Who is the mysterious ferret? I think it's obvious enough. I updated this late because I wanted at least 10 reads. I got 10, so Hurra and all that! THis is going to be in th perspective of Hermione. Also, this mysterious ferret is going to be very important in the story, so pay attention to him...
Hermione
Hey! My name is Hermione Granger. Today I boarded the Hogwarts Express. There were these strange kids and the ferret talked and I hated and...let me explain this from the beginning.
Me and Neville are the Gryffindor prefects for this year. like last year. We're in sixth year. I know right! Neville? I was really surprised. I ran into him in Diagon Alley. I was on my way to Gringotts, and apparently, so was he.
"Hey Hermione! I'm prefect this year!" Neville said looking excited.
"Me too!" I smiled at him. " But Neville, we were prefects last year, genius. I'm on my way to Gringotts. You coming?"
Neville face-palmed and me and him walked to Gringotts. We talked of the olden times.
We arrived at Gringotts. I went up to the goblin.
He straightened his glasses. "You are Hermione Granger, correct?"
"Yes sir. And what is your name?"
He wrinkled his nose. I doubt any wizards and witches bothered to learn his name. "Griphook. What is your vault number?"
"343, Griphook."
He frowned. "You have to wait, the vault beside yours is preoccupied and they don't like anyone near them going to their vaults the same time as them."
"Who are these guys?"
"Draco Malfoy is currently in vault 344." Griphook replied.
"Well, Griphook," Neville interrupted. "Can you take me to my vault? My name is Neville Longbottom. Vault 256."
Griphook motioned to another goblin and Neville was on his way.
"Catch you later?"
"Sure." I smiled. I returned my attention to Griphook. "I have to go in the vault, Griphook, I'll miss the train and then I won't be able to go to Hogwarts."
He sighed. Very soon, I was on my way.
I arrived at the vault. Malfoy saw me and sneered.
"If it isn't the mudblood." He drawled.
I ignored him and went to my vault. I took out a few galleons. I returned to Flourish and Botts, where Harry and Ron were waiting for me. Apparently Malfoy had been following me, because as soon as I entered the book shop, Malfoy said "Mudblood Granger, stop walking."
I sighed and went to find Harry and Ron.
A pale lady with black hair and black eyes appeared in front of us with Malfoy. Narcissa Black.
''Hello again, Mudblood, Pothead, Weasley.
"Hello ferret face." I replied.
"Watch how you talk to my son young lady. Anyway, you three are SO adventorous! Especially you, Mr Potter. At the rate you're going, you'll soon be reunited with dear Sirius!" Narcissa smirked.
Harry reddened uncontrollably. Harry and Ron drew their wands, but I gave them a warning glance and they both sighed. Harry looked at me pleadingly, probably for me to provide a good come back.
I fake smiled at the Malfoys. "It's alright, you two. You are WAY too angry these days. Hey where's Mr Malfoy?" I smirked at both of the Malfoys in front of me. "Don't worry you two. I expect Narcissa and Draco will be reunited with KIND, KIND Lucius before you're reunited with dear Sirius. And FYI Narcissa, Harry is adventorous because he has to kill Voldemort and doom all of his followers. Everyone knows that Harry is one of the most powerful wizards in existence, right after Dumbledore. Voldemort though, I don't know where HE'LL go. Probably last place. Oh no, wait, all of his followers and then him. Hey Malfoy, can I see your arm? Does the Dark Mark burn? Do they make you drink Voldy's blood?"
Harry and Ron were controlling themselves not to laugh throughout my comeback, but at the last part, they burst.
"Voldy..blood!" They murmured.
"Watch it Granger." Malfoy said.
"Watch what?" I said in fake mockingness.
"Of course, I should have known that your tiny brain wouldn't be able to understand my insult." He told me.
I went on in this whole lecture of how people only know things if they've heard those things already. Malfoy looked ready to die. He finally said, "Way to spoil an insult, mudblood. I hate you."
I grinned at him, which no doubt made him want to strangle himself. " The feeling DLF, is mutual."
He frowned. "DLF?"
"Dear Little Ferret."
And with that, me, Harry and Ron exited Flourish and Botts, and I decided that I didn't want my book that badly.
We soon arrived at Platform 9 and 3/4. There were these new kids and one of them looked like Harry's doppleganger except for a few things. I went to our usual prefect meeting. Me and Ginny sat in a compartment with Malfoy and Blaise Zabini. Ugh.
I'll tell you more of my conversation later.
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