"Hello Hermione!"

"Hi, Hermione!"

"Hermione, can I walk with you?"

"Hermione, your uniform looks so nice on you."

"Hermione, your skin is really glowing today! Mind sharing what herbal potion you are using for your skin?" Smiling faces greets me in the hallway.

Students can be so unloyal and mean. Now that the Queen Bee is bedridden, everybody is acting all nice towards who put her in that situation. Not because they want to be on the safer side, but because the outcast has suddenly displayed a good prowess of witchcraft.

"Thanks." I fake a smile, waving at them. I find my locker easily as two seeming geeks pops up...