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Hermione was pulled out of her bed violently as she lay dazed and confused on the floor she looked up.
“Who the bloody hell are you?”
“Don’t remember me mud blood?” he asked. Hermione stood up quickly.
“Malfoy… what do I owe this displeasure?” she asked. That sickening smirk spread across his face.
“Just checking up on my favorite filth.”
“Ron's in the other room.”
“I didn’t know you were funny granger…” he said.
“What are you planning on doing Malfoy? Were in the weasley house, you can’t touch me here you’ll never even make it out of this room.” She threatened. “That’s why I’m not even reaching for my wand…” she chuckled.
“Very clever… I was just in the neighbor hood.”
“We’re in the middle of no where Malfoy.”
“I was looking for Potter.”
“Oh you mean Harry? Never heard of him.” she said smirked.
“Cute… Now tell me where he is?”
“Or what you’ll taunt me… you can’t touch me remember.” Hermione placed her hands on her hips.
“Don’t tempt me…” he reached for his wand. Hermione placed her hand on Malfoy’s chest.
“Crucio…” she breathed. Malfoy dropped to the floor… “Silencio!” after she thought he couldn’t take any more. “Finite!”
“I’ll get you granger!” he yelled as he stood up slowly…
“What’s going on in there!” Ron yelled thru the door.
“I’ll be back…”
“I’ll be waiting…” when Fred George and Ron rushed thru the door all they saw was a faint green mist.
“Visitors?” Fred asked.
“Just Malfoy… I took care of him.”
“Your wand in on the table though…” George said with a raised eye brow.
“Yeah I beat him up…” she laughed. now we have a lazy day tomorrow I suggest we get some rest… good night.” She pushed them out of the room and closed the door.