Bleary eyed, Hermione opened the door. The insistent bell ringing stopped. Halfway through, Hermione actually opened her eyes, and nearly closed the door. All her muscles froze.
"It really has been long, hasn't it, Granger", the visitor stated amiably as she pushed the door open and entered herself, "Sixth year, I think"
Still mentally frozen, Hermione closed the door and turned back to the guest, who continued to remniscence, "Remember the good days, when Draco would call you a Mudblood, and earlier in our years you would come to the bathroom to escape him and-"
"Shut up", Hermione quietly stepped forward, and her voice grew stronger, "And get the hell out of my house" Acting as though she hadn't heard, the guest turned her inspection to a vase of flowers. She picked up the card among the roses' thorns and read it silently.
"What else has your dear Draco bought you, Mudblood?", she was still turned towards the wall, but her voice had changed drastically.
"You see that thing with the hinges? Use it", Hermione took a step closer to the guest, who turned faster than Hermione thought was possible.
"Stay away from Draco Malfoy, or I'll make you"
"Get out!", The guest stormed through the door and slammed it. The vase, which she had pulled to the edge, dropped to the floor.
Instead of shattering, two petals fell off. Hermione searched for small card which came with the flowers. A new one replaced it.
A.G.
Whoever can guess who the guest was gets a special shoutout in the next chapter! R&E&R!