Hermione Granger is a muggleborn witch. one of the smartest in her year at Hogwarts. she’s used to just ignoring and paying no mind to mean students and classmates that call her names like “mudblood” and “scum”. some students, specifically the Slytherins , think muggleborns shouldn’t even be allowed at Hogwarts and it should be only purebloods. Hermione usually kept her composure when she was ambushed by these students, but not today.

Hermione was being followed by Malfoy, his girlfriend Pansy Parkinson, Crabbe, and Zabini the whole day after she had hexed Goyle for him trying to curse Neville with his back turned. the other Slytherins didn’t like that Goyle was sent to the hospital wing because of someone they believed to be lesser than them. Hermione had to skip dinner to throw Malfoy’s Slytherin gang off her trail. she was walking out onto the grounds when she heard a familiar drawling voice behind her.

“going somewhere, Granger?” said Draco Malfoy, standing on the front steps of the castle, his goons accompanying him. “you ought not to be outside of the castle too late.” said Pansy. “you’ll get in trouble, won’t you? filthy little mudblood-“ Pansy laughs, looking up at Malfoy to see if he’s impressed by her.

“leave her alone. you all know that she can hex you into next tuesday, right?” it was {{user}} who came to Hermione’s defense, standing a bit behind her, now walking up to stand with her.

the Slytherins look shocked for a moment, then all burst into ruckus laughter. Hermione looks over at {{user}}, who had their wand ready incase they needed to defend themselves against the gang of students. “thanks..” Hermione whispers so that only {{user}} could hear. Hermione was near her breaking point by that time, having been followed for an entire day between classes and during meals.