Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters...so don't sue!
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During breakfast that Sunday morning, Hermione was quiet, every now and then she would glance over at the Slytherin table, and look at Malfoy.
' It's not possible,' she keep thinking.
"Oi! Hermione! What's a matter? You've been quiet all morning!" Ron asked. He sat next to his girlfriend Lavender, and Harry was seated with his girlfriend Parvati.
"Yeah Hermione...what's up?" Harry asked.
"Oh, it's nothing," she answered, "Oh, but Viktor sent an owl to me last night. He says Merry Christmas, and he hopes that we come and visit him soon."
Ron grinned, proud that he was friends with the famous and best Seeker in all of the wizard world. Hermione got up, and excused herself, saying that she had to finish up some Arithmacy homework. She was walking quickly and looking down, that she didn't even see that Draco was walking straight at her, his nose behind a quidditch book. They bumped into each other.
"Watch it Granger! You clumsy mudblood!" Malfoy growled.
"You watch it Malfoy!" She yelled.
"So where are your two bodyguards Potty and Weasel now Granger? They're not here to protect the wittle mudblood anymore," Malfoy mocked in a baby voice.
Hermione just raised her hand, and before Draco could even realize what was going to happen next, her hand came down, and slapped him. The force was so hard, that his pale face instantly showcased a red (and I mean red, as in a red tomato) hand imprint. He touched his cheek, not believing that she had just done that. Several Ravenclaws had just left the Great Hall and witnessed what had happened. They gasped, hardly believing that small, thin Hermione Granger, just slapped tall, musculer Draco Malfoy.
"You'll pay for that Granger, you filthy mudblood," he snarled. She ignored that and continued walking to her room. When she got to the picture of the knight that guarded the house, she screamed the password, "Mace Spikes", and stormed into the common room. Blaise was sitting on the black leather couch, reading a book, when she heard Hermione stomp into the room. Hermione let out a frustrated scream, then walked up the stairs and slammed the door.
"Woah, what happened to her?" Blaise asked to the empty room, her eyes wide with shock. Just then, Ron and Harry came barging threw the doors. They ran to their rooms, and came out almost instantly, each holding their brooms, and a thick cloak, for it was snowing outside.
"If Hermione comes up here, tell her we went to Hogsmead," Harry instucted Blaise, then leaving before she had the chance to tell them that Hermione was just upstairs.
"Hermione?" Blaise called, looking in the direction of the stairs. No answer.
"HERMIONE!" She bellowed.
"WHAT?" An extremely ticked off voice yelled back.
"RON AND HARRY SAID THAT THEY'RE GOING TO HOGSMEAD!"
"SO?" Came Hermione's answer.
"SO,MAYBE THEY WANT YOU TO MEET THEM THERE!" Blaise heard another scream of frustration before concetrating on her book.
"ARGH!!!!!! Why can't I just have some peace and quiet?!?!" She yelled, before plumping down on her bed. She accidently sat on Crookshanks tail, which sent Crookshanks sailing into the air, wailing in pain. She threw on a pair of jeans, and a black sweater, then put her hair in a high ponytail, before heading out. She flung open her door, and stomped downstairs. THUD. THUD.THUD. To Blaise, it might have well been a stampede of Hippogriffs.
"Hey Hermione, what's the matter?" Blaise hollered before the Head Girl left. Hermione spun around, her eyes as dark as night.
"You want to know what the matter is?" She said calmly, then her rage took over her, "DRACO MALFOY is the matter! I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM!"
With that, she made her way out of the Prefect House. Blaise just sat there, still staring at the door. She wasn't sure if that was Hermione Granger, or some odd creature that was in Hermione's body. This was the first time that she'd seen Hermione blow up like that.
Hermione walked to the Owlry, hoping to write to Viktor. The castle was still full with students, and once they saw a fuming Hermione, they all cleared the way for her. Once up in the Owlry, she sat in a coner, and pulled out a few pieces of parchment. Then she began to write.
