This is my first so be nice please!! And if you flame, I have a bucket of ice cold water ready!

lilyx

A Tale From Slytherin

Chapter 1: Nessa Vladinsi

Hello welcome to my life. Not that I give a rats ass whether or not you're evening bothering to listen to my mind. My names Lanessa, but I will personally kill you if you call me that, just asks my history teacher. I'm a 16 year-old and I currently attend Hogwarts, lucky me. Our headmaster is an old fuck who really has nothing better to do other than tell everyone that their aim in life is to be studious and hardworking. Studious, nah never have been, though I am really quite hardworking in some other aspects of my life.

My best friend is Niamh Haggard, and for all you uneducated mudbloods it's pronounced Neave. Nymph is one of those bubbly constantly happy, flirtatious bitches, but she has a record of castrating a few of the Gryffindor boys and scores extremely high in charms. This is good enough for me, because I'm shite at charms. And she isn't blonde either, she's brunette, 5'7 and has these weird honey eyes, just like an owls.

I don't usually fight with anyone, even the Gryffindors, but if there's one fella that can rile me up it's that goddamn Riddle. And guess who's walking towards me right now? Uh huh the bastard himself, he's even got the balls to smirk at me.

"Vladinsi, what are you doing here, shouldn't you be off fucking the charms teacher, I mean even you little friend can't help your dysfunctional brain in that department," he smirked at me with his hands in his pockets.

"Riddle, do you like your man-hood?" I sneered at him. Ooh imagine what I could do to his favourite possession.

He raised his eyebrows, "What you interested? I'm sure we could come to some sort of agreement, after all you suck at charms don't you?"

"Don't flatter yourself, you see Niamh gave some great castrating charms yesterday, we even practised some of them," I grin pulling out my wand, how dare he think I'd touch him!

His face drained of colour, so even Nymphs reputation has reached his ears.

"You wouldn't dare!" he gaze narrowed as he pulled his own wand out.

"Try me, Ecoroolium," I yell, but he dodges and the charm hits a poor Hufflepuff who immediately gasps.

"Espellarmius," A voice booms.

We both turn to look at an angry Proff Dumbledore, the transfiguration teacher.

"Both of you in the headmasters office now!" he says still looking enraged.

We walk down the corridor to Dippet's office. Muttering the password I step out onto this madness people call a flight of stairs. The great oak door looms ahead of me, curse that mother fucker for getting me into this mess it'll be week of detention this time.

"Ahh Mr Riddle, Miss Vladinsi here so soon again?" Mr Dippet asks.

"Well sir, you tend to get angry when someone tries to castrate you," Riddles such a tattle, I'll get him for that.

"He provoked me Prof." I say hoping to look innocent.

"I've had an enough and no longer care, both of you will have a week's detention together to sort your differences out, I shall also be notifying your parents," Dippet said sighing.

"I'm afraid that'll be hard sir, my parents are dead," Riddle said shortly before leaving through the oak door.

"Mine wouldn't care sir," I say while walking out of the room.

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"He is so infuriating Nymph!" I cried to my best friend later in our dorm.

"Ignore him, so do you think my castration spell worked?" she asked grinning maliciously.

"You can't ignore the stupid git, and I think it did because the Hufflepuff fella didn't look very happy!" I laugh slyly. Served the ogling cunt right! Shouldn't have been poking his nose in my business.

"Can I copy your charms?" I give her my best weedling smile.

"As long as I can copy your potions, you no can't understand that shit about basilweed and monkeyspur," she replied nonchalantly, it's true she's as bad at potions as I am at charms.


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