Ok, this isn't as long as I'd like it to be, only I've got masses of
homework to do, and, like always, I've left it to the last minute! I'll try
and update as soon as possible! And I'd just like to say thank you so much
to Cinnamon, Uglinessrox55, Kristina, Fleur Delacour, and BeatrixTribal for
reviewing - you guys are the best!
Disclaimer: It's not mine. I wish it was. But alas it is not.
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"What makes you think I won't?" Hermione snarled, whipping her wand out.
Draco appeared relatively unfazed by Hermione's threat, but was mildly apprehensive. After all, she had slapped him in their third year. But he couldn't let his reputation go gurgling down the drain because of some know- it-all mudblood.
"'Cause only a stupid mudblood would mess with me," Draco replied coolly. "Oh wait, lets see. You're stupid, and you're a mudblood. Guess you qualify."
Crabbe and Goyle sniggered appreciatively. After all, Draco thought, the 'incident' had happened three years ago. Granger didn't have enough guts to take him on now. He wasn't the puny brat that he had once been. Muscles had formed all over his now athletic body - Lucius didn't want a wimp for a son.
Hermione's eyes flashed menacingly, but a certain red-haired woman interrupted their 'chat'.
"What's going on here?" Mrs. Weasley asked sharply.
"Granger was going to take me on," Draco replied smoothly, a smug smile upon his face. "Not that she ever could."
"Go hang yourself Malfoy!" Hermione spat back. The nerve of that ignorant, selfish -
"That's enough!" Mrs. Weasley snapped. "I think you'd both better get on the train before I decide to curse you both myself!"
"I'll be seeing you Granger," Draco smirked.
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Hermione opened her eyes slowly as she grew accustomed to the bright morning sunshine that streamed in through the windows. She yawned before hauling herself out of bed. Hermione showered and dressed quickly, and almost ran to the Great Hall - she didn't want to be late for lessons! Ron handed her the new Gryffindor timetable as she sat down.
"Thanks," Hermione said, surprised - she was normally down in the hall before either Harry or Ron.
She munched on a piece of toast while examining her lessons.
"Ron, you idiot," Hermione laughed, "This is the wrong timetable!"
Ron looked gloomily at her. "No it's not."
"But we've got Slytherin for Potions, Charms and Care of Magical Creatures!" She cried.
"We're gonna be seeing a lot more of Malfoy from now on," Harry sighed.
Hermione groaned, and Ron added a very unhelpful comment that she certainly didn't want to hear.
"Plus we've got potions first. Snape and Malfoy: double the fun."
Disclaimer: It's not mine. I wish it was. But alas it is not.
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"What makes you think I won't?" Hermione snarled, whipping her wand out.
Draco appeared relatively unfazed by Hermione's threat, but was mildly apprehensive. After all, she had slapped him in their third year. But he couldn't let his reputation go gurgling down the drain because of some know- it-all mudblood.
"'Cause only a stupid mudblood would mess with me," Draco replied coolly. "Oh wait, lets see. You're stupid, and you're a mudblood. Guess you qualify."
Crabbe and Goyle sniggered appreciatively. After all, Draco thought, the 'incident' had happened three years ago. Granger didn't have enough guts to take him on now. He wasn't the puny brat that he had once been. Muscles had formed all over his now athletic body - Lucius didn't want a wimp for a son.
Hermione's eyes flashed menacingly, but a certain red-haired woman interrupted their 'chat'.
"What's going on here?" Mrs. Weasley asked sharply.
"Granger was going to take me on," Draco replied smoothly, a smug smile upon his face. "Not that she ever could."
"Go hang yourself Malfoy!" Hermione spat back. The nerve of that ignorant, selfish -
"That's enough!" Mrs. Weasley snapped. "I think you'd both better get on the train before I decide to curse you both myself!"
"I'll be seeing you Granger," Draco smirked.
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Hermione opened her eyes slowly as she grew accustomed to the bright morning sunshine that streamed in through the windows. She yawned before hauling herself out of bed. Hermione showered and dressed quickly, and almost ran to the Great Hall - she didn't want to be late for lessons! Ron handed her the new Gryffindor timetable as she sat down.
"Thanks," Hermione said, surprised - she was normally down in the hall before either Harry or Ron.
She munched on a piece of toast while examining her lessons.
"Ron, you idiot," Hermione laughed, "This is the wrong timetable!"
Ron looked gloomily at her. "No it's not."
"But we've got Slytherin for Potions, Charms and Care of Magical Creatures!" She cried.
"We're gonna be seeing a lot more of Malfoy from now on," Harry sighed.
Hermione groaned, and Ron added a very unhelpful comment that she certainly didn't want to hear.
"Plus we've got potions first. Snape and Malfoy: double the fun."