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Everyone is huddled on Blaise's beanbags, plural beanbags because rich people, who want people to know they're rich, have many of one thing. I'm surrounded by what seems to be eleven people yet I feel so alone.

Thankfully, I'm making conversation with people, the Pansy situation hasn't been brought up at all and to be honest i think i need to stop thinking about it. Letting loose, like i am right now, is much better then observing in the corner.

However, you can learn alot about people from the way they stand, walk and even sit.

Daphne is now rubbing Blaises' chest like she's been doing for the past half an hour."Blaise?" I finally speak up, he looks at me for a second before ignoring me.

I don't want to be interrupted when i'm getting some but by the way our pureblood families brought us up i know that it's not polite to invite someone over and then ignore them after lying.

I looked to my right to see Pansy straddling Draco, she was attempting to seduce him but by the look on his face he was not enjoying it.

The site of Pansy Parkinson, a five foot gobby bitch who can't keep a man long enough to meet her parents, trying to get in the good books of Draco Malfoy, a power-hungry blonde boy who's face was sculptured to look like a God, makes me want to shove a broom in one eye and pull it out of the other.

"Marcus and Pansy broke up?" I asked Blaise, still no answer.

I couldn't be bothered to fight with him tonight, i walked away to the bathroom, trying to be mature, only to see Greggory Goyle making out with Millicent Bulstrode in the bathtub.

Never using Blaise's bathtub after that. Ever.

They shot their heads to me as i let out a small giggle and close the bathroom door shut.

"Blaise are you ready to answer me" I asked again. This time he looked at me, took a sip of his fire whiskey and then went back to making out with Daphne. "Can you hear me or am I speaking to myself" I raised my voice.

"Look why don't you just grab a drink, your making a big deal out of this" Daphne says, "me making a big deal? I'm sorry but who got you involved" I ask.

"She's only trying to be nice, maybe if you weren't up your arse all the time you could tell" Blaise finally speaks.

I stand up, I think it's petty to cause a whole thing of this but my heart just got pulled out for the second time this year, "Tell me" I whisper, "Tell you what, Lottie?" Blaise sounds sarcastic but drunk.

"Tell me what I did wrong. Tell me why you never once asked me how I felt, never asked how my day was because we only ever talked about you. Tell me what I did to deserve this, what I did to deserve my friends turning against me. I've been nothing but loyal. All this leaving me out and making me feel like an outcast hurts because I wouldn't do this to you. I would have never done this to Pansy. But I get it if you want to ignore me Blaise, I'm only up my own arse, I wouldn't notice."

I place a hand on my hip, "oh and Daphne, on our day off tomorrow you may want to spend the day at diagon alley and get tested for meningitus" i say and smile cheerfully.

I entered the common room after escaping Blaise's dorm, nobody was there. Just me and my thoughts.

I grabbed a fluffy sided blanket and tossed it over my body on the emerald green settee, the heat from the fire and blanket was enough to overcome this cold night.

I didn't cry myself to sleep like they probably expected me to, I just lay there waiting for my eyes to shut.

No matter how hard I tried I couldn't sleep, the emotions were pinching away at my skin.