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"Bullshit! Ron wouldn't do such a thing.'' She said quite indignant upon hearing her best friend being accused of such a thing, as she got up from her chair, she fell to the floor. ( the chair )

"'Ronald Weasley, he wouldn't do that.... He's a complete coward to do that.'' Hearing Daemon mocking his friend, this only served to increase Hermione's anger.

Just as she was about to say something, Daemon didn't let her and continued.

''But, your mother or father . . . They would do it without a second thought. You don't have to be a great genius to know that Hermione Granger is a rare talent in magic, it's only a matter of time before she occupies a great position in life. ''

''Then she will find a way to get Hermione Granger on her (Dumbledore's) side , the easiest way would be to tie her to her son. ''

''They are friends, so it's normal that they will eventually develop some kind of interest in each other.''

''That's what outsiders would see.

''This is not the first time this has happened.''

''Hermione, don't forget, no matter how nice they are to you, they will put their interests first. We are talking about noble families who sell their daughters for a small piece of power.''

"Lady Molly wouldn't do that." Hermione said almost shouting her furious look was directed at Daemon, with a frown on his face.

Giving her a deep look he said. "'If you're sure they wouldn't do that, then there's no problem.

"'What the hell was that? Are you trying to play me against my friends?' It was obvious that his mood had gotten much worse.

"'No, it would be very annoying if I did that'" he replied.

"Then why were you telling me all these things," she said in a somewhat bossy tone.

"Simple, be alert. You are not part of this community, nor do you know how much they hate the so-called blood-ruins.'' He replied.

'Ironic, isn't it? There is no such thing as pureblood, what they claim to be pureblood would only be that they are born with a small core inside their bodies, these cores were as small as a piece of fingernail, the more they grew, the more their cores matured.

And when the so-called non-magical people the only reason why they cannot do magic is because their so-called nuclei are still in their gaseous state, when exposed to magic or a great trauma, their nuclei start to form.

So from there they can learn magic with no problem, or someone can force someone's gaseous state until they become a core.

Like Daemon who could easily do that.

Daemon's core was an aberration, in a core there are all the basic, advanced and higher elements in perfect harmony, his core looked like a rainbow from so many colors they displayed.

''You and one of the thoroughbred fanatics'' She asked, Hermione didn't like them at all since the first year she had to deal with Draco Malfoy calling her a bad blood.

''No, that's ridiculous, even if they say they are purebloods, in fact each of them had an ancestor from a non-magical person, it's not like a non-magical person can't learn magic, they just don't have a suitable core for it.'' He replied.

Hermione listened carefully to what he was saying, even daring him to say that purebloods are nothing special and that it was just their luck that they were given a core no matter how small.

"Wait! Can muggles learn magic too?'' she asked rather enthusiastically.

"Yes, they can." He replied.

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Answering all the questions she had, Hermione finally seemed to remember that she was no longer at Hogwarts and didn't even know how long she had been here. Daemon handed her back the time-turner and before sending her to the Weasley house, she turned to him.

"What do I do now?" she asked.

"Do whatever you want and try to forget the night before," he said.

Before sending her to the Weasley house, Daemon asked her not to talk about them, at least not yet.

Seeing again the circle of flames in front of her Hermione was impressed again to see the circle of flames that showed on a road with trees on both sides with several trees surrounding the road.

- It would be very convenient to use this to get from one place to another,' she thought, thinking about asking him to teach her but it would be very rude of her to ask. Crossing the circle, she didn't notice two creeping shadows coming up to her and getting stuck there.

Recognizing the place where she was, Hermione was very close to the 'den', the sun behind her was already setting.

- 'Trying to forget last night...' Heading towards the 'burrow', she let her thoughts flow through her mind, as brief moments of the previous night flashed through her mind.

- Impossible!' It was completely impossible for her to forget what had happened.

For her, it was completely impossible to forget his touch or the perverted face she made countless times and how he was in and out of her.

- 'Is it normal for men to be this big?' That was another of her thoughts.

Her face glowed with a crimson as she walked to the den, 'Luckily no one was around to see her like this.'

She threw her thoughts to the back of her mind.

After walking for a few minutes, she arrived at the Den, even though she wasn't that good at sports, she was invited by Mr. Weasley to watch the World Cup of Quadribol.

Knock!

Knock!

Knocking on the door of the house, she was quickly answered by Gin, who was surprised to see her.

Seeing that Gin was looking shocked at her, Hermione asked. ''Do you have something on my face?

''Did you use something on your face?'' Asked this, Ginevra was finding Hermione much prettier since the last time she had seen her.

''No, do you have any on my face?'' asked Hermione, as she touched her own face.

''Are you prettier?'' Ginevra said a little confused.

"Ginevra, who's here?'' A female voice came from the kitchen.

"Hermione, mother." Ginevra answered the voice.

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Coming out of the kitchen Mrs. Weasley, also saw Hermione standing next to her only daughter and was surprised to see her.

"Welcome dear," she said giving Hermione a hug.