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Chapter Five- Tag-Along Mudblood

((Draco's Point of View))

The next day I had finished talking to McGonagall, we had a meeting the following night, she had asked me to tell Granger about it also.

As I stepped into that disgustfully perfect Common Room, I saw her once again reading. How strange...Not!

"Granger, we have a meeting tomorrow night at 8:00. You better not be late, wait, why would you be late? What other thing would you be doing besides reading....you have no friends anyways...do you?" I laughed casually starting to make my way to the staircase that led to my dormitory.

She stared angrily at me.

"Speak of the devil." She muttered.

"I have more friends than you think...who do you have?" Stopping and looking at her with a bit of curiosity.

"Harry and Ron."

I snorted.

"What?!?" She shrieked at me.

"Nothing well, it's just that I'd prefer not having friends than being a tag-along."

"I am not a tag-along!"

"Granger, I thought you were smarter!"

"W-w-what are you talking about?"

"Haven't you ever felt...left out? That Potter and Weasel have something to talk about, maybe quidditch or Hogsmeade? And you're just the tag-along that helps them with their homework?"

I laughed at her.

"Th-that's not true! I'm always with them!"

"Whatever you say mudblood, but don't you realize what they're doing? Just using you...but oh well, you're problem..."

"What do you care Malfoy?" she yelled at me.

"I don't. Just thought you should use your brain once in a while."

I left her and walked up to my room to get ready for diner. As I walked upstairs her eyes followed me. I smiled; my plan was already in process.

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((Hermione's Point of View))

That Malfoy! What was he planning? Just then, Ron stepped into the common room.

"Hey Hermione."

"Hi Ron," I'll show that Malfoy. "Do you want to hang out tonight with Harry. Like old times?"

Ron gave me a strange stare.

"Oh-uh, sorry, before dinner, Harry and I are going to play quidditch and afterwards, we're playing Wizards chess with Dean, Seamus and Neville."

I felt a great lump in my stomach. Malfoy was right.

"Oh, ok..." My voice trailed on.

I stared at my feet, I felt horrible.

Ron walked into this dormitory and came back out with his broom. When he left I closed my eyes. He was right.

I walked up to Malfoy's dormitory, I gave a small knock, and there was no answer. I let my hand drop to the handle. It was unlocked. I slowly and calmly pushed the door open and stepped inside.

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((Draco's Point of view))

I turned around.

"What are you doing here Granger? Weasley just left."

"I-I know, I wanted to talk to you."

"Ugh! I don't have time for this, my time is precious I cannot waste it on speaking to such a filth."

"You're right, I'm just a tag-along." She said ignoring my comment.

I gave her an evil smile. Ha! This was absolutely remarkable.

"I hate to say it, but I told you...I was right, you were wrong. Funny..." I smirked.

"I did not come here for you to be all smug about it! I-I want...your help."

I laughed.

"And tell me Granger, why would I help a weak, vulnerable, powerless mudblood if I may ask. It's ridiculous!" I continued laughing.

I turned around and continued writing my letter to my mother.

"Granger, the perfect little mudblood wants my help!" It was hilarious; she was falling for a ridiculous game I was playing on her. She was landing right where I wanted her. In a few weeks, she'd be eating out of the palm of my hand!

"Why did I even bother coming here, I should have known, only idiots like you would be so-" She was already starting to turn around when I interrupted her.

"Wait Granger, I'll help you. I have pity on you."

I finished tying the letter to Devil, my owl, and followed Granger into the Common Room.

"You're right; I've always been idiot Granger that actually believed they were my friends. But really, they were just using me! I just helped them get good grades!" She said lowering her voice.

"Can't blame you, only mudbloods would be so thick." I said casually, placing my arms behind my neck.

"I think that's getting pretty lame, Malfoy Ferret!" She said putting emphasis on the word Ferret.

"Oh well I think it's getting pretty lame saying Ferret don't you think mudblood?"

There. She shut up.

"Anyways...they're always having all sorts of fun, and I'm just studying...or helping them study! I was the one that helped Harry have all those wonderful ideas for fighting against Vol-Voldemort." She stuttered when saying his name. My heart beat faster as she mentioned him. I tried to clam down and put and end to this part of the conversation.

"When I was five years old, my father told me that evil is to have power. Haven't you ever wanted to have that power to a lot of people have here?"

She nodded.

"It isn't bad being evil; it's just a way to be. Everyone's afraid of you and you have control over most things and most importantly, you have power! Wouldn't you like to get revenge on Potty and Weasel for they've been doing to you for the past 5 years?"

"Now that I think of it...I'd love to." She said...smirking...

I smiled evilly at her. Perfect.

"I need your help Malfoy."

I hesitated.

"Fine. Whatever." I stood up. "But that doesn't mean we're friends, I'm not about to make peace with a pathetic little mudblood." I said looking disgusted.

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((Hermione's Point of View))

After he left, I walked out into the corridor and slowly made my way down to the Great Hall. Oh, this was going to be a very different year. I could tell, I was starting to feel it and it was just so overwhelming, how I was going to do something that for several months I had felt. I was going to finally get revenge on them. But tonight, I couldn't be too obvious, I was going to act almost the same way as always...but different. I reached the Great Hall and walked over to the same place we always sat. Ron and Harry were already there.

"Hullo Hermione." Ron said cheerfully.

I looked up at him.

"Hullo Ron, Harry." I said plainly.

Harry had a book in his hand, he was reading it, trying to scribble something down on a piece of parchment and eat at the same time.

"Hemonechanyushelpuswishourhomeworsh?" Ron said, his mouth full, I couldn't understand him a bit.

"Pardon?" I responded raising an eyebrow.

"Can you help us with our homework?" Harry and Ron repeated at the same time.

I looked at them. "No." I replied bluntly.

Harry and Ron stared at me astonished.

"B-b-but why? You always help us!" Ron bellowed his ears turning red.

I glanced over at the Slytherin table and saw Malfoy watching me closely, he winked and smirked and went back to eating.

"Precisely, I have much more important things to do. Resides, you should start doing your own homework for a change."