Sukuri99: ok sorry it took so long to update and if you want to be a character just say so!
Hermione & the rest of Harry Potter: She doesn't own any of the character except for Gloria and her friend owns Venus.
Chapter Four
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They countinued up to the common room and the girls went left. Gloria lingered behind as a sudden wash of homesicken came over her.
Mother I miss you, she thought.
"Gloria? Gloria, what's wrong?" a fimilair voice asked.
"Hello Venus." the blue-pink haired girl said to the bronette. Gloria sighed and started huming to "Think of me"
"Gloria! You've got mail!" Harry called. Gloria snatched the letter and looked at it.
"Daer Golrai,
Will you cme to the hollo een dnance? Replie apsa.
Sinlercy,
Crabbe." It said. Instantly she threw it into the fire place and stared at it. With a blink of an eye it caught a fire. Everyone crowed around to stare, oviously surprised.
"I hate him!" Gloria esclaimed. Suddenly she heard Draco think,
Oh! Venus is here! She's so hot! Should I ask her out? I'd better not answer myself. I'll ask her out! OH NO I'M CRAZY!
"Venus, I heard Draco think, 'Oh! Venus is here! She's so hot! Should I ask her out? I'd better not answer myself. I'll ask her out! OH NO I'M CRAZY!' Please don't go out with him. I'm beging you!" Gloria begged Venus.
"Okay I won't." she said and went to bed. Everyone went to bed and that left Gloria to miss her mother in peace, until a fimilar face showed up.
"Hello Gloria." he said.
"Hello, Dylan. The last time I saw you, you were flirting with Apollo. Why are you here?" Gloria asked examing him.
He was five foot and wore pants that made him look tall. He was paler that usual, green eyes, red hair, and tall. He was wearing a red shirt, blue jeans, and sneaker. Around his neck was a set of headphones with an ipod.
"Your grandfather has teamed up with Voldermort! Be wary and stay with Harry Patter." He said.
"Potter." she replied.
"Whatever" Dylan said before dissapearing. Gloria went to her corridors and fell asleep in her bed.
Harry: Gloria doesn't like Dylan, does she?
Sukuri99: Why? Do you like her?
Harry: No.
Hermione: Yeah right.
Ron: You are quite odd Sukuri!
Sukuri99: pulls out rubber mallet Am I odd now?
Ron: No!
Sukuri99: Good!
Hermione: RR please
