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Next day Hermione went down to the great hall to the cheers and whistles from not only the Griffindor table, but that of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Obviously news of her little out burst had circulated around quite quickly. Slytherin sat quietly staring or rather glaring at her, unimpressed with the attention that the Mudblood was getting. "I oughta go over there and knock her block off." Said Pansy Parkinson.
"What would that prove?" sneered Malfoy.
"I dunno, that she's not the only one who can throw cheap shots."
"Leave her to me. I have something planned that she wont forget for a long time." A reasurring smile spread across his face.
"Oooh what is it?"
"You'll see. All in good time…but you'll see, everyone will.
"I can't wait!" said Pansy with an evil grin. "Your day will come Granger."
"Sooner than she thinks." Said Malfoy glaring at the Griffindor table.