Hermione kindly took a pumpkin pastie and nibbled. "Thanks for the snacks." Harry sat down next to Jasmine and watched her carefully. He was trying to keep a picture of her in his mind. Jasmine had super long curly ginger strawberry hair, bright blue eyes, a delicate and cute smile, soft cheeks, average height, emerald earrings, a silver ring on her right finger, and a wonderful laugh. Harry smiled to himself and took a cauldron cake, taking a large bite. Jasmine was happy that she had company. The truth was, her parents, Slytherins, were FORCED to be Death Eaters. They had been killed by Voldemort and tortured because he had found out they were helping Muggles. She had the Dark Mark forced onto her forearm and had never shown anyone. She would never tell anyone. Then, Hermione started making conversation. "So, are you pureblood, halfblood, or Muggle-born? I'm Muggle-born." "Pureblood,"she whispers. "Same,"Ron said, mouthful of licorice wands. "Nah, I'm halfblood."