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The next few days were a blur. The funeral preparations were made. Hermione was not
surprised to see her father's death mentioned in the Daily Prophet. It was after all
somewhat strange..the green light and all. Mrs. Weasley sent her a card and a chocolate
pie. Harry and Ron also sent sympathy letters. The day of the funeral arrived. It was a
cloudy day. The only positive thing about her father's death was that it made it
easier to forget about the alley..and the rape. She shook her head to clear the thought.
Why is all of this happening to me? Hermione checked herself in the mirror. She was
donned out it black. She even added black eyeliner to her pale face. I look dead.
Hermione comforted her mother before leaving. Her mother was still in a sort of
shock. -------------The funeral seemed to go on for hours. Many tears fell. Hermione's
eyes stung from crying. After the funeral, Mrs. Granger was hugging someone
Hermione didn't know. Hermione decided to take a walk. She waved to her mum,
signaling her departure. Mrs. Granger gave a tired nod as Hermione walked off. She
needed time alone. I'm always alone, though. After about thirty minutes of
pointless walking, she bumped into someone. "OW! Oh! I'm sorry!" she murmured.
She looked up to find a pair of pale blue eyes looking down at her. "Granger? What the
bloody hell are you doing?" Draco Malfoy demanded. "Umm, walking, what's it look
like, genius?" she said hotly. She saw him look over her, his eyes pausing on her
recently developed breasts. This is very uncomfortable. "If you're quite done
looking at me, I'll be going now, Malfoy," she said. Draco seemed to come to his
senses. "Me? Look at you? What the fuck ever, Mudblood. In your dreams, maybe," he
said cruelly. "I'm Head Boy this year, so you get to look at ME anytime you want! Ha!
Not really, I don't want a filthy thing like you looking at me!" he added. "No! You can't
be Head Boy! I don't want to share a room with you!" Hermione shouted. "Well, you
can't always have what you want," Draco said coolly. He turned and walked off, leaving
a very upset Hermione behind him. My life couldn't get any worse.
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