HP: Admiration
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wildernesstalesRating: G
Pairings: None
Summary: Hermione ends up being drawn into a conversation she wishes she hadn’t been drawn into.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case, the wonderful JK Rowling and all associated parties (including Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast Books, Warner Bros. Inc.)
Author's Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vericus by request over here.
Feedback makes friends.
“He’s a Slytherin.”
“And? Just because he’s a Slytherin doesn’t mean he’s not pretty.”
“Honestly…” Hermione shook her head. She hadn’t exactly meant to eavesdrop on the younger Griffindors’ conversation, but their exclamations had been too loud for her to concentrate properly on her potions homework.
“What? Hey, you’ve met him; I know you go to that club Professor Slughorn runs. What’s he like?”
“Who?”
“Blaise Zabini of course.” One of the younger girls rolled her eyes at Hermione’s question.
“Him?” Hermione sniffed. He associated with Draco Malfoy and hated ‘mudbloods’. What was she meant to say? “He’s quiet.” She finally settled on.
“Quiet?”
“Yes.”
“Oh…” Almost as if they’d expected him to be loud and abrasive. Sometimes, Hermione wished he would be. She knew Ginny had tried to rile him on the train to Hogwarts. And probably several times since knowing Ginny.
“He’s still pretty though. Have you seen his eyes?” As the girls sighed at one another, Hermione shook her head and tried to concentrate on potions.
Pairings: None
Summary: Hermione ends up being drawn into a conversation she wishes she hadn’t been drawn into.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case, the wonderful JK Rowling and all associated parties (including Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast Books, Warner Bros. Inc.)
Author's Notes: Written for
vericus by request over here. Feedback makes friends.
“He’s a Slytherin.”
“And? Just because he’s a Slytherin doesn’t mean he’s not pretty.”
“Honestly…” Hermione shook her head. She hadn’t exactly meant to eavesdrop on the younger Griffindors’ conversation, but their exclamations had been too loud for her to concentrate properly on her potions homework.
“What? Hey, you’ve met him; I know you go to that club Professor Slughorn runs. What’s he like?”
“Who?”
“Blaise Zabini of course.” One of the younger girls rolled her eyes at Hermione’s question.
“Him?” Hermione sniffed. He associated with Draco Malfoy and hated ‘mudbloods’. What was she meant to say? “He’s quiet.” She finally settled on.
“Quiet?”
“Yes.”
“Oh…” Almost as if they’d expected him to be loud and abrasive. Sometimes, Hermione wished he would be. She knew Ginny had tried to rile him on the train to Hogwarts. And probably several times since knowing Ginny.
“He’s still pretty though. Have you seen his eyes?” As the girls sighed at one another, Hermione shook her head and tried to concentrate on potions.
