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Continue story (I copy and paste from internet) - Chapter 36 - 'DEFENDING ZABINI'

CHAPTER 36

Tuesday
February 12th, 2008
11:38 am
Ministry of Magic
Courtroom 1


Hermione stood in front of the court. She had pleaded her case, all she had to do now was wait. She was so nervous. She hoped that they believed Blaise was innocnet. Beside her Blaise stood. She could tell he was nervous by the way he kept shuffling his feet. However, his face was impassive. Avoid of no emotion. "How do the jury find the defendant?" Minister of Magic, Connie Scrimgeour, questioned. "We find the defendant." a juror said, rising to their feet. "Not guilty of the attempted murder of Jessica Scrimgeour." Blaise let out a sigh of relief and smiled. "Court dismissed." Connie replied. Blaise hugged Hermione. "Thank you so much." Blaise cried. "Your welcome." Hermione replied. The two stood and walked to the door of the court room. They could hear the reporters outside the room. Hermione sighed and looked at Blaise. "Ready to face them?" she asked. "Hermione, I am a model." he informed her, as if she didn't know. "I have to face these savages everyday." Hermione opened the door and the two walked out into the swarm of reporters. Scarlet Rose stood in the front. Hermione groaned when she saw her. "So Blaise, tell all your fans, were you as shocked as we were when the verdict came back as not guilty?" Scarlet asked. Blaise narrowed his eyes at her. "What do you mean?" he hissed. "Oh, come on." she said with a laugh. "Everyone knows you are guilty. That's why you went to Granger right? She's so easy to fool." Scarlet replied. All the reporters stopped asking their own questions and started to listen to Scarlet.

"I mean, this is the second murderer Granger got off." Scarlet continued, writing things down on a notepad. All the other reporters turned to their notepads and started to scribble quickly. Hermione looked around glaring at all of them. "I didn't murder anyone!" Blaise snapped. "And I didn't try killing my fiancee." Blaise pushed through the rest of the reporters and stormed off. Hermione hurried after them. "Hmmm." Scarlet thought with an evil grin on her face. "Move!" she cried as she pushed a reporter. The reporter fell to the floor. He glared up at her. "The only substitute for good manners is fast reflexes." Scarlet snapped at him and hurried after Hermione and Blaise. When she finally caught up to them, she saw them hugging. Scarlet smirked and reached into her bag. She pulled out her camera and snapped a quick picture. Hermione and Blaise pulled back quickly. Scarlet waved the camera around grinning. "Now I was sure that my article would make front page of tomorrow's Daily Prophet." she told them. "But with a picture like that....well now, my article just got even better." "Go to h*ll!" Blaise snapped at her. Scarlet smirked and scribbled something down on her notepade. Hermione turned to Blaise. "Ignore her." she muttered. "She just wants to get you mad so you will say something and she will have a better article." "Oo touche, mudblood." Scarlet hissed. Hermione's eyes narrowed at her.

"Go home." Hermione muttered to Blaise. "Oh yes, go run on home, Zabini." Scarlet said. "I have all I need right here." And she patted her camera like it was a small pet. Blaise didn't make any effort to leave. He just continued to glare at her. "Go home and see your daughters." Hermione muttered to him. "Yes, go run on home and see your daughters." Scarlet teased. "And after that, why don't you stare at yourself in the mirror. Practice your poses. God knows that they need worked on. As a state of this." And again she waved the camera around. Blaise glared and with a loud crack, apperated. Hermione said nothing to Scarlet. She pushed past her and climbed onto a lift. "Yes, run, run, little mudblood." Scarlet teased. "All the way back to the little weasel." Hermione glared and the lift started to rise. Scarlet smirked and kissed her camera. "If you ain't making waves, you ain't kicking hard enough." she said.

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