The Slytherin Troublemaker

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

    When we finally got to the common room, we found Amanda and Blaise sitting on opposite sides of the room, Amanda talking to a girl named Pansy, who had a pale face, black hair, and a cold look about her. Blaise was talking to Draco’s two sidekicks who I recently learned names’ were Crabbe and Goyle. They were extremely unattractive. Someone needed to tell Crabbe to wax his eyebrows and someone needed to tell Goyle to go on a diet.

Draco and I parted ways to go to talk to our friends. I walked over to Amanda and Pansy. “Hey Shayla,” Amanda said. “How were things with him?”

“Good,” I said. “We are friends again.”

“Glad to hear it,” she said. “Pansy this is Shayla.” Pansy looked me up and down as if studying me.

“You a Diggory?” she asked.

“Yes, how do you know?” I questioned.

“You have the same blue eyes as him,” she said.

“Oh,” I said awkwardly. I wasn’t used to being compared to my brother. Most people said we looked nothing alike. Maybe Pansy was blind or she saw something I didn’t.

“And Shayla, this is Pansy,” Amanda said.

Pansy was looking over at Crabbe and Goyle. “Someone better go and tell Goyle to lose some weight,” Pansy blurted out. Amanda and I started laughing.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking,” I said. “I can’t believe Draco hangs out with him.”

“Ya tell me about it,” Amanda said. As soon as she finished her sentence, Blaise, Draco, and the two uglies walked over. Draco sat on the couch Pansy, Amanda, and I were occupying and Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle filled up the couch facing us.

“So Shayla did THE coolest thing this morning,” Blaise said.

“What?” asked Pansy in almost a jealous tone.

“She took that git Creevey’s camera and smashed it!” Draco said. “His face was so pathetic.”

“Nice,” she said. The tone was definitely jealous.

“It wasn’t that big of a deal,” I said.

“Uh ya it was!” Amanda said. “You proved that you are as Slytherin as any of us and not a mudblood loving Hufflepuff.”

“Mudblood loving?” Pansy questioned. “You used to like mudbloods?”

“As I’ve been saying Pansy, no. It was an act to get friends, but it was stupid. I have all the friends I need, pureblood Slytherins at that.” She seemed satisfied with my answer because she didn’t reply.

“You know what? You should go after a mudblood,” Blaise said.

“Oooh!” Amanda said excitedly. “A Gryffindor mudblood!”

“How about Granger?” Blaise asked.

“Ya that’s a great idea,” Draco said.

“Ya that’s a totally amazing idea,” I said. I mean, Hermione did send that letter to me, but who cares? She’s a know -it-all filthy mudblood, from what I heard Draco and Blaise say.

“You should totally spread a rumor about her,” Pansy said.

“Ya!” said Amanda. Apparently, the uglies didn’t like to talk because neither of them spoke the entire time.

“How about that she wants to date you, Draco?” Blaise suggested.

“No, not bad enough,” said Draco.