Chapter Eleven

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DRACOS POV

I watch as Hermione and the twins avaporate back to where ever they came from. I start walking down the dark alley. Something felt... wrong. It has to be those twins I don't trust them. How could they just bring Hermione out here, then let her be on her own! I'd hate to imagine what could of happened if it wasn't me who found her... She looks so pale and scared when I first found her. I thought she was injured. It's the damn ginger Fred. So irresponsible, like how could you just-

Draco, no. Hermione is not your concern. She's just a mudblood your parents taught you better then this you can't lose your edge by helping her. Helping her with Umbridge was bad enough I can't be concerned about her and some ginger. She's already been dumb enough to go back to being friends with Ronald even though I'm almost positive he never apologized. Smartest witch of our generation my ass. I just can't lose myself because of some girl. I can't-

"Draco!" Shit my dad!

"Yes, father?" Act normal, act normal.

"What are you doing out here?"

"Nothing sir."

"Alright. Come inside." My father turns and heads back into the dark store in front of me. Those three are lucky I am the one who found them. But that's the last thing I do for Hermione, and with that I follow my father into the store.

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