A/N: Sorry it took awhile to update. I've been working on something else, plus school stuff. It's getting really close to the end, my friend. Not the story, school. Thanks to everyone who is reviewing! It lets me know my stories are liked (or hated, but at least peeps are reading).

UKP

What is it like, being a Gryffindor? I imagine it is much different from Slytherin life.

Muggles had always thought that she was strange. Even Rose's own sister had called her crazy once or twice. Things just happened to her that were, quite frankly, impossible. And everyone always reminded her of that. She would see things fly that weren't supposed to, sometimes something would change into something else.

Rose honestly was scared. Scared that she was going crazy, scared that these things would become dangerous. Rose tried to keep calm all the time, for she had noticed that the strange things happened more often when she was very emotional.

She had soon become a loner, afraid that she would hurt someone. Soon, she avoided everyone and they avoided her. Except for one kid, a boy who annoyed her to death. He wouldn't leave her alone, even when especially weird things happened.

Norris

Norris

Being a Gryffindor is a lot different from being Slytherin, from what I've gathered.

We aren't evil.

Not all of us are purebloods.

Gryffindors are (usually) brave.

You don't write very long entries, for being the writer of the two of us.

Muggles had always thought that she was strange. Even Rose's own sister had called her crazy once or twice. Things just happened to her that were, quite frankly, impossible. And everyone always reminded her of that. She would see things fly that weren't supposed to, sometimes something would change into something else.

Rose honestly was scared. Scared that she was going crazy, scared that these things would become dangerous. Rose tried to keep calm all the time, for she had noticed that the strange things happened more often when she was very emotional.

She had soon become a loner, afraid that she would hurt someone. Soon, she avoided everyone and they avoided her. Except for one kid, a boy who annoyed her to death. He wouldn't leave her alone, even when especially weird things happened. The boy thought Rose was some kind of magical entity, and that she had weird stuff happen simply because she couldn't control it. Rose, of course, thought he was making stuff up and he didn't believe any of it. She quickly got fed up with him and pushed him into a mudhole.

For a while, the boy kept his distance, but it only made Rose more miserable. Now there was no one who would even glance her direction. Finally, there came a day that the boy found Rose crying in a secluded corner.

Your turn!

UKP

UKP

Really, really annoying Gryffindor, it is time we get a few things straight.

Not all Slytherins are slimy, evil snakes! (However, the same can't be said for Bulstrode)

We are not all purebloods, either!

We are normal people with a talent for puzzles. We do not have stone hearts and we don't all dream of becoming Death Eaters. We simply have a prejudice against us.

Muggles had always thought that she was strange. Even Rose's own sister had called her crazy once or twice. Things just happened to her that were, quite frankly, impossible. And everyone always reminded her of that. She would see things fly that weren't supposed to, sometimes something would change into something else.

Rose honestly was scared. Scared that she was going crazy, scared that these things would become dangerous. Rose tried to keep calm all the time, for she had noticed that the strange things happened more often when she was very emotional.

She had soon become a loner, afraid that she would hurt someone. Soon, she avoided everyone and they avoided her. Except for one kid, a boy who annoyed her to death. He wouldn't leave her alone, even when especially weird things happened. The boy thought Rose was some kind of magical entity, and that she had weird stuff happen simply because she couldn't control it. Rose, of course, thought he was making stuff up and he didn't believe any of it. She quickly got fed up with him and pushed him into a mudhole.

For a while, the boy kept his distance, but it only made Rose more miserable. Now there was no one who would even glance her direction. Finally, there came a day that the boy found Rose crying in a secluded corner.He sat down next to her and held her until she stopped. They sat in silence, not knowing what to say to each other, but both feeling more comfortable around each other. Then, as if a spell had been broken, they both hurried away, but they knew that they had found friends in each other.

Does that make sense? It doesn't look like it makes sense.

Norris

Norris,

I'm no grammar wizard, but it looks all right to me. Anyway, have you ever wondered why Slytherins have a prejudice against them? You guys act EVIL! Also, you all hang out in the basement and are extremely fluent in the Dark Arts. You seem very prejudice against Muggleborns, and…

Now I'm out of ideas. Great. Well, onto the story.

Muggles had always thought that she was strange. Even Rose's own sister had called her crazy once or twice. Things just happened to her that were, quite frankly, impossible. And everyone always reminded her of that. She would see things fly that weren't supposed to, sometimes something would change into something else.

Rose honestly was scared. Scared that she was going crazy, scared that these things would become dangerous. Rose tried to keep calm all the time, for she had noticed that the strange things happened more often when she was very emotional.

She had soon become a loner, afraid that she would hurt someone. Soon, she avoided everyone and they avoided her. Except for one kid, a boy who annoyed her to death. He wouldn't leave her alone, even when especially weird things happened. The boy thought Rose was some kind of magical entity, and that she had weird stuff happen simply because she couldn't control it. Rose, of course, thought he was making stuff up and he didn't believe any of it. She quickly got fed up with him and pushed him into a mudhole.

For a while, the boy kept his distance, but it only made Rose more miserable. Now there was no one who would even glance her direction. Finally, there came a day that the boy found Rose crying in a secluded corner.He sat down next to her and held her until she stopped. They sat in silence, not knowing what to say to each other, but both feeling more comfortable around each other. Then, as if a spell had been broken, they both hurried away, but they knew that they had found friends in each other.

As school came to an end, and Rose's birthday came along, she received three very strange letters. Perhaps most strange about them was the fact that they had been delivered by owl. The letters were supposedly from three different schools, and they all claimed that she was a witch.

Not knowing what to do, Rose went to her friend. They both puzzled over the letters, but the boy did think that they were true. At the bottom of the one sent from a place called Hogwarts, it said that a visitor would be arriving very soon to explain everything.

You probably don't know any more than I do, but do you think I got the details right? I'm not a Muggleborn, so I wouldn't know, but I asked someone else and they said something like that. It's pretty weird.

UKP