Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

OoC: Woooow. So. Much. Orange. Haha! Alright, Lizzard, I've got Frankie ^___^ Yay! Now Mozzie has a friend with whom I can interact with someone ELSE. Hurrah!

Slytherin House was notorious for unexplained riches and had a way of making finances known to the school, boasting and parading about. Yet, Salinea hated it. Detested the show. She couldn't stand how Blassimore always shot off about his father and his money. As if it were impressive or something. She could truly care less.

In fact, there was a lot she could care less for.

Clenching her fists, she turned around to face his back, glowering. "I make more of a leader than any of you all. I'm the only one who knows it all. Who has all the keys. You think my father is going to entrust the information into a bunch of you? We're the ones expected to carry this out. I'm here to make sure you're worked into shape for it."

Her voice carried her acidic tone before falling bitterly silent, too resting against the wall. A carefully arched brow topped one of her eyes as Blassimore shooed the others on, himself remaining.

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Mozzie turned to Frankie, sticking her tongue out (which was dangerous with his arm around her and close as they were standing; she nearly licked him). Frankie was, clasically, a bit of a ladies man, a truth she'd known. Everyone knew.

"Yes," she said proudly, holding her chin high. "Jamie-Lee has asked that I help her with her rounds." The wink did not go unnoticed by Mozzie but she had a feeling Jamie-Lee probably didn't even really do her rounds anyway.