Pt. 10
Professor McGongagall's hand gave me a small squeeze as Hermoine wailed into the room. She had tears running down her face like a waterfall. Professor let go of my shoulder and left the room before Hermoine had the chance to say anything.
"Uh- bit*h," she sighed and took a seat down next to me. She smelled like a bathroom, meaning she must've been with Moaning Myrtle. "How are you?"
"Grand Granger, just grand," I responded sarcastically. The truth was I was sh*t and why shouldn't I be? Pansy's now 3 months pregnant, everyone knows now about her and Flint's little fiasco and they all egg her to death. She's having a sh*t time as well.
Hermoine leaned her head against my shoulder carefully, trying not to piss me off. She took my hand and kissed it softly.
"I'm here for you Draco, even if you don't want me to be."
A/N: yes- short but all the same- oh well. I LOVE REPLIES!
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