Draco just stands there, at the doorway for some time, just staring at Hermione Granger. He sighs, shallows his pride and walks across the room, keeping his cold gray eyes on "THE MUDDBLOOD".

Hermione looks up, with a smile at first but then she sees who it is, and the smiles slips off her face. "What do you want Malfoy? To make fun of me? My hair? My teeth? What Malfoy?" "I only. . . . oh never mind, MUDDBLOOD!!!!" Rose stands up and looks Draco right in the eyes. "You listen to me right now, Draco Malfoy. I am sick of listening to you and what you have to say. No one really cares. Well, no one that matters anyway. And another thing, if I so happened to hear you say that damn word one more time around me, I'll punch you so hard, you'll be knocked into next month. You got that? Or do you want me to say it a little slower for you?"

"Blow it out your." Before Draco can even get out the last word, Rose punches him, right in the jaw, with a right hook.

"Just one more thing, Malfoy, just one more thing."

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(A/N/: Sorry to leave it at that, I just can't think of anything else. If anyone of you have a great idea, then just e-mail me at taitkkenmatt@hotmail.com or pacey1fan@yahoo.com thanks for reading it. Look for another one of my stories soon, it will be called "Here to say I'm sorry.")