Loyalty | Hermione Granger Lesbian Story

The Second Task

Rita Skeeter, though banned from the grounds, has been causing lots of issues recently.

Firstly, she published an article on Hagrid a few days ago, largely helped by Draco Malfoy, whom I shot a jelly-legs hex at while in a crowd yesterday. Could've been anyone. Unfortunately, Hagrid has been in hiding all week, not a sign of him.

Secondly, she became rather offended by Hermione who yelled at her in The Three Broomsticks. I hate to think what's coming to her now.

Thirdly, none of us seem to be able to crack the problem of how she's getting her information when she's forbidden to enter.

Luckily, we manage to resolve issue one after a visit to Hagrid's hut with Dumbledore.

Now I'm sitting on a wall in the courtyard, watching a few birds fly as I wait for something to do. Hermione and Ron have been helping Harry 'fine-tune' his egg clue, so that's out. Ginny is studying for a Charms exam in the library, and I hate studying almost as much as Hermione loves it. The twins are nowhere to be found...

"Hello!"

I scream and fall off the wall, but someone quickly catches me before me face hits the ground and lifts me back on.

Brushing myself off, I'm met with the sight of the two grinning red-headed idiots.

Now they're to be found.

"I've told you not to do that." I grumble, picking a leaf out of my hair.

"S'pose you should learn then." George cackles. I roll my eyes.

Before anyone can say anything else, we're approached by none othet than Malfoy himself. I groan in my head.

"There's a distinct smell of mudbloods. Guess that's your girlfriend isn't Fern? Only makes sense that you're with blood traitors like these."

Fred and George look infuriated and reach for their wands but I stop them, hopping down and walking up to him.

"You know what I'm smelling, Malfoy? An insecure prat with some kind of superiority complex who bullies everything with a pulse to assert dominance that he really doesn't have. Guess that's you, isn't it?"

"Why would I care what a mudblood-lover says?"

"Maybe you should, maybe you shouldn't, but I guarantee you'll care a bit more when I start hitting you with bat bogey hexes."

"It's three verses one." He scoffs, folding his arms and loosely gesturing to Crabbe and Goyle.

"Yeah, two sixth years and me, verses a pale faced ferret with daddy issues and two boulders whose combined intellectual abilities allow them to open doors. Wonder who's gonna win that?"

"You've got an awful mouth for a Hufflepuff, maybe you'd be better off in Slytherin."

"Yeah Malfoy? Maybe you'd be better off being pushed in front of the Hogwarts Express, but not all dreams come true. If there's nothing we can help you with, you'll be on your way now."

It's deadly quiet for a moment as we stare at each other. I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Whatever, c'mon you two." Draco stalks away with Crabbe and Goyle as I laugh and reposition myself on the wall.

"Wow, and I thought you were mean to us." Fred laughs.

"I'm not mean to people," I defend, "I'm mean to idiots. Actually, I guess that's still you. Eh." I shrug as they go to push me, but I duck and they end up pushing each other. I laugh and lean back slightly, wondering what Hermione's doing while the two bicker.