Text Cut: Marisol
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HogwartsStudent11 
Marisol watched more people sit down. Chat, reunite, get back into their old cliques- all that great stuff. The second year kicked her chair. Her knee socks were really quite itchy. Over the summer, she'd gotten used to wearing muggle attire again. She liked it quite better than the Hogwarts uniform.
Mari really had grown a lot over the summer, hadn't she? She felt taller. And her hair was bouncier. It needed to be cut badly. Marisol was suddenly conscious of how awkward she was. When was it dinner? She just needed to eat.
Was that Beverly? Well, Mari knew her. Sort of. At least, she looked up to her.
"Hi," she said. In English. Marisol had been back in Spain for most of the summer, yet she'd been practicing her English with tourists. "Have you enjoyed the summer?" Great to be back, huh? Sigh.
Her grumpy mood slightly lessened at the younger Slytherin. It wasn't her fault she couldn't find a certain Gryffindor. If he was hiding under the table again...Breath, Wayne. It's all okay.
Choosing to grin at Marisol, she greeted her with words rather than just a nod. "Hello, Marisol." See, she...had words. And not mean ones. "Summer was great." Lots of great. "Plenty of travelling. What did you do during summer?" Marisol had mentioned last term that she was from Spain, had she gone back?
Text Cut: Agatha
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Hey Ju
The fourth year had done quite well at ignoring Ethan and his stupid badge and that really loud, overly emotional girl hugging him and all that, until Beverly came and sat next to him, saying nice things to him on his prefect-ness. Ugh, NO, Beverly! Don't be nice to him! See, Agatha already knew Beverly was the female prefect because they had gone horse riding together at the very end of summer and hah. At least Agatha liked one of their prefects. This way people wouldn't mistake her to being a rebel just because she didn't like the people leading their house. She just didn't like Ethan. And Grayson. And Newell.
"Hi, Beverly." She greeted her FRIEND with a nod. She'd wave but they were pretty much sitting in front of each other so that would be silly. The Slytherin then watched as a younger student - Marisol - spoke to her FRIEND.
See, Agatha was NICE and would NEVER end up in Azkaban, like that silly yearbook said. Hmph. HMPH.
There was her friend. Yes. They'd spend a few days horse-riding and stuff. They were definitely friends. "How's the muscle? Still bothering you?" Because she had been injured and Beverly did care at an extent. Besides, she admired Agatha pushing through and riding a horse.
Catching Agatha's gaze at Marisol, Beverly smirked. "Don't worry. You're my number one Snake." Lie. Cutty Mordaunt was her number one Snake, but Agatha, nor anyone else, needed to know that. Agatha was her number one in all the Slytherin girls, so technically she wasn't lying.
Text Cut: Whitty
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hermionesclone [COLOR="#900020"]From one Prefect to another.
Yes. YEEEEEEEEEES! Two very COOL people as the Slytherin Prefects. And both of whom Whitty happened to know. This was going to be a FUN year what with Beverly and Ethan in charge of things. Uh huh.
"Nice badge! Nobody's gonna miss you coming along with that bad boy." Smirk. "Congrats, Wayne. I expect a pay rise in my bodyguarding duties." Because she was going to be popular and whatnot amongst the student body and who knew what kind of freaking weirdos were being sorted into one of the four houses.
Glancing down at her badge, Beverly smirk. She was sloooowly growing fond of it. The badge, not the thought of responsibility because that was going to suck. She was in for the power, okay.
"Thanks, Whitlock," she smirked, thumping his arm. Mister pretty face wasn't going to cry about it, was he? "I'll see what I can do, y'know you haven't exactly kicked anyone's bum for me." And body guards did that. She's probably kicked more butt than he has, but shhh. Lets keep his ego whole, yeah?
Text Cut: Ethan
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Mordred He didn’t notice Beverly’s arrival, but Ethan did turn to see who decided to sit between him and Sophie. Prefect Lute Boy. LOOOL! The blond kid chuckled, as Beverly revealed her badge for everyone to see. “Good evening to you too, Prefect Wayne.” That badge looked awesome on her too, did she know? Ethan was relieved, because if the badge ended up on Agatha’s chest though…BLECH. Anyway, yes! Partners! “We are! Ready to helm this awesome house?” He was still not that sure if he can do it, but he will PROVE something. Beverly’s a headstrong girl, so he need not worry for her.
While he was at it, he passed Agatha a look, and smirk on his face. Oh how you wish, Hapgood. How you wish it was you.
Prefect Wayne. She liked that. Ethan might have even managed to get a tiny pleasing grin from her. Which was something considering her state of mood. Taking a glance up and down the table, she nodded.
