"I'm er, afraid not, sir," Hermione said, her smile dropping from her lips," I should get going. It was nice to meet you. Ronald, Harry, I'll see you at school." She whirled around then and stalked off down the street. Behind her, she could hear Weasley sneer to his father that they were most certainly not friends because Hermione was a slimy Slytherin. She could hear Mr Weasley's horrified gasp, muttering something about the snake pit eating Hermione alive for being a Muggleborn. 