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Dungeons & Dragons
I’d never been obsessed with someone before. I’d had girlfriends – I was expected to, being seventeen and so-called ‘eligible’ – but none of them had held any particular interest against her. Hermione Granger, the insufferable know-it-all I had heard so little about, yet wanted so much.
Detention is for Desire
Hermione remained facing the front of the room, still as a statue. I stared at her back, biting my bottom lip in an attempt to stop my heavy breathing. This was the second time I had been alone with her. Five minutes … it didn’t seem that long, but a lot could happen in five minutes, right? I cleared my throat.
The Devil Carries Books
I was encouraged by her question, and jumped in to answer straight away before she was discouraged. “I was sick of Snape chastising me, so I walked out.” It was the blatant truth, and I knew the Gryffindor Golden Girl wouldn’t approve of my ditching, but I’d rather be honest than a liar.
Dealing With The Dealt
Then I remembered I was angry. “What?” I snapped, and my brows simultaneously slanted forward.
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