People talk about the Slytherin life. There wrong, even the great Mudblood Granger. We let them believe what they want. As long as our name isn't jeopardized.
The Slytherins are just one big messed up group. I should know; I'm in it. Anyone put in this house has something wrong with them, physically or mentally, sometime both. We all know it. Secrets don't stay secrets long in my house, but what's said in the Slytherin common room stays there. We don't want our dirty laundry to stink up the school (other words gossip). I'll give my best friend Phoebe as an example. Phoebe's father rapes her. Her mother died when she was eight, and she was the next best thing. You'd be surprised about how many peoples problems are like hers are worse. Even I have my problems but I don't want to get into that right away.
"Jazz, look alive the bitch is walking over here." Draco whispered harshly. Sure enough McGonagall was walking towards me. I swear that women has it in for me!
"Ms. Spark, I think you of all people should know how to transfigure a dark object into a random object."
"Why would I know how to do that Professor?" I asked innocently.
"Just because my parents got caught doing it when I was two, doesn't exactly help me now?" McGonagall looked put out.
"Yes very well, I'll be back in a few behave your self." She directed at the Slytherins because the Gryfinndors could do no wrong. She was practically Snape in a dress.
Every thing was quite for a second and than that beautiful piece of work.
"We all know that you do know how to disguise dark objects. So why don't you show us. Afraid Mother and Father would get mad." Granger spat.
"Oh so the human bush talks! I though she was just here to waist space." Draco snickers.
"What would you know Sparks? I get higher grades than you."
"Because I don't care, I have the third highest grades, and while you work your ass off to get them, I barley do any work."
"Yeah because your to busy whoring it up in the dungeons. Probably Slept with Snape to get that O."
"Yeah, because everyone does what you do." The Slytherins were laughing or snickering. Granger was getting angry; I could here breathing in front of me (that's where she sat). I played with my silver ring. I used to wear it on my finger when I was little but now it's too small so it on my chain. I know it's fake. I just can't part with it. I'll never tell anybody where I got it.
"At least I don't where a Cracker Jack ring!" Granger replied hotly. Draco got stiff. He new I liked it for some strange reason. Weasley looked at my neck. I could practically see his ears perk up.
"For your info Afro Queen a Friend gave it to me along time ago." I spat.
"You're the only person to have a problem with me… or my looks." I whispered harshly into her ear. She jumped. I guess she didn't think that I was that close.
"Because everyone else is too scared to say anything to you!" Fro girl yelled. I smiled.
"Conflict!" A dreamy voice screeched. We look over to see Luna. I raise an eyebrow. I like that girl.
"'Ello Jazzy!"
"Lunette." I'm the only person beside Ginny she calls buy there nickname, and Ginny and I both call her Lunette. Ginny is cool; after all she opened the Chamber. She's not as innocent as she let people believe. Tom only asked her. She did every thing her self. Tom only possessed her when the task was too difficult, or parsel-tounge witch ether Tom or I would help. We as the Slytherins adopted her as our own along with Luna, well because Luna has problems, and she makes us laugh, which is hard unless somebody is getting hurt, or along those lines. As soon as she came she was gone.
Weasley was still staring at my neck.
"Stop gazing at my neck." I smirked at him.
"You can do that after the honeymoon." He LAUGHED. I mean really laughed. I was trying to get him to blush and shy away, but to laugh!
"Sorry, I don't think Malfoy's share."
"Nobody was talking to you Potter!" I yelled. He blushed. YAY! At least I got somebody. Draco blushed, but he always dose after a comment about me like that. He used to have a huge crush on me last year, but it stop suddenly over they summer. You don't think it was because I made him soil himself with fright. Nah!
Ron glared at Potter.
"Sorry mate, she's been taken since she was three." Draco looked at me. I shook my head no. And he let out a long breath.
"I couldn't stand the summer with her. I don't know how anybody could marry her! She's frightening. A mini Bella….. OWW!" I elbowed him roughly.
"See!" He said pointing at me.
"Pure evil!"
"I think I can handle her." Ron said smirking. Now it was me who blush.
"No mate, she's too frisky. I'm rather good with evil." Potter wiggled his eye brows.
"Human Bush, make them stop." Potter was freaking me out. She glared at the name.
"Harry, Ron, friends don't let friends date evil scum bags."
"What!" I screamed. I didn't give her a chance to say anything. I snatched her up by the back of her head. Put my mouth by her neck very clearly yet harshly said. "If I ever here you call anybody Scum I will rip your throat out with my bare teeth." I pushed her back in her seat.
"Filth."
The rest of the week went by with out a problem. Picked on some first years, Longbottom, hung out with Slytherins, Ginny, Luna, and successfully passed every homework assignment without a sweat. I swear I woke up and found my charms essay done.