Sixth-Year Slytherin Girls' Dormitory

[sok_daphne]

*lying on her bed, feet kicked up in the air, writing in her journal*

I admit the Yule Ball was very disappointing. The only person who asked me for a dance - above 15 years old, at least - is Blaise, bless him. He's such a great bloke, and he always manages to make me laugh even when I'm down... although he's got to learn to control his temper

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[green_princess]

*strolls in, bewildered and annoyed* There you are!

*ranting as she crosses the room* Who the hell does Malfoy think he is?! He will not tell me who I can and cannot be friends with!

*sighing exasperatedly* That is such bollocks! What a pompous git!! *flopping on her bed unceremoniously*

[sok_daphne]

*sits up, concerned*

Tracey, Are you all right? Calm down and tell me what happened.

[green_princess]

*reluctantly* Well it's a long story . . . *gathering rant steam* but it ends with Malfoy being and insufferable wanker!

[sok_daphne]

*cautiously*

You always say Draco is a wanker, only not so vehemently. What did he do to get you so mad? Did you catch him snogging Blaise or something?