Prologue:
“How-HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!”
“Mione it’s not what you think!”
Hermione Granger was seething; everything had gone red when she had opened the door to find her fiancé Ronald Weasley, sweaty and strung out on the bed, with a very naked Pansy Parkinson, IN HER BED.
Hermione drew her wand and pointed it a hair’s length away from the couple’s noses, “GET OUT.”
Neither of the offenders even bothered with clothes, apparating out of the house as fast as they could.
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Seeking The Bookworm
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