"No mother. You both raised me to be a blood purist, snotty, entitled little mindless minion. Let me say this once and once only mother. Whatever hatred or bias you hoard toward anyone not of pure blood, which is frankly a fucking joke considering the Black Family Curse mind you, you had better get it under control. Because there is no circumstance or alternate reality where I don’t end up with Hermione Granger. And here’s the bit you really need to tune into.." Leaning down into my mother’s space, I whisper harshly in her ear, "I will fucking kill for what’s mine mother, and make no mistake Hermione Granger is my mate."