A Poop * k8 *
Aboli.....nodded awkwardly, eyeing Bernadette like she was.....weird. Which Aboli had a lot of nerve doing, by the way. "My grandparents did, but my mother did not. She was homeschooled as well," she shrugged. "Not nice to call your family plebs. They're probably interesting in their own way. Muggles are weird, too," she said. "Some of my good mates are muggles." Former snog-buddy, more like. Bernadette didn't need to know all that, though. "Got it...Bernadette." Although...Aboli would have to try the Bernie next time they had a joint class together. She wouldn't be able to pass up bothering someone, especially a YOUNGER student. BUT SHE BETTER NOT RETALIATE AND CALL HER BOLI BACK.
The fifth year wondered what on Earth Bernadette had done to be threatened with expulsion O_O She wondered if she should even continue TALKING to her because Aboli was a rule-follower - well, for now she was. She was TRYING right now to follow rules. "Um......how close are you to getting to expelled, then?" she cocked an eyebrow. "You want me to ask? I can. I don't mind. But it'll cost you," she shruggggged casually.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |