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Draco's .
I watched Jean go upstairs and slam her door shut. 'What's her problem?' I thought to myself.
I then walked upstairs to my room. I closed my door and laid down in my bed.
Why does she remind me of Granger? I mean sure her words were similar to the one's Granger called me but they don't look alike at all. I mean Jean has gray eyes like mine but Granger had those warm brown eyes.
Wait a minute; did I just call Granger's eyes warm? No, no that was the difference between Rosewood and Granger. That's all; I couldn't possibly call her eyes warm. It was impossible. Me, calling a mudblood, no wait a muggleborn's eyes warm. And that muggleborn being Granger. No, just the difference talking.
Though I knew I would never admit it out loud, but I admire Granger. Not only for helping in the war, but for being brave and facing filthy Bellatrix. I remember the day when Bella tortured Granger. I wanted to help her, to hold her and tell her everything was all right. But I couldn't because at that moment nothing was all right.
And now it was but I had no clue where Granger was. I tried looking for her but nothing ever came of it. I read in the Daily Prophet once that she went blind. I felt sorry for her. I knew I wasn't before and that I shouldn't even be now. But the war was over. My father was in Azkaban, and I was free from all those cruel and vicious thought processes.
I wanted to ask Granger, Potter, and Weasel for forgiveness of my cruel insults in the past but when I went to them Granger was never there. It was always that new girl Rosewood. Plus, Weasel would always try to hex me.
Potter on the other hand was more civil than the Weasel. He accepted we both forgot the past. I asked about Granger and he would change the topic. I didn't know where she was or what she was doing. All I knew was that she was blind. Everybody was looking for her but nobody found her.
Well I don't give a fuck about what they think or what they do. I am going to find her and bring her back so that she can be head girl instead of that Rosewood girl. Sure she was somewhat pretty but Granger was way better. She had that curly brown hair, those warm eyes, and those witty comebacks. Granger was also very intelligent. In fact the one thing that actually made my day better was the fact that she was my competition.
The fact that she was always there, answering all those questions correctly, being a teacher's pet, made my days better. I would always answer quickly before she could say anything to make her pissed at me. It did work because otherwise I don't think I would have even gotten those icy cold glares from her that could kill a person.
Even though I would get them, I would smirk, which would make her red all over from anger.
'Your falling for Granger and hard!' said a voice in the back of my head.
'NO! I am not falling for her; I just admire her from a distance. A long distance that will be shortened in matter of time.
I have to find her. I don't care what they say, I have to. I need to find her and ask her what the hell happened that made her blind. I need to ask her why she never came back to Hogwarts and couldn't be head girl. That's it. Tomorrow when I wake up, I am going to the ministry to find out where the hell is she.
With that I lay in bed and let sleep take me away.
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