as I stand in the great hall waiting, I wonder about Draco. he was so full of himself, the little brat. and to think he called me a brat!
"SCARLETT JACKSON" proffesser Magonagle called.
I walked forward, full of confidence. I sat sideways on the chair at the front as the proffesser placed the hat on my head.
"ah, we have a Gryffindor family member here. but you, your not like them. your like your aunt deb. a dark soul, twisted, slightly bitter sweet. you don't care what happens to anyone except your aunt, do Scarlett?"
"not one bit"
"very interesting child" I rolled my eyes," you could care less about what happens to you, but you still have honor. you have more intelligence than most around your age, hm. your very a interesting girl you know. one question, did you know that Deb Jackson was found dead just out side of Azkaban. her head removed from her body"
"do you really think I'm gonna believe that? as you said your self, I'm more intelligent than most my age."
"very true, very true. but you are still sad, and depressed. you've got exceptional skill and talent in dark arts. I have my final decision, SLYTHERIN!"
"well that was a no brainer, duh" I mumbled, the hat laughed, everyone stared, I smirked. I went and sat down at the Slytherin table at a part that was actually vacant.
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after the feast ended I headed to Slytherin common rooms with the first years. making snide remarks while we went. up until the perfect told me just to go back to the common room.
walking in I got a lot of stares. I walked up to the room I was assigned. walking in I found that half the room was decorated in a frilly pink with lace everwere. if I see anymore I think I'll hurl.
speaking of hurling, the girl that walked out of the bathroom looked like it. she was preppy and happy though. oh, gawd, I have to share a room with her!
"oh, I know you! your the girl that was threatening Draco. usually anyone that does something like that would be dead to me. but seeing as we have to live together I'll forgive you. I'm pansy Parkinson. and you are"? she said holding out her hand
giving her a cautious glare I propped up my suit case and took her hand,"don't you remember, the sorting hat? I'm Scarlett Jackson......OOOH your that girl that was talking to goyle when I passed him right?"
"yeah, Goyle is disgusting and huge. nice way of him making move"
I was about to reply when another girl walked through the door. she's so much more of a punk, more like me.
she had shoulder length blond hair with streaks of hot pink and black. eyes a darker blue than blueberries. she was like crazy short. not like a migit, im just exagerating. she's probably like 5/1.
she walked up to me,"hey I'm Star. and you must be Scarlett, I see you've met Pansy" she said pansys name with a face, I think I'm gonna like this chick.
"yeah, I've met her. so star what do you like to do for fun. I like to chop off doll heads, burn them in the fire, and say burn you wannabe princess burn. and I like to mentally watch reanactments of people getting the dementors kiss" Pansy looked horrified, star looked intrigued.
"that sounds awesome! I curse spiders with the cruciartis curse. some how, making them squirm like that just makes me feel.....oh what's the word"?
"makes you feel less empty inside" I suggested
"exactly, hey, do you want to head down to the party. pansy already left" I looked around noiticing pansy was gone.
"depends, what kinda party is it"? I asked standing and putting my hands on my hips while poking out my hip.
