"Why does he still bother me?" she shook with rage at the thought. "Even after all these year." She let out a small, silent laugh. What else would she expect of him? He had always loathed her, she guessed, probably for being a mudblood or getting the highest marks, or both. " Oh well" She said as she went about her business. " I have other things to worry about."
She was in her dormitory getting dressed. She had just come from a walk to clear her head and ended up getting more and more confused.
She stared at herself in the mirror. Long chocolate wavved curls draped her perfect face. Cinnamon eyes looked back at her radiating intelligence. She looked herself up and down, making sure she fit her part.
She was wearing a simple black dress with a black cardigan. Black. It wasn't the best color for her to wear. The contrast from the black dress to her fair skin just didn't work. But she didn't care.. today was a somber day. Today was the only day black was supposed to look nice.
Rain began to hit the windows, making her jump. "Perfect," she thought." A perfect day." she let out a sigh as she came out of a trance of memories.
Rummaging through her things she found her umbrella and then put on boots instead of the heels she previously picked out. " The grounds will be soggy by the time it starts," she said pulling on a boot. "May as well be prepared..."
She got up and looked in the mirror. She chuckled to herself as she thought of how much more she cared about her appearance these days. She applied some waterproof mascara as the finishing touch. Grabbing her umbrella from the bed, she thought to herself, " Lets get this over with..."