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Daphne Greengrass was thrilled, ecstatic, giddy… She was positively vibrating with suppressed energy. All the theoretical plans discussed after dinner, the mock scenario-games and debates held on the weekends, the talks… They were finally going to get the chance to put the 'what-if' into play!
Not for the first time Daphne was infinitely grateful that she had invited Hermione Granger to a Greengrass Sunday family dinner. Daphne was proud that her family was open-minded and tolerant and willing to share private familial magics with respectful outsiders. She was overjoyed that Merlin's Enchantment had recognized Hermione as a worthy candidate to be the next Magical Monarch. And she was awed the one that the Fates deemed suitable to be Hermione Granger's match was a Hogwarts Founder, Salazar Slytherin himself.
Inwardly she smirked at the constipated expressions on the faces of certain inbred Purebloods. Take that you losers! Daphne yelled mentally. She couldn't wait to hear how Hermione was going to put her plans for the Ministry into action.
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