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Granger didn't even try to make him see the flaw in that logic. She just shook her head and leaned forward to the middle of the car. She pressed a button and the sounds of Muggle music filled the car. She pressed more buttons to find different kinds of music and Lucius realized she was fiddling with a radio. Although, it wasn't like any radio he had ever seen before. There was only one knob and it was really small.

An annoying song filled the car. At least, Lucius assumed it was supposed to be a song. He couldn't really tell. The voice wasn't singing, just speaking really loudly and he sounded very angry.

"No way!" Potter exclaimed. "Eminem came out with a new song!"

"Yeah," Granger said happily. "While we were at school!

"Turn it up!"

Granger complied and instantly the sound was deafening and Lucius felt the beginnings of a migraine. The music was so loud he could feel the vibration through his body. It hurt his chest and he felt as if he was going to have a heart attack. He had never heard something so loud. McNair looked just as uncomfortable as Lucius felt and Greyback looked to be in physical pain. His sense of hearing was too sharp for that type of stimulus.

Potter and Granger appeared completely unaffected. Song after song came and went and each one was more painful than the last. The two teenagers were singing along, raising their hands, and laughing. Lucius caught himself wishing for a Crucio. After nearly two hours of the torture, Lucius had such a horrible headache he felt physically ill. Thankfully, Granger eventually looked over her shoulder.

She then did something that made Lucius actually want to reconsider his position on the Muggleborns.

She turned off the music.

Silence filled the car again and he instantly felt the slightest bit better.

"Hey!" Potter exclaimed, clearly not happy with the sudden lack of noise.

"Look at them Harry," Granger said, and the boy took a quick moment to look over his shoulder before looking up front again. "Are you guys sick?"

"I think so," McNair admitted knowing there was no reason to hide it. Besides, if they weren't honest about it she might turn the music back on.

"Are you sick cuz the car?" Granger asked. "Some people get car sick when they sit in the backseat."

"It's the music," Greyback mumbled from where his head was between his knees. He was trying desperately to end the pain in his head.

"Oh!" Granger replied. "Harry, I think we gave them migraines."

"So?" he asked, not caring in the slightest. Granger looked at him beseechingly. "What?"

"They aren't used to music that loud," she said. "Pureblood eardrums are really delicate."

"So?" Potter reiterated.

"We should stop for some aspirin."

"Are you kidding me?" he asked, incredulous at the mere suggestion of stopping for whatever she was asking him to stop for. "They're Death Eaters! I'm sure they've suffered through worse."

"How do you know that?" Granger asked. Lucius couldn't help but think that she was a tad naive considering who her best friend was.

"I've seen Voldemort throw a temper tantrum, okay?" the boy replied. "It isn't pretty." Lucius winced at the name, at the pain, and at the memory of the pain the boy was describing.

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