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Chapter 9: The truth is no stranger
"I had to repay you sometime..." he said deeply.
Blaise sniggered, "What-what is this, honestly? Some kind joke?" he scoffed, "Who are you anyway?" he
looked at Hermione.
"Like I'd tell you, you worthless maggot!" she spat.
"Oh, is that all you got?" he raised a brow.
"Well you should know better than to try to get on to a girl without even knowing her name!" Hermione
now didn't know if she should run away or help this fellow. Does she think...who she thinks he is?
She gulped and tried to say something defensive. Blaise was mumbling something...
"Nice necklace," He clutched a silver necklace in his hands.
"That necklace...." Hermione whispered to no one in particular.
"Leave, now!"
Blaise snapped his head back to Hermione; "Have you two met?"
"I'm...not sure," Hermione replied softly.
"Go!"
Hermione was about to turn her heel when-
"Where do you think your going?" Blaise smirked, "Did you think I was done with you?" he paused with a
wider grin, "...mudblood"
Hermione's face turned red and she was fuelled with anger. She clutched her fists tightly and felt the urge
to hit the bastard. She ran towards him, but someone's arm stopped her.
"Let me," the still-familiar boy simple walked up to Blaise and smashed his strong fist against Zabini's
face.
Blaise wobbled but eventually he got back into place. "So we've got ourself a hero," he wiped his bloody
nose with his bare hands, "Eh, Malfoy?"
She looked at this stranger whom she's bumped into many times, with a bitter expression on her face, "I
knew a boy who once called me that," she said in a faint voice.
"You don't belong here" Malfoy or so they say, demanded. Blaise shook his head as he mocked them
both. He pushed Malfoy's shoulders and teased him. Why wasn't Malfoy doing anything? Despite the fact
that he seems changed, Hermione could clearly remember Zabini and Malfoy were good friends.
"Of course" she said. No one was stopping her. The exasperated Hermione turned her heel and walked off.
As she reached the gate, she noticed a sign that she hadn't notice before.
Welcome to Knockturn Alley, it read.
She stomped off until she reached the brightness, unaware of the fact that still wore.... an enemy's sweater.
...
As she got out, she left Diagon Alley and couldn't stop thinking about what just happened back there.
Was this really the Malfoy she once knew? The Draco Malfoy, I'm-the-best, My-father-is-rich, Don't-mess-with-me-because-I'm-a-pureblood-and-rich, one? The Draco Malfoy, as Hermione distinctly remember, who called her a Mudblood?
She thought of something else, What if it was a different Malfoy? She paused, How many Draco Malfoy's do you know!? Who has a disgusting nipple ring and a silver necklace?
Hermione was going mad. She couldn't think because it was too disturbing. Why did the hipocrit punch
Zabini in the face, for calling her a Mudblood?
She rested herself in her bed and changed into her teddy bear jammies. She lied in her bed as she
noticed something lying on her floor- Why did he lend her his sweater?
'I had to repy you sometime' kept running in her mind, over, and over, and over.
The confused Hermione left the thoughts running in her mind, as she slept peacefully that night.
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