 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
"Well you always seem to act as though you own this school, so why not?!" she retorted, starting to become bored by the tedious predictable remarks from the young girl.
Arising, she went to bed and lay under the covers, floating into a deep dreamy sleep. For some reason, Malfoy was in her head, just sat in a chair, arms folded, glaring at her. Such a creep. Even in her dreams he was the same sneering self. |