Filthy Mudblood: cheese is good.
Disclaimer: All the characters, places, spells, and such mentioned in this fanfiction are property of J.K. Rowling.
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Mirror, Mirror On The Wall-4-Shampoo
"Damnit, Malfoy!" Hermione said outraged, as she ran out of the bathroom wearing her bathrobe, her hair dripping wet, with dark blue all over.
Malfoy had been sitting in the chair nearest the bathroom, his back to her. When he turned around he burst out laughing.
"What did you do to your hair?"
"I think you know! What the bloody hell did you do to my shampoo?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, Granger," Malfoy said, sneaking past her into the bathroom.
"Hey! I wasn't done in there!"
The door opened for a split second as her clothes came flying out at her. She snatched them up off the floor and stormed into her room.
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"Hey, Herm-" Ron dropped his toast. Harry spat out his pumpkin juice.
"What did you do to your hair?"
"It seems that someone put hair dye in my shampoo."
"Who?"
"Malfoy, who else?"
"Didn't you try any spells?"
"Didn't I try any spells? He asks! Well, of course I tried some bloody spells! Nothing works!" Hermione said.
Just then Neville walked up. "Er..." he said, looking at Hermione.
Hermione threw up her hands and stormed away, furious.
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"Do you reckon Hermione's still angry?" Ron whispered to Harry as the walked to Transfiguration class.
"I reckon she is, considering. I mean, it's Malfoy. It's not like she'll forget anytime soon."
"That's true. Hey, Hermione!"
"Hi, Ron. Hi, Harry."
"Erm... are you okay?"
She gave them a look. "Does it look like I'm okay?"
"She's still pissed," Ron whispered to Harry.
"You think?" Harry said sarcastically.
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Hermione didn't come back to the common room until late that night, because she didn't want to have to put up with Malfoy. She figured he'd be in bed by this time, and she was right. She walked over to the bathroom and paused for a second before going in. She heard some moaning and groaning sounds coming from Malfoy's bedroom, but it wasn't just him. The second, was a female.
Hermione disgusted, turned and went straight to her room. She didn't even get ready for bed, first.
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When Hermione was done in the bathroom she came out and Malfoy was sitting in an armchair reading something she couldn't see. She walked over and sat down in another chair, grabbing a book off the coffee table.
"I bet you didn't sleep at all last night."
"What?"
"I bet you didn't sleep at all last night. You were probably tossing and turning all night in your bed."
"No, I didn't sleep well," he said, going back to his magazine.
Just then the door to his room opened and out came... Danielle Turner. She walked over to where he sat, leaned over, and kissed him passionately. "Thanks, Draco." Then she left.
Hermione stared at him. He looked up, and saw her staring. "What?!" She didn't say anything, so he went to the bathroom and got ready.
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"Well at least now that he's got a girlfriend he won't bother you so much," Harry said, after Hermione told him the news.
"A girlfriend, or a fling? Anyway, I seriously doubt that. He'll make time just to annoy us. He always does. Pansy never stopped him from acting the way he always did and being as much of a jerk as always."
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Disclaimer: All the characters, places, spells, and such mentioned in this fanfiction are property of J.K. Rowling.
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Mirror, Mirror On The Wall-4-Shampoo
"Damnit, Malfoy!" Hermione said outraged, as she ran out of the bathroom wearing her bathrobe, her hair dripping wet, with dark blue all over.
Malfoy had been sitting in the chair nearest the bathroom, his back to her. When he turned around he burst out laughing.
"What did you do to your hair?"
"I think you know! What the bloody hell did you do to my shampoo?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, Granger," Malfoy said, sneaking past her into the bathroom.
"Hey! I wasn't done in there!"
The door opened for a split second as her clothes came flying out at her. She snatched them up off the floor and stormed into her room.
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"Hey, Herm-" Ron dropped his toast. Harry spat out his pumpkin juice.
"What did you do to your hair?"
"It seems that someone put hair dye in my shampoo."
"Who?"
"Malfoy, who else?"
"Didn't you try any spells?"
"Didn't I try any spells? He asks! Well, of course I tried some bloody spells! Nothing works!" Hermione said.
Just then Neville walked up. "Er..." he said, looking at Hermione.
Hermione threw up her hands and stormed away, furious.
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"Do you reckon Hermione's still angry?" Ron whispered to Harry as the walked to Transfiguration class.
"I reckon she is, considering. I mean, it's Malfoy. It's not like she'll forget anytime soon."
"That's true. Hey, Hermione!"
"Hi, Ron. Hi, Harry."
"Erm... are you okay?"
She gave them a look. "Does it look like I'm okay?"
"She's still pissed," Ron whispered to Harry.
"You think?" Harry said sarcastically.
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Hermione didn't come back to the common room until late that night, because she didn't want to have to put up with Malfoy. She figured he'd be in bed by this time, and she was right. She walked over to the bathroom and paused for a second before going in. She heard some moaning and groaning sounds coming from Malfoy's bedroom, but it wasn't just him. The second, was a female.
Hermione disgusted, turned and went straight to her room. She didn't even get ready for bed, first.
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When Hermione was done in the bathroom she came out and Malfoy was sitting in an armchair reading something she couldn't see. She walked over and sat down in another chair, grabbing a book off the coffee table.
"I bet you didn't sleep at all last night."
"What?"
"I bet you didn't sleep at all last night. You were probably tossing and turning all night in your bed."
"No, I didn't sleep well," he said, going back to his magazine.
Just then the door to his room opened and out came... Danielle Turner. She walked over to where he sat, leaned over, and kissed him passionately. "Thanks, Draco." Then she left.
Hermione stared at him. He looked up, and saw her staring. "What?!" She didn't say anything, so he went to the bathroom and got ready.
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"Well at least now that he's got a girlfriend he won't bother you so much," Harry said, after Hermione told him the news.
"A girlfriend, or a fling? Anyway, I seriously doubt that. He'll make time just to annoy us. He always does. Pansy never stopped him from acting the way he always did and being as much of a jerk as always."
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