She was a Slytherin and he was a Gryffindor.
❝Will you stop being a bitchy tosser, Hope?❞
❝Will you get yourself a new haircut, Potter?❞
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❛❛You make my heart shake, bend, and break. But I can't turn away, and it's driving me wild, you're d...
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BLAIRE HOPE sat at the Slytherin table, talking with Pansy. Umbridge was taking over Hogwarts, practically taking over Dumbledore's position. The brunette found it terrifying that toad face was making Blaire's second home-a total nightmare.
"Pansy, she's literally taking over the school!" Blaire expressed, slamming down her textbooks.
"I don't know, she's kinda cool," Pansy shrugged.
Blaire bit the inside of her cheek, ready to hex her best friend into a oblivion. Nowadays, she barely hangs out with her friends; she is mostly by herself, or sometimes with Harry. Of course she won't admit it, but Harry was actually really good company. She still remained bitter over the fact that Harry doesn't trust her because she is a Slytherin.
"Pansy Parkinson, are you smoking something?" Blaire asked, giving a look.
Once again, Pansy shrugged not really paying attention to what her friend was saying. Blaire rolled eyes, wanting nothing more than to shove a Cauldron Cake in Parkinson's face. The brunette couldn't believe that her own friend would think Umbridge was 'kinda cool.'
3 sets of chatters came nearer to the brunette. Blaire lifted her head up, seeing the infamous trio of troublemakers approaching the Slytherin table. "Uh, Hope?" Harry asked.
Blaire raised an eyebrow, closing one of her textbooks, "Yes, Potter, and Potter's friends."
Harry shifted his weight from foot to foot, having a hard time putting what he was trying to say into words. Hermione rolled her eyes, stepping in front of him, "We need to talk to you."
Pansy and her friends looked at her with disgust, as Blaire nodded, following the trio out of the Dining Hall.
The foursome walked to a more secluded area, away from everyone. "Where the bloody hell are we going?" Blaire asked, getting annoyed.
"Will you just come on. You bloody nutter," Ron muttered.
"Eat slugs, Weasley. Oh, wait, you did, back in second year," Blaire sassed, laughing out loud.
Ron ignored her, but was wanting to attack her. The foursome finally made it to a secluded corner, "So, we all know how much Umbridge is taking over the school," Hermione started off.
