Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

"Hermione Granger?"

Draco looked at the smiling girl in front of him with uncertainty.

She also held a dressing mirror in her hand.

Apparently Hermione also guessed what the creature in the Chamber of Secrets was.

"So rare? Why don't you call me Mudblood this time?"

Hermione's nervous mood was relieved a lot because of Draco's panic.

I found myself in the mood to tease Draco.

And he was satisfied to find that the usually eloquent eldest daughter was speechless.

"That time...it was me..."

Draco's mind was mixed, and he thought of Pansy again.

It was partly out of apology and partly because I was in a tense atmosphere.

She thought back to the night she and Daphne were attacked, and worried that she might suffer the same fate.

At the same time, it is hard to hide my curiosity.

He wanted to know why Hermione was here, but he was also worried that something unusual might happen in the mirror in his hand in the next second.

"Oh? What were you going to say?"

"Is the proud daughter of Slytherin going to apologize to the Muggle-descended daughter of Gryffindor?"

Hermione didn't let go of her panicked look.

The last line of his voice rose, his eyes full of composure that he had the upper hand.

"What on earth are you doing here?"

I know I am in the wrong. Although I am extremely reluctant to give in, I have more important things to do.

Thinking of this, I felt angry.

The top student in the grade is just a nerd.

You know to take out the mirror, but you still don’t understand the situation?

Hermione smiled again.

"I thought you knew."

She said it teasingly, enjoying the pleasure of teasing Draco.

"At this time, being here like you can only have the same reason, right?"

"Or is it that Miss Malfoy is even more dull than I thought?"

"Granger, don't push your luck!"

Even though he was in a rare and hopeless predicament in his life, Draco's pride would not allow him to be mocked again and again.

But both of them knew that this meaningless and emotional response only further proved that Draco was in a weak position.

Her pretty eyes widened as she looked at Hermione, fearing that she might want to say more.

Fortunately, Hermione seemed content.

The opportunity to corner Draco in a verbal altercation was valuable enough.

Besides, she knew the situation was urgent, otherwise she wouldn't have come to the corridor.

"I suppose you're looking for Ginny Weasley too."

After giving Draco a victorious smile, he finally got to the point.

Draco nodded, not forgetting that on Valentine's Day, the girl's eyes were always fixed on the diary.

"She has the diary, right?"

"You are truly worthy of being Miss Malfoy."

Without waiting for Draco to respond, Hermione quickly stated her own theory, and Draco listened carefully.

Hermione's starting point for her deduction was similar to her own -

The diary was missing from Harry's dormitory, and the only person who could have taken it was a Gryffindor student.

Of course, Draco started from the stalemate on Valentine's Day.

Guess Ginny is one of the few people who might care about the diary.

Hermione, however, had more information.

The night the diary disappeared, she was the one who brought Ginny into Harry and Ron's dormitory.

I especially remember Ginny's sudden change of expression when Harry mentioned that he wanted to find Draco for the diary.

"Of course we can't just catch Ginny and ask her if she stole the diary."

Hermione continued.

Draco began to think that Hermione must want to exchange this information with him for something.

“At first I could only observe from the sidelines.”

"It wasn't until last month that she was found sneaking around in the bathroom scrubbing clothes stained with chicken feathers and blood."

"The reason why there were no more attacks was because we were busy clearing the obstacles for the basilisk."

Draco whispered his speculation after dinner, but did not voice his own doubts—

Why was there no sign of the rooster being slaughtered when I woke up from the nightmare?

"Yes."

Hearing this, Hermione playfully waved the mirror in her hand and stuck out her tongue.

"It's a good thing that we didn't learn cleaning spells until the fourth grade, otherwise I probably wouldn't have guessed it was a basilisk so quickly."

Secretly admiring Hermione's puzzle-solving skills, Draco also asked a question.

"You told me this in exchange for some information, right?"

Once again, Hermione surprised herself.

"I did want to ask you what happened between you and Harry after you petrified Ron."

Seeing that Draco was a little embarrassed, Hermione knew that there was no need to doubt her speculation.

"But now, I want you to help me get Ginny back."

Draco thought quickly for a moment and nodded lightly.

He had been trying to retrieve the diary in the first place, and it was only necessary to untangle the Weasley daughter from being entangled in it.

As I thought about this, a sense of foreboding suddenly flashed through my mind.

"Granger, if I'm not mistaken, you came here with the Weasley daughter, right?"

"Um…..."

He asked nervously, noticing that Hermione was finally looking nervous.

Then, even more frighteningly, Hermione's face suddenly darkened.

"What about her?"