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“Don’t you mean lunch with Wendell and Monica Wilkins?” She replied bitterly.
Draco’s head snapped up as he heard a small crash come from Hermione’s room.
“Dream on Blaise. I’ll never like Granger and you know it.” He hissed.
How was she? Annoyed, frustrated, confused and recently had a strange moment of-there was no use denying it- attraction to Draco sodding Malfoy.
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