"I expect no obnoxiousness from us," she stated right off the bat. Was everyone else listening, because she wasn't afraid of putting people in their places if needed be. "And lots and lots of house points." She figured Ethan wanted the same. Imagine winning the House Cup in their first year as Prefects.... *________*
Text Cut: Adiii
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FearlessLeader19 Adi finally caught Agatha's eyes. He grinned at her and even waved but he didn't shout out anything that had to do with the word 'wife'. It was too early in the term to trouble her. Plus it wouldn't reflect good on him if he went around picking on people. So what he did say was, "Hi, Agatha!''
Then there was Beverly. The fourth year smiled at her. He'd already met her on the Train but she was one of those Slytherins he was fond of.
Oh, yesh. This shiny badge was hard to miss. Adi was amused at how Grayson was for one moment talking about his summer and then blurting out the prefect thing. "Yes, I am. Surprising, isn't it?'' LOL. "Thanks, man. What, haven't I proven that I'm cool enough to be a cool prefect?'' he kidded.
Cutty! The awesome candy person! "Yes, yes, I am.'' The Hufflepuff eyed his fellow fourth year. Was it him or did Cutty seem more unusual than regular? Hmmm. Anywaaay..."So Cutty. Have you got any exotics to offer as congratulations?'' Hehe.
Professor Bellaire was there too, having just joined the Slytherins. One did not just ignore the awesome Transfiguration lady. "Hello, Professor,'' Adi greeted and at the same time trying to flatten his hair that was still tussled thanks to AJ ruffling it. See, Professor? Even outside of the classroom you made your students want to look neat. LOL.
A smirk dance across her lips at Aditya. "You can't stay away from us, can you?" It was a light handed comment. The Hufflepuff tended to drift toward the Snakes, she's noticed that.
Text Cut: Marigold
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ScarletCharm104 Well duh. Ruby fit so well as a Slytherin that Marigold even rolled her eyes a little. She had hoped for Hufflepuff, yeah, but Ruby a Hufflepuff? Not so much. She made her way over to the snake table to congratulate Ruby on being able to wear green and look good in it when she noticed a definite quarrel between Bellaire and Ruby. It looked bad, plus Bellaire was lengthening Ruby's skirt to... Her ankles, apparently. And then Ruby shortened it again.
Marigold squeeze her eyes shut, and when she opened them again, was surprised that Ruby was still in human form. She reminded herself to warn Ruby not to infuriate teachers BECAUSE DETENTION WAS'NT FUN.
Or so she had heard.
Marigold didn't want to interrupt much, so she stayed a few steps away. "I'll... Uh... Come back when you aren't talking to a professor," she said, nervously glancing at Bellaire, before scanning the rest of the table. She started inching towards Beverly and the prefect Ethan... Just in case sparks started flying.
Was Marigold lost? Or was she just as attracted to Slytherins as Aditya was? Meh. She couldn't blame them. Slytherins were quite the lookers. M'hm. With GREAT personalities. Yeaaaaah...
Tugging the Hufflepuff's sleeve toward her, she whispered, "Who is she?" Her eyebrows shrugged at the girl Bellaire had just given detention to. She seemed familiar. From somewhere.
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Davvy_Wavvy Sophia watched as the new prefect walked along the Slytherin table looking assertive. Well certainly that was the way to do it. You earn the respect, you made sure people say something to respect, and one did not get that by acting like a loon.
"I did, I trust you did as well." There was a hint of a smile. "Well deserved Miss Wayne."
She...was possibly flailing deep, deep inside her head at Professor Bellaire. The woman was talking to her pleasantly and asking how her summer went AND congratulating her. Was that a SMILE?
Holy Catalonian fireballs!
Keeping her cool demeanor, she nodded with a small grin. "I did, and thank you." No. Fan-girling wasn't allowed. But...she couldn't help it. Beverly admired strong women. HISS.
.......
What...was
that? A girl, of course. In HER house no less. Eyebrow raised she glanced between Professor Bellaire and...what ever her name was. Detention, Beverly wasn't opposed to people landing it as long as they didn't lose Slytherin house points. You know, good luck and hopefully you don't eat slugs. Or hopefully you do, who cared? Not her. Just...don't mess with the house points.
That's all she asked for, really. It was simple.
Food appeared and so did their Head of House. A greeting was at the tip of her tongue when...oh. Healer MURDOCH (yeah, she noticed the name change on the letter) and Professor Bellaire were getting into it. Not her business, not her problem. Plus, it was adult's business. She'd speak to her Head of House later. Much later when she's cooled down.