Chapter 9
I don't own Harry Potter :)
So how am I doing?
She turned around and saw three people.
Lucious Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, and a woman who she assumed was Malfoy's Mother.
She felt the others crowd in behind her.
"Well hello how are you?", asked Mr. Weasley, in a polite tone.
Lucious smiled and said,"I'm well. This is my wife Narcissa. And I'm sure you know my son Draco. How are. . . . . ."
Draco interrupted his father by saying,"We were personally invited by Fudge."
He smirked like they should be applauding at this piece of news.
His father pushed him back beside him and stated.
"There is no need to boast Draco, at least not in this company."
And with a sneer at Hermione they moved off.
She sat there and took a breath.
Why do I always let them get to me?
It shouldn't matter what they think or say.
But it does.
As she stood there she heard others move off to their seats and when she looked up it was just her and Mr. Weasley.
He put a hand on her shoulder.
"Hermione dear. . . . you of all people should know that when Malfoy talks, one should not listen. We start listening to them and we may catch their stupidity."
She laughed and nodded.
He looked down at her with a look as if to say "You good now?"
She smiled at him and got one in return.
Really she knew he was right.
She should learn to tune the Malfoy's out when they talk.
It's never something good that comes out of their mouths.
Turning around she walked to her seat beside Billand sat down.
Ok now that, that is over we can finally get started.
Things have been so eventful.
Hope nothing else happens.
Someone sat down in the seat on her right and said,"This seat taken?"
Why does that voice sound familiar?
Looking up she sighed. . . . she should have known. . . . .
Review please and hopefully keep reading :)