A.N. — Hermione stole the ingredients necessary for brewing Polyjuice Potion on this date. She had to wait a week to attend the Duelling Club, where she grabbed one, last, fateful, hair to add to the potion.
344. Millicent Bulstrode
Halfbloods in Slytherin weren't unheard of. Creature lineage, though, was kept under wraps. Unfortunately for Millicent Bulstrode, her appearance betrayed her ancestry.
She was the tallest in her year and could comfortably bench press any fellow classmate if needed. But Millicent couldn't take solace in her strength when it served to single her out further. If she'd been a boy, her bulk would've been less remarkable, her lack of looks a non-issue. Despite some troll blood in her veins, her brains were just fine. Instead, everyone thought her thick — physically and mentally. Breaking them would just prove their aspersions right.
A.N. 2 — This drabble, more than any since, Irma Pince's, owes debts to other fanfics. Sweet and Studies by cheshire_carroll, The Inviolable Rights of Hospitality by saavik13, and Five Times Mill Bullstrode Came Out by disamphigory are all on AO3, and all have nods in this chapter.