Sara rolled her eyes dramatically at the mention of the Slytherin king. She liked even Pansy over Draco. Though he was so focused on himself he wouldn't notice if the second war came crashing through his bedroom. "Draco needs to be babied. I don't think he can even dress himself without help." But she couldn't deny that Draco was the cream of the crop and was undoubtably the most powerful Slytherin in the school. He could have anything he wanted, well beside the Quidditch cup and Potter's head, at the snap of his fingers.
Sara chuckled at the nickname for the despised house. "It is pathetic." she leaned casually against a shelf, "It's getting to the point that Hufflepuffs are getting better treatment than us." The house of yellow and black ranked almost the same with Gryffindor. At least in Gryffindor they had some decent wizards, Hufflepuff was for weaklings in her opinion.
Biting her lip, Sara debated before she said anything. One wrong move, one wrong word and her future could be potentially scarred. Well, maybe not totally...her word against mine, they would believe me more. Still...I wonder if all of her skin is that nice... "A girl like you? I'm sure you'd have no problem catching the boys..."
Sara hesitated again. Could she really trust this girl? She took a breath. "Well, keep a secret?" she grinned.
"Given the right opportunity, I think I'd take advantage of the situation whether I had it or not. Theo isn't a very good kisser, which doesn't bode well for his other abilities..."
"You're right." Sara chuckled, truly enjoying her time with the blonde, "She makes excellent grades. I think she just puts on a show for the guys."
Reaching out, she straightened a row of cups, grinning at the realization that their, well Tracey's, cleaning had all but been abandoned. Not that she was complaining.