RP Grand Hall

Amy smiled at Evangeline.

S: Blackish?

E: Arrogant, stuck up, haughty, opinionated, egotistical. Just a selection of the words that come to mind.

M: I agree with them all. No offense, Sirius.

Sirius glared.

S: Funny how those words all apply to you...

Amy rolled her eyes at him.

A: Is anyone else coming to explore?

J: Me!

R: I'll come!

Evangeline laughed airily at Sirius.

E: Why, you are a rare parrot teacher.

S: That was Benedick's line!

Amy nudged him.

A: Will you come?

S: Hmm?

J: Eventually.

Millie groaned and covered her eyes.

M: James!

S: James!

He scowled.

J: What?

A: Is that a no from you two then?

E: I'll come along if I'm welcome.

A: Of course! We might find a hidden corridor like last time.

M: Ooh, cool.

She started to reach for another brownie, then pulled her hand back.

Evangeline grabbed a strawberry and popped it into her mouth.

J: Think we should take it?

R: I think that would be best.

Amy finished her juice.

S: I'll come then.

M: If you guys begin to fight I swear I'll lock you in a broom closet.

Absently, she stared at the wall straight ahead.

E: A confined space in the dark with Sirius? You know what happened last time.

Evangeline winked as she stood up. Remus tried to hide his laughter by turning away and going towards the door. He failed.

M: Gosh, no.

Millie remembered the last time she was in a confined space with a Black, not that she wanted to be reminded of it. She snuck a brownie into her bag for later and then gathered her things, her gaze sweeping over the Slytherin table. She wasn't sure whether she should look mad or bitter, so she just glowered.

Regulus didn't even have the grace to look at her and notice her glower, he was far too busy chatting to Jasmine Zabini, obviously flirting. Not in the same way he flirted with Millie, however. It was different. He wasn't smiling, he was brooding. Like a chicken,.

And Jasmine was eating it up. She was smirking, almost sneering, as she shifted closer to Regulus and tried to puff her chest out. Like a penguin. Millie's jaw dropped in horror -- Regulus and Jasmine Zabini? Before she knew it, she was staring, shock and disgust written all over her face. Jasmine, however, did notice. She smiled acidly and wiggled her fingers at Millie.

R: Millie, are you coming?

He interrupted her from her reverie.

Amy packed her stuff into her back.

A: You're staring.

J: Who're you looking at?

Evangeline followed her gaze.

E: Jasmine? Ignore her.

Amy flinched at the name.