GRYFFINDOR COMMON ROOM - 10:42PM
"Sorry again Hermione. I think the Slytherin in me was just itching to fight a Gryffindor," Pansy apologised to Hermione once again.
"And I'm sorry that Pansy just wouldn't let my star shine out," Dean said, ignoring Pansy's scowl. Hermione laughed over the students that were currently singing.
"It's okay, guys. You both put on quite the show,"
"Whatever. Hermione come look at all your presents," Pansy pulled Hermione to where a huge pile of gifts was piling up.
"Wow..." Hermione gaped at the pile.
"The entry price was a gift. Potter's orders," Pansy chuckled.
"There's so many. This is the best birthday," she hugged Pansy, "But how do you know people won't just steal the gifts,"
Pansy pointed at Seamus who was creeping toward the gifts, "Watch,"
Seamus crept closer and closer, looking around to make sure no one was looking. He attempted to get touch a gift when a shield popped up. He was thrown into the crowd, landing in front of a group of 5th-year girls who giggled at him, while he stared at them dazed.
"Theo put some sort of charm on it," laughed Pansy. Hermione joined in her laughter watching as Daphne put an extremely pink gift box in the pile. she walked over to them.
"You have to sing with me," she demanded.
"Excuse me?" coughed Pansy. Daphne gave her look
"Not you. Hermione Granger," she gave Hermione a pointed look.
"Me? You, Pureblood Daphne Greengrass want to sing with me, Mudblood Hermione Granger?"
A few people looked over when she said that and Pansy winced. Daphne gave her an unimpressed look.
"Don't give me that. Contrary to popular belief, I nor my parents, nor my sister, have anything against muggle-borns. Have you ever heard me say anything about your blood?" Hermione shook her head, "Exactly. Surprising how you Gryffindors talk a good game about not being prejudiced... but then anyone who is pureblood and Slytherin you immediately assume they're a blood supremacist,"
Hermione looked down in shame, staring at her feet, "I'm sorry-"
"Don't be Hermione, it's your birthday, you do-" Daphne cut off Pansy who was glaring at her.
"However, I don't blame you for being worried. What with everything you endured with Ferret Boy and Pitchy Parkinson, I don't blame you!" she smiled at Hermione, ignoring Pansy and Draco's indignant yelps of offence.
"To be honest, it wasn't really that I was thinking about that side of it. I've never been into pureblood society names or whatever but your name always stood out. Your articles were always about helping people in WItch Weekly," Hermione said shyly. Daphne blushed a bit.
"Granger reads Witch Weekly?" Draco pretend he didn't the evil looks that were sent his way, "I always thought you'd be reading Hogwarts: A History, over and over-"
"No one's ever actually talked to me about that... I think we're going to be good friends," she grinned at Hermione, "Now you have to sing with me," she dragged Hermione to the stage and left her to the side.
She started bopping her foot as the music started. People started cheering when they realised the Bachelorette of the Year was going to sing.
"I don't know why I like it
I just do" she sang, winking at Hermione. Hermione laughed as Daphne got into the song.
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Trapped in a Musical | ongoing
HumorOur favourite characters are returning to Hogwarts to start their 6th year. However, what was meant to be a peaceful year is soon ruined by a curse from an irrelevant death eater. Now they have to deal with random bursts of singing and dancing, feel...
