Who: Millicent and Tracey When: Tuesday Evening Where: Slytherin 8th year Girls Dorm What: Talking; Millicent being rather reclusive Rating: Medium...some swearing no doubt
Millicent had never been the most social of creatures, but for the last few days she had been more reclusive then normal. She kept almost strictly to the dorms in the Dungons and when any of mealtimes rolled around she was one of the last to show up after so many had normally already finished with things and left.
So what was she doing now? She was trying very hard to study ahead...having already finished all her homework and doing a rather horrid job as she was sure she had read this very same page almost three times in a row now.
"Bloody hell Blustrode get a fuckin' hold on yourself..." She grumbled outloud at herself not noticing that anyone else was there.