Don't own it.
Okay so were was I? Oh yeah, Transfiguration, I'd got sucked off into la-la land again. Oh well, he's gorgeous, I don't care what me friends say. But now he's talking to that girl. Ooo how I hate that girl. That little slut. Oh, and on the contrary of what most other student's think, not all of us Slytherin girls are whores. And I am certainly not one of them.
But there she is, playing with her brown silk hair that was tied back with a ribbon. Ruby that was her name, Ruby Herring. Grr at her. That little hussy. But she was flirting with Marcus; unfortunately, she was one of the girls that I was forced to share a room with. But back to the reason I'm am so happy Marcus sits in front of me? Other than the fact that he is so utterly gorgeous, Heh, shut up Kelly, is that they like to play jokes on all the little Gryffindors, and well, let's just say that Ruby isn't the best spit ball aim.
Lucky I only got detention her detention for a week, and it wasn't even that bad, got to spend some quality time with the Weasley twins, and those two are the only Gryffindors that are decent, fine Kel, sexy and that, we would gladly screw them. Oh, and you're probably wondering who Kelly is, she's one of the girl's that I room with and one of my best friends. That's one thing I can hand them Gryffindors, they're damn loyal.
Back to spit balls, I would be the champion, and you know why? Three guesses what I did in my spare time when I wasn't allowed to watch Quidditch. That's right, my older brother, Everett before he went off, taught me everything I know. I'm your basic tomboy who's not allowed to play sports. Make any sense to you? Good.
At this rate, if I don't introduce you to the girl's now, you'll never understand. Okay, so first off we've got Kelly, a gutter mouth like me, Heh, shoulder length sandy blonde hair and brown eyes. Smart girl, fairly classy.
Then there's Renée, she like the mom in our group, oh so worrisome over the tiniest things. Blonde frizzy curled hair and brown eyes, the most intelligent, zero street smarts this one.
And last and not least, Gwen, our resident loud mouth Cockney. Long straight black hair and blue, err... I mean red eyes. She's got this fascination with muggle contacts. Lord knows how she got into Slytherin. But she's the wisest of us all in the fact that you've got an anything-that-does-not-include-schoolwork, she's your girl to go to. And I have to laugh at that. So I will. In my head of course.
Next, to the bane of my existence, Ruby. Ruby, Ruby, Ruby. She's the biggest slut I have ever seen, and from what I have, even Malfoy wants another go. But no, ever since Marcus has been in our class, which would have been, since second period Charms, she's been on his dick.
Now compared to her, my limp waves of red brown hair and dull gray eyes, stands no chance with Marcus Flint, or any other Slytherin for that matter. They just all want a piece of, her.