Frangelina || twitter addict || Music of the Sun || The Fresh Princess of Bellaire
Rhea eyed Irial as he looked her over. She could tell that he was trying to assess her someway but she was resilient. She continued looking at him as he spoke.
Rhea nodded as she listened.
"Yeah it must be odd sharing space with persons from the house you are most opposite. I bet they're going to toss us in with the Claws," she said sighing after.
She really didn't mind any of the other houses, but nothing beat the hufflepuff common room. The slight smell of baking cookies and Cedric Diggory beaming proudly at them. She sighed again.
The flooding sucked.
"So any plans for the rest of the evening?"
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