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Hermione P.O.V.
I woke up in my warm soft bed. I got up, pell off my sleep wear off myself, and got dress in a pair of dark blue skiny jean, a slytherin green tank top, and my dock martin. I pick up yue who was sleeping peacefully and placed her in my pocket, then i pick up my wand and place it in the other pocket. I took the throwing knife that was hidden in my bedside draw and hid it in my boots.
I exited my room and walked toward Draco door.
I knocked three time. "Draco, are you up yet?"
On the other side of the door there was suddenly the sound off yelped of surprise that ended with swearing.
A couple minute later the door opened with a groggy looking Draco tried to keep himself awake.
I smiled at him "good morning Draco."
"Good morning." He grumbles at me.
"So not a morning person then." I giggled.
"Nope, not at all." He yawned back.
I grabbed his arm and tugged him toward the exit of our dorm. "Come on Draco. Let's gets some breakfast in to you. That might wake you up."
"Ok." He said following me to the great hall. While we walked I started wondering if Harry and Ron would still be my friend even thought I am in Slytherin.
During my train of thought I finally noticed we arrived at the great hall.
I noticed my friend sitting at the Gryffindor table. I looked back at Draco.
He smiles back at me. "I'll save you a plate. Go talk to your friend."
I nodded in appreciation. Then he walked of to the Slytherin table while I head toward the Gryffindor.
"Hi Harry, Ron." I smiled at them.
"Morning, Hermione." Harry smiled back at me. Ron was eating breakfast ignoring her.
"Guys, I hope we can still be friends. Being in different houses doesn't mean are friendship end. Right?" I asked nervously as worry about their answer.
Harry stand and smile her. "Hermione I don't care about you being in Slytherin. We've been friends for 7 year."
"Thank Harry" I smiled.
"How can you say that Harry she a Slytherin now." Ron yelled as he stood up facing Harry. "She just a two-face cunt like the rest of them, you can't trust her. She's a snake now."
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