School was, for lack of better term, living hell for Kora. She was usually either sitting in the farthest corner by herself, or else stuck in between the two most horrible, annoying, smelly teenagers in her class. Oh how Kora despised seating charts. Especially the one Snape had given them on Thursday afternoon..

"Patel … Zabini … Lovel … Malfoy …"

Great. Just Perfect. Stuck in between two of the worst Slytherin boys in 7th year. What could be worse? Oh yea, they're good friends. Kora gave an audible groan and, after being shot some sympathetic looks from her fellow Gryffindors, walked to her seat and set her books down on the desk. She pulled out her chair and went to sit down, but when she did, her rear end landed swiftly on the floor. All the Slytherins started laughing, and Kora looked up just in time to see the blonde boy on her right high-fiving the brunette boy on her left. She angrily got off of her cold seat on the dungeon floor and looked over to Professor Snape. He was going on assigning seats like nothing had even happened. The only noticeable change was that he now had a smirk pulling at the corners of his lips. Kora sneered at him, inwardly trying to choose the method of destruction best fit for her bastard of a teacher.

Gritting her teeth, she pulled her chair back up to her desk and sat firmly atop it, staring straight ahead, trying her best to ignore the two boys who kept poking and prodding her. She closed her eyes,

'Only one more hour' she thought to herself, 'Just 60 more measly minutes.'

But those 60 measly minutes went by like 60 million hours. Having to endure 90 minutes of Zabini, Malfoy, Snape, and paper being thrown at the back of her head was not exactly what Kora would have called a 'field day'. But with her life, what could she expect nowadays?

The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Finally! Kora wasn't sure how much more of the torture she could take. She quickly stuffed her book, quill, parchment, and ink back into her bag and rushed out the classroom door. As she did so, she bumped into a pudgy Slytherin girl, making her stumble and drop most of her belongings. Not really giving two shits about whether she knocked over a Slytherin, or killed one for that matter, she kept on walking, but only until she was forced to stop. She turned around, only to face that oh-so-familiar blonde boy she had, unfortunately, been seeing a lot of lately.

"What do you want, Malfoy?"

"You really should watch your step, Lovel." He scowled

"Oh, I'm sorry!" she sneered sarcastically, "I'll do that next time. I promise." She turned around, trying to walk away, but was once again stopped by the hand of the arrogant blonde fool that stood before her.

"Don't take that tone with me, Lovel. It'll only get you into trouble."

"Oh, really?" she half laughed, "What sort of trouble could you possibly scare me with?" she asked, raising an eyebrow, waiting for him to speak up. When he said nothing, Kora smirked and turned away.

"Yeah, I thought so."

She smiled to herself as she heard the Slytherin girl's voice yelling out to her, threatening to kill Kora, and then Draco's cold drawl holding her back.

"It's not worth it Pansy, don't bother." He said, almost lazily as she turned the corner to go up to the Gryffindor Common Room, retrieving her books for her last class of the day.

Divinations was hardly what Kora would call "interesting". She thought along the same lines as Hermione did, in the sense that she believed it to be an utterly useless waste of time. The batty old teacher (Trelawney's job had been returned to her after Umbridge left.) had loved to predict her death almost as much as she did Harry's. This year, however, she seemed to let up on some of the deadly prophecies, given the events of last year.

Kora strode slowly into the Great Hall, making her way to her lonely spot on the bench of the Gryffindor Table, facing the wall so she wouldn't have to stare at those repulsive Slytherins all meal long. She filled her goblet, piled food on her plate, and started to eat, hoping she could finish early in hopes that she could spend time alone in the Common Room sitting by the fire.

She had only just finished swallowing he last drops of pumpkin juice from her goblet when Dumbledore stood up from his seat in the front of the hall. Figuring he was going to make some big, dramatic and important speech, Kora sighed and kept her butt firmly on the seat beneath her, waiting for him to begin.

"Will the Head Boy and Girl please come to the Head Table?" was all that the old man said before returning to his seat, and his food. Kora turned around and watched as a Ravenclaw boy and a Hufflepuff girl stood up and walked over to Dumbledore.

'Well, if that's all ..' she thought, standing up and walking towards the doors. As she did, Kora saw a scowling Draco Malfoy sitting at the Slytherin Table, glaring up towards the Head Table, where the Head Boy stood, eagerly listening to what the Headmaster had to say.

He was jealous. It couldn't have been anymore obvious if there was a huge sign pointing to him that read "Look at me! I'm Draco Malfoy being all sad and pouty because I don't have the highest student authority position!"

She smirked. The smirk turned into a smile, and that, in turn, grew into a grin. It pleased her to see the one person she hated most to not get what he so desired. Kora smiled and laughed silently to herself the whole way to the Portrait of the Fat Lady, where she said the password and entered.