chapter twenty one• two types of moody ☆

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"Cuz i may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it"

- S & M by Rihanna

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Warnings: swearing

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(•Y/n's POV•)

A cold and fluffy pillow swiftly made contact with my stomach. The feeling wasn't a sharp pain but it was enough to wake me up.

"WHAT?!" I shouted springing my e/c orbs open. My search for where the person who whacked me was ended when Hermione, Harry, and Ron came into my line of view. They had been goggling at me like I was Voldemort. I'm guessing they'd already had breakfast because Ron had chicken grease all over his robes. If I didn't ship Romione I would so ship Chickron.

"We are going to be late for herbology." Harry spoke up after a long silence.

I smirked to myself and averted my gaze Harry. "If you're going to be in a girls dorm Harry, shouldn't it be Cho's?"

Crimson flooded Harry's cheeks and neck, his eyes wider than Bambi's. Ronnie started to laugh but I quickly cut him off. "I wouldn't be laughing Ronnie. If you're going to be in a girls dorm obviously it's would be Hermione's."

"I- n-" Ron spluttered, trying to form words.

"You can stop embarrassing yourselves, we have to go." I laughed getting up still in my sweatpants and baggy t-shirt.

"You're in pajamas y/n you have to change." Hermione pointed to my outfit while I pulled on some sneakers.

"I hate most people here anyway. The teachers shouldn't care, what they wear is horrendous most of the time. What are they going to do give me a detention? I'm pretty sure I've gotten more of those than the Fred and George. I racked up 379 last year." I smiled proudly and walked out of the dorm while missing in a neat messy bun.

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