"B-RING"
This was the blasted sound that woke me up today morning. The stupid alarm clock. I swear those things were made to make my life miserable! I reluctantly got up and trudged down the stairs, and was immediately greeted by what seemed like thousands of cheery calls of 'good morning'! Bleh. Stupid morning people. It should be illegal to be able to function before 12.00 every morning. I walked over to my mom and dad who were seated on the couch by the window drinking wonderfully smelling coffee. I plonked down next to my dad and stole his coffee. I love coffee. I am a caffeine addict through and through! My day is dead without coffee! I scooped up the daily prophet and flipped through, it was the same bullshit about stupid ministry reforms.
Just when I was about to reach the gossip Column which was usually about at least one of my family members, a hand snatched the paper from me. I glared up to see my dear old cousin Albus looking at me with his oh-so-innocent, perfect, emerald green eyes which the jerk inherited from his dad. He held up an envelope in his hand and realising that they were our Hogwarts letters I let out a squeal of joy! I had been waiting for this the whole summer! I was going to Hogwarts for my seventh and final year! I snatched the letter from his outstretched hand and ripped it open.
And searched for the round object I was so hoping to find. YES! I was head girl! I took the badge out with a lot of care so as to not damage it and ran to my mom and showed it to her!
She beamed at me," ROSIE! Iam soo happy for you, sweetheart! You got what you deserved! ",she enveloped me in fierce hug and gave me a peck on the cheek still beaming from ear to ear. My dad walked in and squealed like a little school girl when he saw the badge in my hand!
"You make me proud Rosie! Wait till I rub this into Malfoy's face. Ha! My baby is Head Girl!"
I gave him a fleeting hug and went to find Albus, wondering who the head boy was. Al had obviously gotten Quidditch Captain, he was after all the son of the one and only Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley the youngest seeker of the Holyhead Harpies! Al congratulated me and ruffled my hair. Just when he was about to say something, the front door banged open and Scorpius Malfoy, Al's best mate , the person I have come to loathe over the past few years stomped in with an arrogant I-own-the-world smirk on his gorgeous face, wait a second did I just say gorgeous? I meant sickening. He held up something in his hand and my jaw fell open in shock.
It was a badge identical to mine, except with Head Boy written on it.
That's just freaking wonderful.
Looks like dad's not going to be rubbing anything in Malfoy senior's face after all.