Dear Viktor,
I'm so glad that I heard from you. And Merry Christmas to you too, and to Olga. I'm very pleased that you are happy, and I miss you so much everyday. If I haven't already told you, Harry and I are Head Boy and Head Girl! And Ron's a Prefect! We got the chance to plan the Yule Ball, and we just had it yesterday. Of course I remember that year that you were here. You dance very well yourself Viktor. I miss you so much, and I really just want to see you, and talk. I really miss that. You were and are so easy to talk to. I'm doing okay in school. Professor McGonagall has let me fast track and take a few advanced courses. But I'm really frustrated. Lately things have been going bad for me. I don't know if you still remember Draco Malfoy, that blonde-haired guy, that you used to sit with, when your school came here? Anyways, he's a pure-blood wizard, and as you already know, I'm a muggle-born witch. And Malfoy being...well 'Malfoy' hates Muggles (although I'm not quite sure why), and these past months he's just been picking on me, and I hate it! Just this morning, I was walking up to my house, when he bumped into me, and surprise, surprise, he blamed it on me. So I yelled at him, but things just got worse. He insulted Harry and Ron, then insulted me. That was the last straw, so I slapped him, then stormed off. I don't know what to do anymore Viktor. I can't ignore him anymore, cause he's everywhere! I have to spend every afternoon with him, cause he's in my class, then during breakfast, lunch and dinner, he's always there to insult me, or Harry or Ron. I don't expect you to write back soon, I just really needed someone to talk to. I really hope you have fun touring the world, and I too can't wait to see you again! And I can't wait to meet Olga! Tell her I say "hello".
Yours forever, your friend,
Hermione Granger
She sealed the letter, and placed it on the leg of a school owl, then sent it off. She watched it soar into the afternoon sky, and just sat there. It was quiet here, no one there to disrupt the peace, and certainly no Malfoy.
Or so she thought....
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Well...what y'all think? Don't forget to R&R!
-Baby T
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During breakfast that Sunday morning, Hermione was quiet, every now and then she would glance over at the Slytherin table, and look at Malfoy.
' It's not possible,' she keep thinking.
"Oi! Hermione! What's a matter? You've been quiet all morning!" Ron asked. He sat next to his girlfriend Lavender, and Harry was seated with his girlfriend Parvati.
"Yeah Hermione...what's up?" Harry asked.
"Oh, it's nothing," she answered, "Oh, but Viktor sent an owl to me last night. He says Merry Christmas, and he hopes that we come and visit him soon."
Ron grinned, proud that he was friends with the famous and best Seeker in all of the wizard world. Hermione got up, and excused herself, saying that she had to finish up some Arithmacy homework. She was walking quickly and looking down, that she didn't even see that Draco was walking straight at her, his nose behind a quidditch book. They bumped into each other.
"Watch it Granger! You clumsy mudblood!" Malfoy growled.
"You watch it Malfoy!" She yelled.
"So where are your two bodyguards Potty and Weasel now Granger? They're not here to protect the wittle mudblood anymore," Malfoy mocked in a baby voice.
Hermione just raised her hand, and before Draco could even realize what was going to happen next, her hand came down, and slapped him. The force was so hard, that his pale face instantly showcased a red (and I mean red, as in a red tomato) hand imprint. He touched his cheek, not believing that she had just done that. Several Ravenclaws had just left the Great Hall and witnessed what had happened. They gasped, hardly believing that small, thin Hermione Granger, just slapped tall, musculer Draco Malfoy.
"You'll pay for that Granger, you filthy mudblood," he snarled. She ignored that and continued walking to her room. When she got to the picture of the knight that guarded the house, she screamed the password, "Mace Spikes", and stormed into the common room. Blaise was sitting on the black leather couch, reading a book, when she heard Hermione stomp into the room. Hermione let out a frustrated scream, then walked up the stairs and slammed the door.
