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"She's a know-it-all! Always putting her nose where it doesn't belong! Bet that's why she doesn't have any friends!" The youngest Weasley said loudly to Seamus and Dean.
'Ignore them.' Rowena said. 'Their just jealous that you got the spell right on your first try and they didn't.'
'I know. I know and I do have friends. That arse is wrong.' Hermione thought.
"Hey! Know-it-all! Where do ya think your going!?" Ron yelled as she hurried past him.
She turned her eyes narrowed. "To see my friends you arse."
"What friends? You don't have any!" Ron yelled, but she ignored him.
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"That-
"-Little brat."
"We'll get-"
"-Him good for-"
"-Saying that stuff to you."
"He won't even see it coming!"
Hazel rolled her eyes. "Mione' can hold her own, ya know." But Fred and George either didn't hear her or chose to ignore her.
"Oh they know that." Draco said. "I bet she already knows more spells then them-" Hermione nodded her affirmative. "-, but they'll never pass up the opportunity to prank someone."
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'Perfect.' Dumbledore thought. 'With what Ronald's said the mudblood brat Granger has to be somewhere alone in the school. Probable crying, because she knows what Ronald said is true. But that doesn't matter, Thomas will be able to nab the girl when her guards down.' Dumbledore smiled to himself glad that the mudblood would soon be out of his hair, that the brat would no longer have influence with the Girl-Who-Lived. He'd just have to worry about the Malfoy brat and those wretched twins.
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"You guys don't have to follow me everywhere ya know?" Hermione sighed getting a bit aggravated.
"We're just worried about you." The other four responded together. "We don't know when that cloaked guy or Dumbles will try something so we don't want to leave you alone."
"Hazel you can come with me to the library, we can work on homework and do some extra research." Hermione said. "Then the rest of you can leave me- us alone, cause I won't be alone and you guys won't have to all follow me around. Happy?" They nodded.
"Good. Come on, Hazel."
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'Damn that mudblood brat, it's like she's expecting some kind of attack; she hasn't been alone once.' Thomas thought. 'If it were anyone, other then that Potter brat then it would be fine, but Albus said she was off limits- something about needing her to off that puny "Dark Lord" Voldemort. Load of rubbish if you ask me, that man's nothing compared to Mi'lord.'
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Dumbledore scanned the Ravenclaw table looking to see if Granger was there or not, frowning for a split second when he caught sight of her. 'Why hasn't Thomas nabbed her yet? Surely the brats been all on her lonesome, all day.'
"Troll! Troll in the dungeons!" Quirrel yelled running into the Great Hall before he promptly fainted.