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“Hermione, what was that all about?”
Hermione looked up at her two best friends. “Uh, Malfoy being immature.”
“Why was he sitting next to you?” asked Harry.
Hermione sighed. “To annoy me.”
“He didn’t call you…anything did he?” asked Ron.
Hermione slowed as she rested her pack on her shoulder. “No
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