Hey, sorry guys, that it took so long! But I was grounded!
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"Come in, Ms. Granger." Said the stranger.
Hermione smiled and stepped into his house. "What is your name, I don't think you've told me."
The stranger didn't answer, but led her to a living room, holding the door open for her.
Hermione didn't know if it was on purpose, or by accident, that he was covering half of the doorway. With her slim figure, she slipped past him.
Hermione sat down and looked around. It was kind of gloomy, depressed-looking.
"So what was your name?" she asked again.
The stranger ignored her, and suddenly about 4 people in cloaks appeared around him. Then, quickly, the stranger waved his wand. Nothing happened, but the stranger smiled wickedly.
Hermione was getting scared now, she reached into her pocket, but her wand wasn't there.
The stranger had it in his hand, and was twirling it around.
"My name is Blaise Zabini." He said, as his companions tied her up.
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"…And you are further convicted of kidnapping Mrs. Ginny Potter, and threatening to rape her. Do you have anything to say?" asked Fudge rather lazily.
Malfoy spat, and shook his head.
"then…all who find him guilty, raise your hands!"
The Wizengamot raised their hands simultaneously.
"Okay, I see you are found guilty. Your sentence is…death."
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Ron felt horrible. Of course he had known what she had wanted. But what was he supposed to say? "Okay Hermione, let's get married. Is that a good enough to make up for getting drunk and puking on the floor?"
What should he do? He thought about really buying a necklace, but he knew she wouldn't appreciate that.
He flopped down on a chair in the kitchen and sat there, staring at a cookbook.
A cookbook…
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