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By:!!Me!!
"Harry, Ronald honestly you would think that you would flunk school, yet you hold on by a string, an extremely thin string," I mumbled the last thought to myself. "You are still going to help us with our potions essay," Ron asked helplessly. "How can you ask me that?" I asked exasperated.
"So, you are going to help us!" Ron asked, again. "No Ronald, I will not help you with your essay. You two have no respect for me, so until you two can act like regular adults I will not help you. You can do your own bloody homework." I finally snapped. Never hearing me speak like that, left Ron and Harry stunned. I knew they would come crawling back when they couldn't finish their essays. This time I would not let them. I was finished with constantly helping them, or should I say doing their homework. Before I go on I should probably update you on what's going on. Well we came back for our seventh year. Ron and Harry were getting on my nerves even more than usual this year. They were constantly complaining about school and Harry had started this I am superior to you for fighting Voldermort. If his cockiness did not subside before the final battle we were never going to overcome Voldermort. I of course had made head girl. That was an upside. I had the most magnificent room. Whenever I felt like changing it I could by just saying the word. At the moment the walls were a light blue with a giant four poster bead and I small sitting room. The down side to all of this was that I had to room with Draco Malfoy, Yep, the one and only Draco Malfoy. He of course was just as rude as ever. His constant tormenting meant nothing to me anymore they were empty handed comments. Over the summer I had matured. My once uncontrollable hair now fell in soft curls down my back. The slight acne I had, cleared up, to leave behind clear tan skin. I had many of the male population looking after me, including one Draco Malfoy, but of course I did not know that at the time though.
Breaking me out of my train of thought, I ran into a brick wall. Falling back on my bum I dropped all of my books, which if you knew me were a lot. I scrambled to pick all my feet. Not noticing the stone wall move to help me pick up my books. I kept going. Finally noticing a presence in front of me, I looked up, to find Blaze. Tucking a stray hair behind my ear I said, "Oh, um thanks." He handed me my books. "You're welcome it was the least I could do to make up for running into you," Blaze apologized.
"Oh, it wasn't your fault. I wasn't watching where I was going," I stammered. You had to admit he was one hot slytherin. "Could I make it up to you by taking you to dinner this weekend?" He asked innocently. "That depends are you going to be there?" I flirted.
"If you're going to be there of course I'll be there," he flirted back.
"Then I will definitely be there. Pick me up at seven." With that I walked towards the dorms.
Well that was an up to another wise long day.
--This is realy bothering me! What is this??--