Rita
Have you ever looked at someone and felt like their unhappiness was so contagious you find yourself wanting to crawl under a rock? That's what it's like when I talk to Peter, my Herbology partner. I mean, when you talk to him, he's this really bright guy who is the sweetest person you'll ever meet. But when his friends come around…it's like seeing this really pretty flower, and then watching someone's boot stomp on it. They're just so,...urgh. There's this muggle story, about an orphan who was raised by monkeys and ended up swinging from trees in the jungle. Then, when he finally met a real girl, he didn't know how to act around her. Yeah. Poor Peter…
I'm not sure why I care so much, I guess it's just because he understands me or something. Like, he doesn't care what other people say about me behind my back or to my face. We can talk about anything, Herbology, or teachers, or our families. It's like he gets me or something. Sometimes, we just keep talking, even after the bell that ends class rings. He's so funny. But then the gorillas come 'round, and it's like he just retreats back into the shell, like a snail or a turtle. I don't know, I guess I just like talking to him. It's a shame he wasn't sorted into Hufflepuff.