Harry potter RP

[skyl_er]

Bella sighed, figuring she better start studying and picked up her book, flipping through the pages

[BrightEyedSoulSister]

Adam's head shot up upon hearing Grace. He fixed her a glare that looked startlingly close to Professor McGonagall's.

"For your information, we had an incident with the staircase." he waved his hand dismissively. "Now go away."

Nessa, however, was more easily provoked than her friend. She rose, her copper cheeks turning scarlet angerily.

"You wanna start with me, snake breath?" she held up her good fist threateningly.

[rheia]

"Go on, try it."Grace challenged, ignoring Adam completely."I dare you to. Come on, this will be fun. A lousy Griffindor who probably knows nothing about fighting against myself, a noble, pure-blooded, Slytherin whom is far more superior than you, mudblood."

[BrightEyedSoulSister]

{{O.o I thought Grace was supposed to be a kind Slytherin!}}

"Nothing about fighting?" Nessa was seething. " Lousy? I grew up in a crappy minimum-wage apartment! I work summer jobs cleaning dishes at a diner!"

Adam tried to pull her back. "Nessa, your arm--"

She swatted his hand away.

"Noble? You are just another spoiled, inbreed rich girl whose never done a thing for herself!"

[skyl_er]

(Whooo! Go Nessa! Even though Grace does have my middle name Nessa rocks! I'll post when I get over my bout of writers block)

[rheia]

{{Fair point. But, she get's ticked off easy.Dun worry, Nessa just hit a nerve.}}

Grace visibly stiffened. She wore an expression of shock and, as Nessa's words reached her, a few tears reached her eyes."You have no idea,"She whispered lowly, trying to keep her composure."You have absolutely no idea what I grew up with, so do't you dare call me something like that again unless you want to die a very slow and painful death."

[BrightEyedSoulSister]

"Hypocrite." She scoffed. "You just said I'm less important than you because of my blood status! You've got no room to talk."

When Nessa saw the girls tears, she lowered her fist but didn't unclench it. She continued to glare.

"It hurts, doesn't it? Being labeled like that." Finally a Slytherin was learning what it was like. Good. She tapped her foot impatiently on the hardwood floor.

"Now you know how I feel everyday. Being called a mudblood isn't exactly fun. Everyone assumes I'm fine with it because I don't cry, but I'm not. It makes me feel horrible. Do you see now? It's not so hilarious when the tables are turned."

[rheia]

"Mark my words Ranson,"Grace began, her voice as rigid as her frame."I will do whatever I am capable of to make your life a living hell if you let it slip what you've seen today. I have a reputation to keep up, and I wan no one to think of me as being weak and vulnerable. Because, trust me, what a Slytherin can do to you is nothing compared to what they can do to another Slytherin if they seem like an easy target.

[BrightEyedSoulSister]

Nessa shook her head in disbelief, but not because of the threat.

"You guys bully your own house members? That's low." she made a face.

"You live together, for crying out loud! Like a family! Some home that must be."

She was about to say more when Adam spoke up for the first time.

"Excuse me," he looked very annoyed. "I'm still here, you know! Ness, we need to get you to the hospital wing like, today. Broken arm, remember? Come on."

He pulled her further down the hall and away from the Slytherin girl, throwing her a wary look over his shoulder.