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"I swear to god if you drop me" Hermione said, as Draco shifted her higher into the tree. "Calm down granger, just hurry up and pick an apple" Draco replied, trying to keep his balance. "But Draco, it needs to be perfect!" Hermione continued, reachingas
high as she could to grab the perfect apple. "M'ione they're all the exact same" he said angrily, now grabbing Hermione waist and pushing her up higher. "I need to go up higher" said Hermione grabbing onto a gargantuan branch "I'll be back down ina
minute" she continued, pulling herself onto the tree. "M'ione, be careful!" Drac said wearily, as Hermione climbed further into he tree.
About thirty seconds later, Hermione saw the love of her life, a ruby red, mouth watering, savoured, juicy apple. Hermione crawled forward quickly to reach the ominously perfect apple, when something, horrific caught her eye, Hermione worst fear. A long,green,
fully grown, grasshopper, was staring directly into Hermione she should, ready for the kill. Hermione called for Draco, telling him she was going to jump. But that's when the grasshopper beat Hermione forward. AHHHHHH! The grass hopper flungforward
/onto Hermion, who fell backwards, plummeting to the ground... Until Malfoy caught her that Hermione was in no mood to talk. She ran and ran and ran back to the fig tree that Draco and Hermione climbed out of from Malfoys window to pick
these apples. Soon enough Draco caught up.
" 'Mione!" Draco said, putting his hands around her waist. "What's wrong, what is it?" He asked. Hermione hesitated "there was a grasshopper and it was going to eat me Iswear, I'm afraid of grasshoppers, and now I'm rambling on but -" Hermione was
/cut off from her rampage of quickly speaking, by Draco who said "Grasshoppers?" He said "you'reafraid of grasshoppers?" Hermione squished her face into an awkward mess, and nodded nervously. " BAHAHAHAHA" he screamed holding his stomach. Malfoy
/grabbed Hermione, and flipped her onto his back, and headed back to the tree. "Draco?" Hermione asks. "What?" He replied. "You're afraid of penguins to?" He laughed. Hermione kicked him In the gut. "we forgot the apple" hhermione said, but Draco
/did not stop walking, "well, it's not worth it, it's spring, grasshoppers are nesting" Draco teased, and they made their way up the tree...
Hermione was now aloud to walk around the house,under careful supervision of Draco of course. Harry and Ron, had been moved to the room next to the kitchens, so the house lives could feed them, as they were not of Lucius Malfoys concern. Draco previously
/told Hermione to stay in the west wing, as she did. She casually walked up and down the passages of the west hall, until she came across a peculiaur room.
The room was bare, and had no colour. It was ugly, plain, and boring, until Hermione saw something she noticed, but only had she seen them in books. A pensive, a slender goblet which would show you that if someone memories, to witness them,to relive
/them. As Hermione stepped closer, and looked into the silvery substance, it seemed as though a memory of- it was very hard to see- maybe a battle?- swimming inside of it. So Hermione did, once again, what Hermione did best, and let her mind explore,
/and stuck her head in the pensive.
