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"I don't like ants," Of all the things the Ravenclaw girl could have answered this was the last thing Sophie expected. Curious since she didn't have any trouble with ant's herself and actually saw them as intelligent creatures she asked "Why don't you like ants?" The younger girl hadn't really answered her question but Sophie let it pass. Instead she asked "In what year are you?"
It was a small experiment to see if the Ravenclaw girl would soften or remain with the same attitude. The lioness prefect had a feeling that the colour of her robes had something to do with the reason why the other girl was acting like she was acting.
... So it WAS true, the stereotype about Gryffindor. Other than the legendary Hermione Granger Weasley, all the lions were exceptionally thick. WHY didn't she like ants? Who WOULD like ants? Creepy, crawling creatures.
"They're gross," was all she replied, and to the Prefect's next question tried not to roll her eyes. Was it Question A Ravenclaw day today? What were all these questions for? She hadn't broken any rules.
Yet. "Fourth," Di Marco replied, more than a little irked. The coffee this morning hadn't been strong enough - she was even more annoyed at everything than she usually was. If Idge was here, she'd tell this Prefect that now would be a good time to back off. Her hand tightened its grip on her wand and she waited.
Could she be expelled for harming a Prefect? ... Hold old was this girl anyway?