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"Too bad Snape is up, again. Potions was almost bearable without him," was heard from some sixth years, who were passing by, chatting, just in range to be overheard.

"Don't know what that buffoon did to knock out Snape, not that I don't approve of the result," a girl replied.

Hermione was quite miffed at them for insulting Harry, who didn't care. He didn't see himself as smart, and was used to being called worse, at 'home'.

"Yeah, I don't know what she sees in him. Granger dresses up nicely if she cares to, and is pretty smart. Guess it's the money, or the fame," another guy spoke as they reached the stairs and disappeared up.

If there were a meter attached to Hermione's temple, you would have seen the needle crawl into the red zone as he spoke. Harry noticed the growing amount of adrenaline in the air as Mount Peaches got primed for an eruption, but since he was the only one with that kind of warning system, it was futile.

"Or he's a real stud in the sack, you know, it's always the quiet ones," Dean laughed a few tables away, playing gobstones with Ron, either too stupid or insensitive to keep his voice down.

"Well, as far as I know, they probably are going at it like bunnies," was the reply from Seamus, which finally set Hermione off.

"Bugger all of you!" she yelled, long past the point of mild cussing. Standing up, she slammed her hand onto the desk.

"No matter what I do, you stupid gits will always believe rumors over the truth. If I get hanged for it, anyway, I could just as well commit the crime!" She hissed at them, shoving her books into her bag.

"Come, Harry, let's go to your dorm," she said, leaving for the boys' staircase, leaving her gobsmacked classmates behind.

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