I am so terribly sorry I wrote that her necklace was with sapphires, because it is not. It's emeralds, of course, like in the wizard of oz where nearly all of Dorothys friends are turned into green-things (emeralds)… Sorry again and thanks for noticing my mistake, Claire Belle °smile°
Well, thank you for your wonderfull reviews, you guys rock! All of you! BUT:
Expacially notdapunkprincess, who reviewed every single chapter so far (okay, this one is only the sixth one, but still it shows loyality °exaggerate°
Tears-That-Fall and Celi also reviewed a lot (if you already can speak of 'a lot' by six chapters…)
Oh, and: cloudlessnight: Thank you!!!!! That was sooooo sweet °jumping up and down°
and I'm giving Cookies to all of you… anyone a coffee with his cookie?
Well, and special thank-yous to my dear Kitty Tricia Malfoy, who's my best friend in real life and who could be a bit nicer to my boyfriend and who could be a bit nicer these days, anyway… Bitchy little thing…
Well, whatever: Hugs and kisses, luv you all!!
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Draco saw a confused Hermione stumbling out of the shop "What's the matter? I don't want to be seen with a mudblood that is insane, for merlins sake!"
"Uhm… yeah everything's… alright, I…" Suddenly a grin sneaked on her face and Draco saw her fingers grabbing his cigarette and when she inhaled deeply, he stared while she closed her eyes. "Ah, great…"
She handed the cigarette back to him and Draco took it, still staring.
Hermione turned her back to him, humming to herself. Draco cursed and took a few steps to catch up with her "Granger… Your strange…"
"And fascinating?"
"You're strange"
Hermione just grinned.
When they arrived in the heads common room, they found Emilie, staring into the fireplace
"Amy… What're you doin' here?"
"Where have you been?"
"That's none of your business, babe"
"No? Well, I talked to Pansy and…"
Hermione grinned. Pansy really was into this…
"You did WHAT? Talking to people about me behind my back?"
"No, I just wanted to know if…"
"STALKING me???"
"I…" Emilie suddenly looked like a kicked puppy… or maybe a three-year-old who had just coloured the white walls with his red pen…
Draco paced around the room, swearing and Emilies eyes wandered over to Hermione
"Leave us, mudblood. You're not worth to…"
"You're not the one to command her, Amy. You should beg not to be kicked out"
She went quiet again and Hermione smiled to herself. This was interesting…
"You know what, Amy? You're a bitch and I don't need anyone near me like you. Leave."
Emilie stared first at him, then at Hermione "I…"
"Emilie Judith Connor, I told you to leave. Now do as I told you"
Emilie stood up "I… but… Drakie…"
"No 'I's, not 'but's and no 'Drakie's. You are no use to me! Go! And don't talk to me, you're worthless"
When Emile ran out, crying her heart out, Hermione shook with laughter and Draco stared at her. First sinister. Then confused. Then slightly amused. And then rocking back and forth with laughter. When Hermione saw that, she stopped laughing, but Draco didn't. He went over to his bedroom, slammed the door shut and laughed. He just laughed and laughed for no other reason than the fact that he was free to do as he pleased because he didn't care what others thought.
Hermione shook her head. That was strange.
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Yeah, I know, it was short, but better than keep waiting, no?