"I said, Malfoy, I’m a Mudblood," she said, enunciating clearly. It was the outcome she had wanted, so she didn’t know why her insides were squirming uncomfortably at the expression on his face. "As in, my parents weren’t married. Added to that I was born in Gryffindor, a county I’m told you hate because Lord Potter is from it, and my parents were farmers. You see?"