daphne greengrass is [bulletproof];; (daphne__g) wrote in wished,
Daphne scoffed, and shook her head, "Honestly, I think their only positive trait is that they're too bloody dim-witted to actually think on their own."
"Hell, don't get me started on Divination." Daphne rolled her eyes, "I prefer logic, and proof versus word of the mouth. I need to see it, and feel it to believe it. Perhaps that's why I don't get along with most of my housemates." Voice trailed off as she tried to think of a time when she could actually sit down with one of her housemates and have a decent conversation with them. Talk about something that didn't involve hating mudbloods, or gossiping about something pointless. There were only three people in Slytherin that she interacted with on a daily basis - one of them being her sister.
Head moved towards his hand as it brushed through her hair, "Well, I would hate to see how a drawing of me would come out if you didn't siphon some magic." Leaning forward her lips lingered dangerously close to his, "I suppose if it's going to help you, I could share a little bit."