like Colin." Even Harry had begun taunting her about it.
"You like Colin."
"Colin."
"Ooh, look! He's right behind you!" Ron pointed.
"Oh, no!" she said, twisting around to see. Nothing was there. She scowled at Harry and Ron. "I'm not even going to say anything."
"You just did," Harry pointed out.
"Will you two just knock it off! It's not true! He only likes me, but I can't stand him! So just lay off, okay?" Hermione requested, frustrated.
"Fine," they nodded their heads, even though she could tell they weren't telling the truth. They'd say something more about it before the train got to Hogwarts. She could almost guarantee that. She sighed, and leaned back in her seat, and looked out the window.
Harry and Ron began talking about quidditch again, so she just zoned out for a little while, until she heard her name being said repeatedly...
"Hermione... Hermione!"
She shook her head and looked up. "What?" she asked. Then she noticed two other people standing in the compartment. Draco Malfoy, and Pansy Parkinson.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Pansy's come to me with some interesting news."
"And this would concern us... how?"
"It concerns you a lot, actually. See, it's about you. She's told me that you like Colin Creevey," Draco said.
Hermione just gaped at him.
"Is it true?" he asked.
"Of course not! I'm not that thicke!" she said.
Draco could obviously tell she was trying to hide her shock, and took that as a sign that she was hiding something. "So, it IS true, huh?" he said, laughing. "You actually like Creevey? That is sad!"
"You know what Malfoy, why don't you just leave?!" Hermione said, standing up.
"You're not denying it now!" He said, laughing even harder.
"Because I feel no reason to explain anything to you. That doesn't mean anything. It doesn't mean I like him... and it doesn't mean I don't like him."
He just stood there, snickering, so she started to push him out the door. "Alright, alright!" he said, leaving, dragging Pansy behind him. Hermione shut the door and sat down. "My god! I can't stand Pansy!"
"What about Malfoy?" Ron asked.
"What? What about him?"
"You said you couldn't stand Pansy, but you didn't say anything about Malfoy."
"So, what? I was only saying that because Pansy was the one who told him about it. We forgot to close the compartment door and she must've overheard. You know how I feel about Malfoy. Nothing's changed, and it never will. I still have just as much hatred for him as I did back in our first year." Hermione explained. "Oh, we'd better change into our robes... I think we're almost there."
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Inside the great hall, everyone was just sitting at their house tables and talking, when the doors opened, and in poured the first years. Leading them was Professor McGonagall. She lead them up to the front of the room by the teacher's table, and also where a wooden stool with a very old, tattered hat was perched on top. Hermione saw the nervous looks on all their faces, and felt sympathy towards them. She knew what it was like to be standing there and then get called up to sit on the stool, get the sorting hat on her head, and wait while it told her what house she would be in. She was so nervous she would get into a bad house, and she still didn't get into the house she wanted. It didn't help that she had to sit there in front of the whole entire school, but in the end, she was happy with the hat's decision. Her very best friends were in her house, Gryffindor, and she couldn't be happier.
The sorting went well, and by the time the food was there, everyone was well ready to begin eating. Afterwards, they went to their houses, and unpacked their belongings. Then mentally prepared themselves for the first day of school...
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"Good morning, class," Professor McGonagall said, as the class was seated. "First off, I'd like to give you your assigned seats." She pulled out a roll of parchment, and unrolled it. "Sitting right here in the front will be Vincent Crabbe and Harry Potter. The table behind them will be Pansy Parkinson and Ronald Weasley. Then, Blaise Zabini and Dean Thomas. Gregory Goyle and Parvati Patil. Neville Longbottom and Lavender Brown. Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger. And Seamus Finnegan, you'll have to sit by yourself for now. Is that alright?"
"Yes, it is," Seamus replied.
After hearing her seat partner Hermione looked disgusted towards him. She just had to get Draco Malfoy for a partner! She swore the odds were against her... ALWAYS! She mentally cursed the seating assignment, and moved over to her new table, and sat down beside him. She looked around the room. How lucky was Seamus? He didn't have to sit by anyone. And what about Neville and Lavender? It seems like everyone else had the luck!
Just then the door opened, and in came Professor Dumbledore, followed by someone she'd never seen before. "Good day, Minerva," Professor Dumbledore said. "We have a new student. Her name is Danielle Turner, and she's in Slytherin."
Professor McGonagall looked to the side of Professor Dumbledore and saw a girl standing there, glaring at her. Professor McGonagall's face became startled, but she quickly regained her composure. "Yes, well, then... you'll sit by Mr. Finnegan over there." She pointed.
The girl went and sat beside Seamus. "Hi, I'm Seamus," he said.
"So?!" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him. He just turned back around to face the front, and she did the same. 'She sure seems nice,' Hermione thought, sarcastically.
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"So, what do you think of the new girl?" Harry asked.
"The one from Slytherin?" Ron asked. "She really needs to go to some anger management classes... seriously!"
"Yeah, I'll have to agree with you this time, Ron," Hermione said. "Did you see how rude she was to Seamus?"
"Yeah. I think the whole class did, she was talking loud enough."
"This year sure is going to be fun," Hermione said, thinking of the new girl, and spending time with Malfoy.
"Yeah," Harry said.
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Hermione was just sitting in the Gryffindor common room working on her schoolwork when she heard someone say her name. She looked up. "Professor McGonagall?"
"Miss Granger, if you'll please get all your things together and follow me. You're getting a new room as of today."
"What? How come?"
"You'll find out soon, but first pack your things and bring them down here. I'll wait right outside the portrait," Professor McGonagall said walking away.
Hermione went upstairs and did as she was told, though wondering why on earth she needed a new room. She met the professor exactly where she said she would be, and followed her down the corridor, and a few more. They walked in silence until they reached a suit of armour, where Professor McGonagall muttered the password, "New Beginning" and Hermione noticed an area of the wall beside it that started sliding down into the floor creating a doorway. They went inside, and Hermione gasped.
They'd just entered a huge room that looked similar to the common room but larger, and more colorful. Colors of green and gold were tied in there somehow, making it look very elegant. On the left wall was a huge portrait of a lion with crimson and gold in the background. Below it was a mahogany wood door with the letters HG in cursive. On the opposite wall was a portrait of a snake with green and silver in the background, with the same type of door below it, except it had HB in cursive letters, and it was made out of a wood that was slightly green, but still natural-looking. Both the left and right wall also had bathrooms, one for each of them. Straight ahead was a winding staircase that lead up to a small area, with a balcony branched off of that. The small area wasn't exactly small, but it was compared to the main level area. It was just a study area with a small bookcase filled with books, and a wooden desk with a matching chair. In the main level there was several more bookshelves packed with books, and a single desk in the corner. A fireplace was on one wall, and facing it was a couch, with two large stuffed armchairs, one on each side of the couch, with tables in between, and a coffee table in front of the couch. A sheepskin rug lay before the fireplace, and with the light from the flames flickering off the walls, the room had a sort of home-y feeling to it. Hermione could definitely get used to this. If only she didn't have to share it with Malfoy...
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