<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/>When Gustav sat next to her with an unexpected greeting, her eyebrows furrowed together in complete confusion since she did not understand a word of it. Just like him to be presumptuous about her understanding a language other than English. Annoyance fluttered beneath the green of her eyes.<strong> “What?” </strong>She replied with a hint of the aggravation she felt for him. Jamie did not bother to repeat the foreign words since she would butcher them upon the first syllable. Her temper calmed down during the process of extracting unwanted confetti from her person and hair. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Gustav doing the same, causing her to smirk mischievously.<strong>“Who knows,”</strong>she whispered with a small smile,<strong>“Maybe next year they might drop water balloons on our heads.”</strong>Jamie did not know if Gustav would rise to her joke or not.<br/><br/>Her emerald eyes glanced around the room, taking note of some of the other students within the hall. She noticed Danner, looking especially happy with everything in the room. It was her intention to scope out a few others in the room but a loud and unfortunately familiar voice caught her attention. Daria Dippet. Her entrance was expected, and it was hard to tell how she gained coordination on the quidditch field. Jamie's hand instinctively went down to the hilt of her wand when the girl threw a platter towards the ceiling. The bag could have been charmed or enchanted with by the professors so she would not be surprised if something backfired in their direction.<strong>"Do you expect candy to rain down?"</strong><br/>