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Post by jessierage on Mar 18, 2008 23:30:49 GMT
Jessie had just finished her Herbology lesson before dinner, what a bore. Knowledge about stupid plants? Urgh, Now the Dark Arts and Dragonology, that's what you wanted. Not knowing about stupid Mandrakes and the like. She flicked her hair walked out of the classroom. She waited for a minute before everyone had left, then transformed into her animagus cobra, and slid across the floor. It was strange, but you would think walking would be quicker. As she made her way hissing and tongue flicking to the great hall, she reached the doors, and transformed back once more. Dusting herself off, she pushed open the doors dramatically, making sure her entrance was known. Looking around, she almost posed, like coming through the doors was a catwalk. Pouting, she narrowed her eyes to see who was in her presence, and sat down at the Slytherin Table.
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Post by evelyn on Mar 18, 2008 23:42:08 GMT
Evelyn walked with a cool air about her. Many students gave her a wide girth. Smart, considering she was in a sour mood already today. She turned sharply around another corner and pushed open the doors to the Great Hall.
Some students stiffened as she passed. Apparently they could sense her mood. Now what had gotten this Slytherin so angry? A teacher no doubt, because she cared almost nothing about what the other students thought about her. A teacher dared to question her on her essay, saying that she most likely used someone else to write the paper! Why on earth would she ask someone else to write it? Her paper was perfection.
Eve brushed her cloak away from her as she took her seat at the Slytherin table. With a small glance to her sides, she noted that Jessie was sitting near her. Well, at least that was one Slytherin she didn't despise.
"Well my day has been simply ruined, how about yours?"
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Post by jessierage on Mar 18, 2008 23:46:29 GMT
Jessie watched as Evelyn sat nearby and then noticing her, told about her rubbish day. Jessie sighed and rested her chin in her hand.
"Boring" she simply replied, blowing a piece of rogue hair from her face. She began to tap her fingernails on the table.
"What's ruffled your feathers?" she said, raising an eyebrow in thought of what could of really ticked Evelyn off. Hell, in this damn excuse for a school, it could be merely anything. Grabbing an apple, she rubbed it against her chest to shine it up, and examined it, before taking a bite of the chunky fruit.
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Post by evelyn on Mar 19, 2008 0:07:11 GMT
Evelyn wrinkled her nose at the food in front of her, and finally settled on grabbing an apple, much like Jessie. She fingered the apple for a moment, before sinking her nails into it's delicate skin. Her gaze turned back to Jessie.
"My Transfiguration Professor had the audacity to question whether or not my paper had been written by someone else."
Her upper lip twitched in disdain. All of Eve's papers were perfect, down to her perfect handwriting. Everyone at Hogwarts knew about her and how she loathed those who cheated. If they weren't smart enough to do their own work, then let them fail. It was their own fault anyway.
She bit down into her apple, satisfied with the crunch it made. Only Evelyn Rose could eat an apple without dripping any juice from it. It was a true art.
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Post by jessierage on Mar 19, 2008 0:32:21 GMT
Jessie raised her eyebrows in shock, and disgust. Not wanting to put her apple down onto the table, she grabbed a napkin and place it over it before placing her apple on top.
"What! That's an outrage. Did you have words with them? Better yet, with the Headmaster?" She frowned, thinking of how ridiculous the idea was. She would never cheat or steal papers or homework. It was absolutely obsured.
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