IN WHICH
marlene mckinnon's astronomy partner doesn't seem to like her one bit, and she's set to figure out why.
OR
IN WHICH
vela black hates everything about marlene mckinnon. her perfect blonde hair. her perfect smile. everything about her seemed...
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three ₊⋆·˚🕷.‧₊˚🍒༉‧₊˚. irl
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"GET UP!"
silence.
"GET UP!" silvia repeated, hitting vela's sleeping body with her pillow.
"i'm up!" she yelped, "crazy woman." she muttered, earning another pillow to be thrown at her face.
vela and silvia shared a dorm room which was originally shared by five people, until third year when all three of the other girls requested to be moved. not that the two actually cared, they loved the extra space and it was a massive plus for holding sleepovers with their friends.
groaning at the discomfort of being awake, vela got up and stood in front of her full length mirror, twisting and turning, providing different angles to view herself. she ran a hand through her hair and let out a huff, deciding she should probably wash her hair.
after showering and drying herself with a quick spell, she put her uniform on and placed her cloak on top of her bed, before lazily tying her dark green and silver tie.
checking the time, that read 07:04, she walked towards silvia's bathroom door and began banging.
"VEE ITS ALMOST EIGHT, HURRY!"
it was most definitely nowhere near eight o clock, but it always made the other girl hurry, not wanting the 'good stuff' to run out.
as she waited for her, vela packed her bag for the day (two self refilling quills, some parchment, her pomegranate hand cream, and a mini version of the perfume she was using)
once silvia had gotten ready, the two sat down in front of the mirror to do their makeup, a routine that had been taking place since forever.
after charming her eye bags away, she turned to face silvia, who was coating her eyelashes with mascara.
"you think sluggy will let us choose where we sit today?"
"nah." she scoffed, "i swear he plans his seating plans like a year in advance."
vela sighed in agreement before finishing off her makeup, and charming it yet again, to last all day.
spritzing her perfume all over, she laced up her chunky brown dc martens, and put her slytherin cloak on, spraying a small amount of her perfume on that too.
an incoming facetime call was heard from silvia's phone.
"awww guess who it is." vela teased, grinning down at the girl as she waved the phone around her face.
"shut the fuck up!" she yelped, grabbing her phone, eyes widening.
vela laughed as the blushing girl picked up the phone and placed it on the floor so that she could put her own shoes on too.
"hey angel." a groggy voice could be heard, "noo i wanna see your face."
vela burst out into laughter at this and clutched onto the bed frame for support, dodging a silencing charm that was fired her way.
"chris i'm leaving to go to the great hall i'll just see you there, bye!" she rushed out.
"wha-" silvia hung up quickly and got up.
"angel." vela wheezed out. she let out a string of apologies, before setting off into laughter again.
"vela!" she attempted to scold, but the girl's laughter had ascended into a series of snorts which caused them both to laugh again.
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📨📨📨 , . !
hi my lovelies 👰♀️👰♀️
i'm writing this on my phone rn because i can't sleep so there's probbaly a bunch of mistakes so pls ignore them ‼️‼️‼️
btw i changed silvia's face claim to nailea devora but its not letting me change it in the first chapter 😭😭😭 so ill change it when im able to but its not that big of a deal anyway
