X. The Third Grey

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September 21 st , 1993

"Honestly, Granger, I'm flattered, but I really can't be bothered by another girl right now, I've already got six on my waiting list," he says with a smirk, and colour seeps into her pale, grey, slightly freckled face as if injected with a syringe.

"You're a complete git, Malfoy. I just came to see if you wanted this yet." She pulls that stupid envelope from her robes.

He notices it's the same one, but he doesn't tell her that. He's a bit baffled, knowing that she's kept the ratty thing around after two years of rejection. Stubborn, annoying Mudblood. "Now why would you want to give me that after all that's happened these past two years?" he questions her, half taunting, half genuinely curious.

"Just take it. And promise you won't open it yet."

"I'm not going to touch that thing. Knowing you, I'll open it and get hexed. Or worse—infected."

"You incorrigible git," she says, practically shoving the thin pieces of paper into his chest. "Just take it, for God's sake! It's not going to kill you."

"I think we're both pretty clear on the fact that I'm a git, and you're a bint," he tells her, silently revelling in the fact that her face has flushed an even darker red. "So why would you be giving me anything that you think will make me feel better?"

"Maybe because I believe in karma," she says. "And I figure if I do one nice thing in my life, it'll be this."

He stares (gawks?) at her. One nice thing. He can already list at least a dozen that have labelled her "goody-two-shoes-for-life" over the past two years.

"Just take it, Malfoy."

"No," he says airily, standing up and making to walk away. "You can go and shove that envelope up your arse for all I care."

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