A/N- Well, here's the next chappie for you. I'm not particularly fond of this one, but I like the next two. In any case, they'll be up ASAP.
Disclaimer-I don't own squat.
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-Fearless-
-Chapter II-
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'Why do you say that?' Hermione asked a few days later. She hadn't spoken a word to Malfoy, nor he to her, since his comment the other day. Still, it took him only a moment to realize what she was talking about.
'Ah, still sore about that, I see. Well, eminent Mudblood, I said it because it's true. I mean, honestly. Look at you!'
'What! I- There's nothing wrong with me!'
'I beg to differ, highness. I could go on for days about all the things wrong with you. However, I don't think you would be interested, and I certainly don't want to waste my breath on someone so apathetic. Or, should I say, afraid?'
'What is it with you and my being afraid? I told you, I'm not afraid of anything.'
'You, my lady, are knee deep in the sands of denial. Knee deep.'
Hermione shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
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