Disclaimer :: I own none of it.
Rating :: PG - tiny bit of swearing
a/n :: Im going to do four chapters - one for each house. Maybe do one for the teachers to. Real short.
Common Rooms
Take One Hundred And ...
The idiots are at it again, per usual. What is the point in living in a castle so large if you cant get any peace? Anywhere. Draco sighed as he placed his heavy potions text on the table in front of him and watched the play unfold. He must have watched this scene a hundred times since starting first year.
Marcus and Blaise were circling each other in a way that resembled a pair of cats. Pissed off cats. He was unsure at what either of them had done this time although the pair of them could manage to find any reason to fight. Marcus being almost double the height and body mass of Blaise made it that little bit more amusing.
"Give it back" Marcus snarled.
"Nope"
Marcus made a mad dash towards the smaller boy who, quickly avoided the bulldozer by leaping over a small coffee table.
"Im warning you - give it back" Marcus spat through clenched teeth, his face turning a splotchy shade of red.
Blaise's only reply was a hand gesture, only enraging the captain of the quidditch team even more.
Draco leaned over to Pansy and asked "So what's he done this time?"
"He opened a letter that Marcus' mum sent to him"
"That all?"
"It had pictures of their village's line dancing tournament, Marcus won second prize."
She burst into a fit of giggles. Draco grinned but secretly thought Marcus should have gotten first prize as he was quite the little mover when you got him in a pair of cowboy boots.
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