Zamieon-Malanchite- will do!

Eyes of Forest- What are you stalker? Or a cop? Or some sort of stalker cop?! I believe your hunch may be right. do do dodo doo...

Note: It appears I have misread something from the first chapter, sorry. It says Her father glared at him. He never smiled. when it should say Her father glared at her. He saw Greg entering the room and smiled. Let's hope you're not a disappointment so there. sorry bout that.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, though I do wish I was a Brit. Tom Felton, you shall be MINE!!!

Chapter 3- Cartoons and a letter

Marie sat down after locking her door. She put her head against the cool brick wall of her room. She smirked when she thought of Lucius and his hair. A cartoon went on in her head.
Lucius: Like the pretty bow in my hair?
Father: Fur sure!
Both: La la la!
Lucius: My hair's better than yours!
Father: Nuh uh!
The cartoon stopped when HIlary knocked on the door.
What do you want Hilary?
Dinner is ready! she said in her greasy voice. Marie unlocked her door and looked at her picture of George. She smiled. One more month' she thought. (A/n Could Marie Jenssiea Goyle have a crush on George Weasly? Yeah.) Hilary walked in again. She smiled at the picture. Oh, you two aren't dating are you?
Never mind said Marie in as sweet voice as she could manage. The girls went down to dinner. Marie could have sworn they were eating cat food. The only sound was Leia munching on a similar looking substance from her bowl.

Mr. Malfoy broke the silence. So, Marie, your father tells me you want to study dragons?Marie replied Yes sir, I do or maybe teach Transfiguration
Ah. How very... interesting Mr. Malfoy said softly.
So, Hillary, what do you want to do? asked Marie's father.
Well I hope to start my own clothing store Marie made a very forced attempt at a smile. It worked. Mr. Goyle smiled. That's great! he smiled still. Then a flicker of anger rose in Marie. Hilary gets to be a ditz and open her own clothing store, she gets praise. Me, I try to do something useful with my education, but no, nothing for me!' she thought bitterly.
Dinner was over soon after and they were expected to sit in the living room and talk. Marie pulled out a book called 100 dragons'. She had read a few pages when an owl flew into the room. Marie called out It's for me! and snatched it easily from over Greg's head. Her owl, Dusty, flew off to his cage. Marie opened the envelope.

Dear Marie,
Want to get our school stuff together? Hoping for a yes,
Gred and Forge

Laughing, she went to her father. Daddy?

My pen pal and his brother want to meet in Diagon Alley tomorrow. May I go? Please? Marie pleaded.
Fine Mr. Goyle replied grumpily.

Marie went to her room after the Malfoys left and took out a roll of parchment. She answered the letter, and sent Dusty off. The clocked chimed 9:00. Better get to bed if I want to see Gred and Forge tomorrow!' she thought

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