Chapter 6

Once in the dorm, Rhian pulled at her neck and threw the tie on Leah's bed.

"Thank God! No more filthy, ugly, stupid..."

"Ok, I think that's enough!" Hermione demanded.

"Agreed...!" Leah smirked, knowing how much Rhian hated being told what to do...She could feel the negative vibes throbbing, the feeling of blood boiling. She knew what would come next, and she braced herself.

"DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" Rhian yelled two seconds later.

"I wasn't...Leah, I think you should go and find Ginny!" Hermione replied calmly.

Leah, sensing Rhian was going to blow like a volcano and erupt any second, walked quietly out of the room and into the corridor. No sooner had she closed the door, yells and cursing came from the dorm.

"Typical...!" Leah said with a sigh.

Leah wondered why Hermione and Rhian never did get along. Maybe it was the Slytherin/Gryffindor rivalry, but that hadn't stopped her. Or possibly it was because they were jealous of each other, as Hermione was good at everything except Quidditch, and Rhian, Quidditch and nothing else...