A few Slytherin Third Year's were staring enviously at Larissa as she flounced into the Great Hall, hand in hand with Adrian. She dragged him over to where Daphne and the rest of her friends were sat.

"Larissa!" the girls chorused. Satisfied at the effect of her presence, she sat down gracefully next to Sophie Roper, a blonde haired girl with a reputation for kissing boys then hexing them.

"Guess what!" Sophie squealed. "I'm going out with Aaron Harper!"

"Nice!" Larissa said, and she meant it. Although Aaron was a year younger, he was tall and good-looking, with dark skin, dark eyes and high cheekbones.

As the remaining students filed into the hall, Adrian tapped her on the shoulder.

"I have a gift for you. I know it doesn't make up for the lack of communication over the summer, but I know you'll love this..." He pulled a box out of his robes and opened it, revealing the most divine gold brooch. It had a very intricate design, and in the middle sat a huge, glimmering emerald.

"Oh my God." Larissa examined it close up. It was the loveliest piece of jewellery she'd ever seen. "Adrian, I love you!" She fell into his arms dramatically, and he held her close, laughing. The other girls picked up the box carefully to admire the jewellery. Even Pansy hadn't received anything so nice from Draco (though Larissa knew secretly that Draco didn't really like her but was too scared to break up with her).

"We're the last in here, let's go. I'm fuckin' tired," Millicent said, folding her chubby arms. Millicent Bulstrode was the roughest girl in Slytherin, the roughest in the school even. She wasn't afraid to take on anyone in a fight, and that was before magic was involved. Still, she was a good person to keep around.

"Come on girls." Larissa beckoned imperiously to them and they all rose elegantly (except for Millicent who knocked the table forwards as she stood up). Filch was waiting at the door presumably to clean up the mess and glowered at the group, but they all took their time as they meandered out slowly, shrieking and laughing.

Once they had left the hall, they picked up a faster pace. When they caught up with the other students, Larissa noticed a flash of long red hair and snorted.

"Look who it is," Larissa said loudly with a giggle at the end of her sentence. "The ginger midget-"

Ginny turned around to see who was speaking. Larissa barely paid attention to her at first, still laughing to herself, then stopped still as she fully took in her appearance.

She was still ginger, and she was still a midget, but she was a ridiculously stunning ginger midget. Ginny's face had lost the childish chubbiness it once had, and her once unusual features seemed to now suit her better than ever. This new beauty had taken Larissa aback somewhat, and now she was speechless with no taunts or insults to hurl at her.

It appeared that the other girls had nothing to say either. It wasn't just the fact that Ginny was now annoyingly beautiful. She was oozing with charisma; laughing, slapping the boys arms playfully... When she spoke, they hung on to her every word.

Larissa couldn't take her beady eyes off her until the Gryffindor's went up the stairs, and her group went down to the dungeons. Neither, it seemed, could Adrian.

"Were you staring at Ginny Weasley?" she interrogated fiercely once they'd entered their common room.

"Of course not babe, why would I stare at a Blood Traitor?" Adrian said, smirking down at her. Her heart melted and she snuggled into his chest. They all should have gone to bed early, ready for their first day, but none of them cared at all. They sat on the green sofas and gossiped about their fellow students until way past midnight. When they finally went to bed, Adrian and Larissa shared a long, passionate kiss before they went up to their dorms. Larissa was still grinning as she slid into bed and finally fell asleep...

~~~(O.O)~~~

Larissa woke up to loud laughter and chatter. Pansy was doing her mascara in the mirror, Millicent was lacing up her heavy black boots and Daphne was walking around in lacy white underwear, showing off her slim figure.

"Show off," Larissa muttered, and got out of bed reluctantly, yawning. She hated having to wear the Hogwarts uniform with a passion, much preferring to wear her own designer wardrobe. Reaching under her bed for her short skirt, she joined in the conversation, which was about bullying the new Gryffindor students.

She took her time, finding the perfect pink lipstick and carefully applying Marbello's Best Mascara, which lengthened the eyelashes by an inch and made them appear thicker too. Larissa could have sworn that she saw a hint of a smirk on Pansy's face when she looked at her in the mirror, but brushed it off.

"Are you coming down now or not?" Pansy asked, arms folded.

"Nah," Larissa replied lazily. She wanted to make a grand entrance to the first breakfast like she always did, which included arriving five minutes after everyone else. "You go on ahead and save me a space."

"Come on girls," Pansy said to Millicent and Daphne, and they all exited. Larissa glared at Daphne's slim frame, then looked at herself in the mirror and relaxed.

Five minutes later, Larissa strode out of the dormitory in four inch stiletto shoes. The common room was empty, except for Draco, who was sat on a sofa with his head in his hands and his eyes closed.

"Draco?" Larissa said, walking up to him. "Oi, Draco. What's up?"

Draco jumped, then rubbed his eyes. "Nothing," he repeated several times, as he continued rubbing his closed eyes.

"Let me see your eyes," Larissa ordered, grabbing his pale wrists and yanking them away.

"Ow, your horrible claws are digging into my wrist, you bitch!"

Draco would never ever have called her a bitch a year ago.

He turned away, but not before she caught sight of his huge dilated pupils. Larissa sighed, and her mouth tightened.

"This is all to do with that shit you were buying from that freak Pravus, wasn't it?"

Draco turned towards her, his body tense. The expression on his face almost frightened her.

"Rissa, I'm warning you. Stop meddling in things that are nothing to do with you. You don't get it, because you aren't as smart as you think you are."

"Draco, I-"

"JUST GET OUT!" Draco exploded, picking up a heavy leather-bound book and hurling it at her. It missed, and she ran out of the common room as he bewitched another one to go flying after her.