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Hermione Granger was Head Girl.
She was part of the "Golden Trio" and one out of a few who helped directly defeat Voldemort and his followers. She was an idol to some in the wizarding world, a hero. And even though that could really go to somebody's head, she didn't let it. It never really had that kind of effect on her.
She still maintained her grades after the war, even after all that was lost. She tried to encourage both the younger and older students to keep their heads up. She worked hard.
Then she had to be stuck with Zabini for the rest of the year.
She had expected, or hoped, that she'd receive just a small break from the universe. Wasn't that her Karma? Didn't she deserve that much after everything she'd done?
What exactly was she being punished for?
Hermione flopped down at the Gryffindor table with a sigh and laid her head on the table top.
"Hey Hermione, what's up?" Ginny asked her.
"Mnphf." She moaned.
Harry and Ron shared a look. Harry smirked. "Blaise that bad?"
Hermione picked up her head and scowled. "How did he become Head Boy? How?!"
"By being a conniving manipulative worm, I'd imagine." Ron suggested.
"I want to know how he doesn't get caught." Harry said.
Ginny took a sip of pumpkin juice. "He's too smart for that. He knows what he's doing."
"Got a thing for Zabini now, do you?" Ron teased.
Ginny shot him a disgusted look. "Do I look that dumb to you, Ronald?" She growled.
Hermione looked over at the Slytherin table where Zabini was sitting. "Blaise is a player, and a known heartbreaker. Any girl that likes him is too dumb to read the signs."
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