6. Chapter 6: You Don't Belong Out Here

Chapter 6: You Don't Belong Out Here

            "Malfoy?" Hermione said, staring down at him in shock and relief.

It was a strange sensation to be actually relieved to see Ferret Boy, but Hermione couldn't help but feel terribly glad that at least she had one person from the future with her….ugh…even if it was Ferret Boy.

Draco cast a wary glance around and saw that Hibbings and the other boys were now far away, working on the lawns. Hibbings had obviously thought to leave him the back breaking work of fallowing the whole herb garden. Draco stood up, he was a foot taller than Hermione and at least that made him feel better.

"Quite the lady of Manor now, aren't we, mudblood?" he said.

Hermione began to turn red. Malfoy was still as annoying as ever.

"Why don't you just give me break?" she said, "In case you haven't noticed, we are stuck together in the past and have bigger problems on our hands than your stupid blood prejudices."

Malfoy gave her a critical once-over and she flinched under his glance. "I must say the past suits you Granger…If I didn't know you were a mudblood, I would almost think you were pretty."

Quick as a flash, Hermione's hand shot out and slapped him across the cheek. Malfoy didn't move, but his eyes were stormy.

"Don't-call-me-a-mudblood-anymore" said Hermione through gritted teeth.

"Or what? You'll have me put in the stocks?" He said, sarcastically.

Hermione wanted to pull his hair and slap him again, but she restrained herself.

"Look, I didn't come out here to argue. I think we should call it a truce and try to get back to our time."

Malfoy gave a short laugh. "And for that I must thank you, M'Lady. You and your wonderful exploding Thyme Eliminus…thanks to you, we both probably failed our Potions NEWT."