"Woah, what happened to her?" Blaise asked to the empty room, her eyes wide with shock. Just then, Ron and Harry came barging threw the doors. They ran to their rooms, and came out almost instantly, each holding their brooms, and a thick cloak, for it was snowing outside.
"If Hermione comes up here, tell her we went to Hogsmead," Harry instucted Blaise, then leaving before she had the chance to tell them that Hermione was just upstairs.
"Hermione?" Blaise called, looking in the direction of the stairs. No answer.
"HERMIONE!" She bellowed.
"WHAT?" An extremely ticked off voice yelled back.
"RON AND HARRY SAID THAT THEY'RE GOING TO HOGSMEAD!"
"SO?" Came Hermione's answer.
"SO,MAYBE THEY WANT YOU TO MEET THEM THERE!" Blaise heard another scream of frustration before concetrating on her book.
"ARGH!!!!!! Why can't I just have some peace and quiet?!?!" She yelled, before plumping down on her bed. She accidently sat on Crookshanks tail, which sent Crookshanks sailing into the air, wailing in pain. She threw on a pair of jeans, and a black sweater, then put her hair in a high ponytail, before heading out. She flung open her door, and stomped downstairs. THUD. THUD.THUD. To Blaise, it might have well been a stampede of Hippogriffs.
"Hey Hermione, what's the matter?" Blaise hollered before the Head Girl left. Hermione spun around, her eyes as dark as night.
"You want to know what the matter is?" She said calmly, then her rage took over her, "DRACO MALFOY is the matter! I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM!"
With that, she made her way out of the Prefect House. Blaise just sat there, still staring at the door. She wasn't sure if that was Hermione Granger, or some odd creature that was in Hermione's body. This was the first time that she'd seen Hermione blow up like that.
Hermione walked to the Owlry, hoping to write to Viktor. The castle was still full with students, and once they saw a fuming Hermione, they all cleared the way for her. Once up in the Owlry, she sat in a coner, and pulled out a few pieces of parchment. Then she began to write.
Dear Viktor,
I'm so glad that I heard from you. And Merry Christmas to you too, and to Olga. I'm very pleased that you are happy, and I miss you so much everyday. If I haven't already told you, Harry and I are Head Boy and Head Girl! And Ron's a Prefect! We got the chance to plan the Yule Ball, and we just had it yesterday. Of course I remember that year that you were here. You dance very well yourself Viktor. I miss you so much, and I really just want to see you, and talk. I really miss that. You were and are so easy to talk to. I'm doing okay in school. Professor McGonagall has let me fast track and take a few advanced courses. But I'm really frustrated. Lately things have been going bad for me. I don't know if you still remember Draco Malfoy, that blonde-haired guy, that you used to sit with, when your school came here? Anyways, he's a pure-blood wizard, and as you already know, I'm a muggle-born witch. And Malfoy being...well 'Malfoy' hates Muggles (although I'm not quite sure why), and these past months he's just been picking on me, and I hate it! Just this morning, I was walking up to my house, when he bumped into me, and surprise, surprise, he blamed it on me. So I yelled at him, but things just got worse. He insulted Harry and Ron, then insulted me. That was the last straw, so I slapped him, then stormed off. I don't know what to do anymore Viktor. I can't ignore him anymore, cause he's everywhere! I have to spend every afternoon with him, cause he's in my class, then during breakfast, lunch and dinner, he's always there to insult me, or Harry or Ron. I don't expect you to write back soon, I just really needed someone to talk to. I really hope you have fun touring the world, and I too can't wait to see you again! And I can't wait to meet Olga! Tell her I say "hello".
Yours forever, your friend,
Hermione Granger
She sealed the letter, and placed it on the leg of a school owl, then sent it off. She watched it soar into the afternoon sky, and just sat there. It was quiet here, no one there to disrupt the peace, and certainly no Malfoy.
Or so she thought....
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Well...what y'all think? Don't forget to R&R!
-Baby T