The holiday is over, and I am back at Hogwarts. Man, am I glad to be back. 2 weeks cooped up alone with her is enough to drive anyone mad. I walk up to the common room, about to head to my dorm, when out of nowhere, Hermione comes up and starts bombarding me with questions.
“Whoa.” I say, “ I just got back and it’s like you’re using Oppugno on me. What are you going on about?”
“You know perfectly well what’s going on”
When I give a quizzical look, she yells, “Bellatrix Lestrange! You know about her already! You two are related! Why’d you ask me if you knew her? And then you hid it from me!”
I glance around the common room to make sure we’re alone before I say, “Look, I’m not proud to be related to her. I’d give anything to not be her nephew. I don’t want to be her nephew. But I am. I’ve kept it a secret for this long, can’t you just keep it quiet? I don’t want anyone finding out.”
Hermione looks at me, crosses her arms, and then says, “Fine, but how do I know you’re not going to start throwing around insults like one of those Slytherins?”
I reply, “Look, I’m not comfortable calling anyone names. I don’t believe in blood purity and all that stuff. And I’d never call you or anyone else a…….”
“A what exactly?”
“A… a mudblood.” I say, almost in a whisper.
“What’s that?”
I’m took by surprise. Hermione, who knows everything, doesn’t know this?
“A mudblood is a foul name for muggle-borns like you. It means dirty blood.”
Hermione looks offended.
“But I wasn’t calling you one!” I say quickly, “I was just explaining what the word meant. Besides, the people who believe in blood purity are the ones who use that term. I don’t.”
Hermione tilts her head slightly and says, “So you don’t think that of me?”
“NO! I think it doesn’t matter what type of blood you’ve got. I mean, you can do magic. You’re a muggle and you’re the best student here!”
I told her all this because it’s true but, I wasn’t prepared for her reaction. She was just staring at me, and then she leaned forward and kissed me on my left cheek. Her lips rested there for a few seconds, and then she broke away, turned and said,
“Next time you meet her, try a different approach.”
Then she left leaving me standing there like I’d just been frozen.
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Tobias's First Year at Hogwarts
FanficTobias Lunderson is a pure blood wizard raised by (you'll find out). This is his story as he goes through his first year at Hogwarts (NOTE: I wrote this story when I was in middle school, so, it's not the best. But I tried)
