Chapter 3
He-no. No. Harry was not right, it simply couldn't be, Malfoy was a school bully NOT a death eater.
'Oh come on Hermione! You saw it with your own eyes, you can't deny it anymore.' Hermione thought to herself sternly.
"AHH!" Hermione yelled to her empty dorm room out of frustration.
Nothing was right! Ron was with stupid Lavender Brown, Harry was right and Hermione felt more alone than she ever had since coming to Hogwarts. It wasn't supposed to go like this, it just...wasn't.
'Think of something productive, Hermione, not stupid Ron or his stupid girlfriend.' Hermione silently told herself.
Malfoy. What was she going to do about him...he was a danger to everyone here. Yet he gave off a, dare she say it, vibe. He just didn't look willing, well willing or not he was so what was she to do about him? She could tell someone, but she, as far as she could decipher, was the only one who knew who would tell. No, that's just endangering herself. She could confront him, but he'd probably hex her...or worse. No, that would just be stupid. She could follow him again...she would just be more careful...she would hide and stay there this time.
"That could work." she guessed, speaking out loud.
Draco was in his dorm room pacing. Blaise Zabini, Draco's best friend, was sitting on his bed watching and trying to figure out what was bothering Draco so much.
"Is it that mission thing?" Blaise finally guessed.
"Kind of." Was all Draco said in reply.
"So, it's not just that…" Blaise studied Draco for a few moments longer. "Someone found you out." Blaise said with a satisfied nod.
"Bloody hell, you're psychic!" Draco sneered. Blaise shrugged this off, having dealt with Draco's sarcasm since they were three years old.
"Who was it?" Blaise asked a evil glint in his eyes, the one he got when he wanted to know something and would usually stop at nothing to find out.
"The mudblood." Draco practically snarled.
"THE mudblood or A mudblood?" Blaise questioned.
"The." Draco said shortly.
"Ah, Hermione Granger, spoilsport, know-it all, mudblood, the only mudblood that gets under your skin…" Blaise winked.
Blaise had this insane idea that Draco fancied Granger; yeah right! She was a know-it all, her hair was frizzed, she was a mudblood and she was one of the Golden trio. Her best friend was Potter for crying out loud!
"Shut up Blaise." Draco snarled. "I need a walk." Draco started storming out.
"How? You've done about 5k pacing!" Blaise yelled, but he was cut off by the door slamming. "Love you too, mate" Blaise said sarcastically.
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