<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, Slytherin table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gustav, Daria, open<hr/><br/>Gustav’s explanation went in one ear and out the other since she had no intention on learning German anytime soon, but she did note his last words. Jamie gave him an assessing look through her lashes but made no verbal response.<strong>“Sometimes the most pointless things prove worthwhile,”</strong>she responded to his dislike of the water balloons. When Daria chose to address Gustav rather than answer her question, Jamie inwardly frowned with annoyance but it did not last long since the girl was not enough to become truly upset over. If anything, she was annoyed for the wasted amount of breath it took to address her. Her eyes traveled down the long table to find Rhorvald sitting next to Abraham. She could not help but smile at the look on Abraham’s face since he looked like he was in a cage with death itself.<br/><br/>Some people did not entertain Rhovald but Jamie found him intriguing with a hint of disgusting. He was much more entertaining than some people within her house. Her eyes attempted to catch Rhovald’s gaze to send him a searing look without any reason behind it. She just liked to fuck with him. At that moment, she started to fill her tray with a variety of foods to help push away the hunger that had been building in her stomach. For some reason, she was not in the mood for candy on the train so she had not eaten nearly all day. At that moment, she heard the Xavril’s voice but did not look over to him as she continued to pick through the assortment of food. His chipper attitude was noticed, and at that moment, she turned to look at him. He was humming.<strong>“Are you high?”</strong>She questioned outright while reaching over to fill her cup with some juice. Her nose wrinkled when he took a bite of the steak which appeared as bloody as it might freshly cut out of an animal.<strong>“I still don’t know how you eat that.”</strong>The sound of Daria’s loud and becoming annoying voice caused her gaze to return to the little dispute between Gustav and the other girl. Her opinion on Gustav was limited but she was not concerned enough about him to make him smile. She began to cut the sausage on her plate into smaller pieces only to hear Daria behaving like what she was at times. A pig.