<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzcw0rncSe1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jamie Campbell<br/><strong>House/ Year:</strong>Slytherin/ 6th year<br/><strong>Bloodtype:</strong>Muggle-born<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Great Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Charlize<hr/><br/>She already felt like the young man beside her was not comfortable with the constant chattering from Daria, but what she did not expect was for him to verbally agree with Richard on the Slytherin house. Sure, Jamie felt the nothing but disdain for some of her house members, but she waited until the right moment to announce it. Plus, it was rather stupid in her eyes for him to judge so harshly based on so few. His opinion on Slytherin though mattered little to her, but he would not make connections easily with such a temperament. One would learn quickly that their housemates were occasionally essential to survival in Hogwarts. At the end of the day, Richard would be safe within his cozy house when Gustav remained alone within the cold embrace of the dungeons. To prove Gustav’s opinion on Slytherin, Daria decided to better personify the model of what everyone did not expect of their house.<br/><br/>Her attention turned to Rhorvald, and to her delight, her fiddle ability managed to work. Although, she was not sure if she wanted to learn of this small fact or not. Pure disgust displayed on her face before pity overshadowed it. He had been peeking into the girls’ showers. Was he truly that desperate to get off? A bunch of other thoughts swirled to existence in her mind. How on earth did he know when she showered? It was all the more creepy, and she was tempted to probe further. Yet, she did not want to know more of his dark habits. For now, she would just ensure proper measures were taken to protect herself from his perverted ways. If only she could simply cut his cock off his body…that would solve the problem, wouldn’t it? She turned her eyes way from him, not wanting to think about it any further. Still, she was tempted to enact revenge on the male…eventually.<br/><br/>At that moment, she noticed the way Richard was constantly talking down about Slytherin…directly at a table full of Slytherins.<strong>“Here’s a thought, Blackthorne,”</strong>she snapped impatiently while glaring up at him,<strong>“How about you take yourself back over to your fucking table since you’re clearly not wanted over here.”</strong>For the moment, she ignored her wine since she did not want to stand another second of Richard’s company. Her temper threaten to pop out of its caged confines until someone addressing her caught her attention. She turned her attention from Richard, but she was more than ready to defend herself with her wand if the little shit decided to snap back.<br/><br/>The girl was familiar enough for Jamie to know her name and year. Two years younger than her. What did they have to talk about?<strong>"Hello Charlize,"</strong>she greeted pleasantly rather than directly answer the request.<strong>"You're more pleasant company than your housemate. I don't mind talking after the feast. Meet me by the girls' bathroom."</strong>