OOC, pureblood Hermione, non compliant to canon, facts and order of facts from canon changed at will,
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Hermione POV
Since the firebolt incident, Harry was not in speaking terms with me, then Ron got stuck on the idea of Crookshanks devouring Scabbers. I'm feeling rather lonely in Gryffindor tower and therefore I spend most of my free time- if there is some taking in account the amount of classes I'm attending with the time turner- talking with Hagrid and reading in the library. I'm also fond of going to a Second-hand bookshop on Hogsmead days.
There I got the first book that clued me into the topic of muggleborn origins. The book was hidden inside a fake cover about white magical peacocks.
The true content of it was a 1903 guide edition for pureblood teenagers about not getting involved with muggles, otherwise they would disrupt the bloodline and have mudbloods or squibs as children.
It made no sense to me. Wouldn't the children of a pureblood and a muggle be a halfblood?
Although I could only find two sheets in Hogwarts archives and one old book dated to 1692 I was able to gather a shocking truth: there are no true muggleborns!
If a pureblood has a child with a muggle, they'll have squibs or halfbloods.
Squibs and muggles cannot have magical children marrying among themselves, no matter how far along in the lineage.
Since the Statue of Secret, if a child out of wedlock is born and it's between a wizard or witch and a muggle, the Department of Mysteries uses a special Obliviate to erase the memory, cut the familial bond and leaves the child with the muggle or squib parent.
Even though I find this fact hard to believe and I see no logic behind DoM acts, if this is true, it means I'm a halfblood and have a magical parent that is not aware of me.
It makes me anxious, would they like to meet me? Am I really a halfblood? If I find them, would my muggle parents lose my custody? Does this mean Lily Evans was a Weasley or a Prewett? Does it make Ron and Harry related? If I tell them, am I going to be even more set aside by them?
I'll keep this info to myself while I look for my lineage and check if it holds true.
Draco POV
Granger seems to be everywhere, wherever I look I see her, even when I sleep. Right now she's across the library reading some book about white peacocks. Should I brag to her about the albino peacocks we have at Malfoy Manor? Maybe it'll make her finally see my superiority and beg for my attention. Then I can share with her the imported Belgium chocolates I nicked from mother. Is it more appealing to share it under the moonlight or watching the sunset?
If she were a pureblood, we'd be betrothed by now, but no. It has to be difficult and I'll have to swoon her before an agreement is drawn.
Father will go nuts but I'm sure mother will help me to change his mind.
Focus, Draco, take a deep breath, approach her and make small talk.
"Granger."
"Hmm."
"Where are the dunderhead duo? Did they finally realise you're not worthy of their time?" No, no, no, I said it backwards, it's them who are not worthy of your time. I'm so nervous my hands are sweating.
"Malfoy… you have the biggest private library in Britain at home don't you?" Wait, what? Of course the queen of swotting will favour a library! Ha! Albino peacocks be damned.
"Why, Granger, don't tell me you want to raid it" Actually if you marry me you can live inside it, I really don't mind.
"Don't be silly, I need a book. I know we are not friends but I'd like to offer a trade." This is going to be good, will she offer me to hold her hand? I'm sure this action is worth at least a quarter of my library. [A/N.: poor Draco, a hopeless romantic madly in love - I'm a firm believer that a touch of Madness is an inherited Black trait]. "I'll tutor you in transfiguration if you can get me the book I need."
"Why would I want that?!" I can't help but to sneer, does she doubt my ability as a wizard?
"Because in all classes but that you're second to me" Oh, so you do notice me in all classes.
"Are you preening?"
"Malfoys don't preen!"
"Whatever, in Transfiguration your grade is the third, Zabini is the second".
"He's second because of the amount of dead bodies he helped his mother to hide" the muttering words escape my lips.
"What did you say?"
"I said we have a deal. I'm free on Sunday late afternoons for you to tutor me, what book do you need?"
"Pureblood Directory by Cantakerus Nott."
"What the hell Granger?"
Hermione POV
Oh my god, what do I say? I can't tell him the truth, that muggleborns don't exist. He'll think I'm crazy and tell others about my side project. Think fast, Hermione, think.
"Uh, I want to look into Gamp, yeah. To see about the family who discovered the Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration." I don't think he believes me, but he says nothing. So we're good. "We'll start after you get the book. See you Malfoy." I grab my stuff and run away.
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"Crookshanks, you cute baby." I currently only have 3 friends, and it's impossible to get their inputs on my issue. Crookshanks is an animal, he can't reply to me. Luna is too cryptic for me to understand, I often get lost in translation. And Blaise is too much of a Slytherin to not hold this info against me.
Therefore my alternative is holding dearly to Crooks and crying. Yes, I'm that pathetic. Crying in Myrtle's bathroom holding to my half-kneazle.
Blaise and Luna are also not in my house, hence the difficulty to spend time together. Our timetables are conflicted during weekdays, Luna cannot go to Hogsmead on weekends because she's a second-year and Blaise has more detentions than not on weekend.
"It's just a bad day, Hermione. It's not a bad life" I remind myself.