Title: Mudpies

Word count: 100

Disclaimer: NOT MINE! Storyline of dwabble is, but not characters. Argh...

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“A Mudblood playing in the mud. How precious.” A cold voice sneered behind Hermione. She rolled her eyes and ignored the persistent blond, continuing with her extra credit work for Professor Sprout.

“Are you finally digging yourself a grave because you’ve realized how useless you are Granger?” Hermione gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to throw him on the ground and shove his face in the dirt.

“Or maybe that small hole is for your tiny insuperior brain…” He chuckled.

“Nope.” Hermione stood up and looked at him calmly, “It’s for your one, teeny testicle. Now fuck off cue-tip.”

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BTW!!! Hermione is not being OOC. This is just like the time she punched him. Pent up anger = EXPLOSION. Only this one was verbal. :D:D:D:D:D