"What the hell are you doing here, Granger?" Malfoy spat; his wand still positioned sternly. "Were you following me?"No!" Hermione lied. "I was just trying to have a bath in the prefect’s bathroom," she said, quickly. Malfoy was contemplating this; it was quite a convincing lie. "Why did you wait until now to do it?" Malfoy said, slightly lowering his wand. "Lessons start in one hour." "I didn’t have time, I woke up late," Hermione said."Well, that’s a lie," Malfoy said, raising his wand again. "I saw you in the Great Hall eating breakfast."My hunger was more urgent," Hermione said. "But you-"Okay, Malfoy, I’ve had quite enough of this," Hermione said, rising from the floor and dusting herself off. "Can you lower your wand please?" Malfoy stared at her suspiciously but lowered his wand regardless. "Now, I could ask you the same questions, what are you doing here?" Hermione asked. "Same as you, having a bath," Malfoy said, sarcastically. "Oh, really?" Hermione said, in an equally sarcastic voice, "should we do one together?" "Don’t make me sick," Malfoy retorted. "Then, what are you doing here?" "That, Granger, is none of your business," Malfoy said, turning to leave."I’ve a right to know, I am a prefect, if you don’t tell me, I’m going to have to report your indiscretions to Professor Snape," Hermione threatened, knowing this would do nothing. "Go ahead, I’m a prefect too, there’s nothing you can do about it anyway, you filthy mudblood," Malfoy said, spitting the last word out like venom. Hermione rolled her eyes. Malfoy tucked his wand into his robes and left through the other end of the corridor.