Look at Marcus sitting there by the lake. What's he doing? He's so lucky. Everyone respects him, maybe that's why I hate him so much. Everyone scared of him, nobody would dare do anything to offend him. Everybody thinks I'm such a pushover. People offend me all the time. But, I guess the real hatred between us grew from our love of game: Quidditch. Ever since I was a little boy, I loved Quidditch. When I finally came to Hogwarts, he was a second year chaser. He played so rough, like winning was all that mattered to him. I admired him for that. I remember the first time I met him. It was a clear cool night. Most of the students were in the castle enjoying the feast. The Slytherins won the Quidditch Cup. But he wasn't with them. No, he was still out there in the field. Flying around, you could see it in his face, how much he loved the speed. I sat there, watching him. My eyes grew wider as he flew down. I raced up toward him. "Hi" I said. He just looked at me. "What d'ya want?" he said to me, rather harshly. I told him how I looked up to him, and he just laughed. A few awkward moments passed. Then he walked away. From then on, I realized that, maybe people were not who they seemed. After he embarassed me like that, I hated him. I thought he was this cool Quidditch player, and he turned out to be a huge jerk. And that hatred I had for him carried on with me throughout my years at Hogwarts. Now I'm in my seventh year. Why is Flint still here? Haha, that stupid dumbass failed his NEWTS last year. Can you believe it? Guess what? We won the Quidditch Cup! It felt so good to see the look of disappointment on Flint's face. I finally got him back, after all these years. I can't wait till school's over. I'll never have to see him again. I'm gonna go out and play Quidditch professionally (some recruiters talked to me) and he'll probably still be here at Hogwarts.
I hate the way he acts like he's so cool. Oh yeah, *I'm the big bad Marcus. Everyone is so scared of me because I can beat them up.* Whatever.I'll finally be rid of him soon.
Author's note: Sorry this was so short.
I hate the way he acts like he's so cool. Oh yeah, *I'm the big bad Marcus. Everyone is so scared of me because I can beat them up.* Whatever.I'll finally be rid of him soon.
Author's note: Sorry this was so short.
