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Writers notes: Thanks to everyone for the reviews and follows, and thanks to my wonderful beta WizardSmurf.
Hermione was a young woman who lived in a small little village. She was spending the day inside her house reading a book when there was a knock on her door. Hermione got up and walked over to see who it was, and to her great displeasure it was McLaggen. Who just, without asking, rudely walked inside her house with his dirty boots dragging mud everywhere.
"McLaggen what a surprise," Hermione said sarcastically, as McLaggen grabs the book from her hands and throws it away.
"Hermione, why waste time with foolish old books when you have the greatest gift in the world," McLaggen leered.
"Really? And what would that be," Hermione glared at the man, who didn't seems to take the hint.
"Hermione, you silly girl." McLaggen smiled again, "The prefect gift is the gift of McLaggen," He said showing off his muscles, to a very uninterested Hermione.
"You think quite big of yourself don't you," Hermione said getting more annoyed by the second.
"Wouldn't you, if you were as awesome and great as me? Everyone in this towns loves me." McLaggen said walking closer to Hermione as she backs away from him.
"Sorry, but not a fan." Hermione said coldly, her eyes were like daggers starring at McLaggen.
"Hermione, don't play hard to get now, any woman would die to be in your place."
"Well, why don't you bug them about the how great you are McLaggen?" Hermione said opening the door.
"The women in this town are three's and that's just me being fair. You are far more sexy then those crazy dumb bimbo women out there in town." McLaggen said with disgust at the mention of the other women in town. "You are just beautiful enough to be worthy of me and my greatness. Just as long as you keep that nice figure of yours." McLaggen leered as was looking over Hermione's body like she was a piece of meat. Hermione felt her anger reaching the breaking point as she was trying to stop herself from hexing McLaggen into a wall. Not that she didn't want to. In fact she would love nothing more then to wipe that smug smile off McLaggen's stupid face. But she couldn't since no one in town knows she's a witch and she was worried what the town would do if they found out.
"McLaggen, I will tell you what I told you yesterday, and every other day before that," Hermione said on the verge of anger, "The answers is and stays, NO! Now please get out."
"Hermione, I'm brave, strong and handsome. I'm everything you can ever want in a man and more," McLaggen said, showing off his muscles again.
"You don't know what I want McLaggen. But I will give you a hint, its not you. Now I am going to gather some mushroom for soup." Hermione said, as she puts on her shoes, and prepare her horse for the journey. She was half lying, she was going out to practice her magic.
"Let me go with you, the forest is a dangerous place for a lady. You need a man to protected you." McLaggen smiled, as Hermione pretended to let him on her horse. She orders her horse to move causing McLaggen to fall face first in the dirt.