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DalekDeatheater 
"I'm better now. It turned out that my uncle was poisioning me." She said softly. "Potions is a passion for me too, especially since last year." Monica leaned her chin against her hand. "I'm in Gryffindor, but they don't like me much because I spend a lot of time with my brother and a lot of my friends are slytherins. They kinda pick on me and say that I'm a traitor." Monica explained. "My friend Josh says I should just either ignore them or curse them all."
She nodded in sympathy. "Oy. I'm a Slytherin, and I think ignoring them is best. It's so disappointing when students do that- I'm a strong proponent of inter-house unity, myself. And please know you're always welcome with me and my friends." she pulled out a container which held freshly harvested plant material, and with a sharp knife began finely chopping the plant's leaves and stems. The sap bled and turned her fingers a light green, and a mildewy, wet smell filled the air. "I'm so sorry to hear about your uncle... that's just terrible. At least you're all right now."
She put the plant material into the cauldron and added a liquid from a flask. "What specific type of potions work catches your interest? Are there any particular things that you've played with and found interesting?"