One in the basket is worth two in the bushel
"You do NOT have to be Pureblood to be worth anything!" Hermione had Draco pinned against the wall, her wand stabbing into his jugular.
“Yeah right.” Draco said trying to sneer, “Look at Harry, he is Half-blood and he is worth next to nothing, but even he is better than you!” His words were cut off by a choking gurgle as Hermione pressed her wand even further into his throat, cutting off his air.
“You are not very smart, Draco.” Hermione said sneering in turn, “You’re the Pureblood, and I am the Muggle born, but I am the one holding the wand at your throat!” Hermione said triumphantly.
