A Conversation between Ferret and BookwormA Story by IrisThis one's for people who've read Harry Potter or seen the movie. You won't understand it otherwise.Time period: 8th year,
after the War Malfoy and Hermione have come back to
attend Hogwarts xx....................................................................xx Hermione was
at her favorite table in the library, immersed in yet another ginormous tome.
Of course, the Ferret had to choose that moment to disturb her. “Granger, I
have decided to do a kind deed and help the pathetic in need.” She rolled
her eyes behind her tome. “Do I even want to know?” she asked warily. “Of course!
You’re the one who’s always nagging with this ‘redeem yourself’ nonsense.” “I have also told you that kindness should be done out of the goodness of one’s heart. You’re not supposed brag about it.” Honestly, the boy had such a huge
ego! “Pssht! I’m
a Malfoy. We proudly display our acts of generosity. Well, unless it’s got
something to do with a transaction between us and the Wizarding World’s Most
Wanted.” “Oh, that’s
right. You’re a bunch of sneaky, vile Slytherins. How could I ever forget?” “Careful,
Granger. Anymore sarcasm and my robes will catch fire. They’re very expensive
and custom-made, I’ll have you know. If they’re harmed I’ll make you pay for a
new one.” “Whatever,
Malfoy. Let’s hear about this good deed of yours.” “Thought
you’d never ask. I have enlisted, for this act of kindness, the help of the
best. Behold: Crabbe and Goyle!” Hermione
narrowed her eyes. “I don’t like where this is going”, she muttered. “Shut it. And sit still, Granger.” Malferret turned to address his two lackeys. “Crabbe.
Goyle. Start immediately.” “Crabbe what
are you doing? I know from experience never to let a Slytherin behind your
back. Malfoy why is your henchman behind me? Is this some sort of ploy? I swear
I’ll scream if you try anything!” Malfoy
looked exasperated. “Relax, Granger. Which part of ‘sit still’ do you not
understand? For someone with brains as big and overachieving as yours, you sure
are slow on the uptake.” At
Hermione’s confused expression, he shook his head in amusement. “That’s my act
of kindness toward the pathetic. I will tame that monstrosity you call hair,
Granger, and relieve the rest of world from having to witness it.” That's it.
Ferret was going down. “You foul,
loathsome, evil little cockroach!” “Don’t you
insult me you bushy-haired swot!” “I can
insult you whenever the heck I want!” “You’re less
than dirt beneath my shoe, you filthy little mudblood!” “You’ve got
that the other way round, Ferret. Remember how we kicked your stuck-up,
prejudiced, pureblood arses in the war? You’re nothing but the son of a Deatheater!” Malfoy’s
features twisted into a sneer. “That’s low, Granger. Aren’t your lot supposed to be
the noble ones?” “Nothing is
below the belt when it comes to Slytherins, Ferret.” “I AM NOT
A FERRET! And that was three freakin’ years ago! Will you let go?!” Madam Pince had had enough. “This is a library, Mr. Malfoy! Lower your voice or leave!” she
barked. Hermione
smirked, lips shaping into a mocking smile. Malfoy glared at her. “I think
‘Ferret’ defines you perfectly”, she went on in a whisper. “Did you know that
ferrets are a member of the weasel family?” The
implications were not lost on Malfoy. He exploded. “How dare you compare
me to Weasley, you filthy little mudblood?” “That does it!
Out, Mr. Malfoy! Out!”, yelled Madam Pince, making her way over to drag Malfoy and
his sidekicks away by force. “You should really
come up with some new insults Malfoy. This mudblood thing is getting old.” Hermione
said with a bored expression. As Madam
Pince grabbed his arm, Malfoy shot one last glare toward the triumphant girl laughing
at him. “I hate
you.” “The
feeling, you slimy Slytherin, is entirely mutual.” With that,
Hermione went back to the book that had been neglected for entirely too long
and Malfoy failed in yet another scheme to rile up the Gryffindor Lioness. © 2016 IrisAuthor's Note
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