Slytherin Commen Room

I smiled at her hiss she sounded like a strangled snake.

"Stop smiling," I said without even looking at her.

I snickered (I like that word lol) "Woah its a phyic.' I muttered/

"You're just predictable after awhile," I said.

"What so smiling makes me predictable?' I snorted.

"No the fact that you would probably be smiling when I said that is predictable. It's just in your character."

I sighed ignoring her. Getting off my bed I dicidd I wanted to get a book out of the library

"Vena," I said when I heard her get up, "why are you hiding the fact that Voldemort is still around? It's giving him the perfect chance to destroy the world as we know it."

I turned around and said. "But that's not my problem is it? I dont have a side, he and youguys can do whatever you want as long as it doesn't bother me. If you died someone somewhere would fail pain. But who would care if I died?"

"Having a side or not it's still your problem, seeing as your the only person that knows about it," I said, sitting up and looking at her.

"Dude can you count? Seeing as you know about it that makes two not one two, so why dont you go tell the freakin world then? Its not my problem anyway. I dont care who dies in this war so im not going to aid either side.'

"Me knowing or not, I can't prove anything to anyone. So it's still just you," I said to her.

"Great so know-one else is going to know. Cause Im not going to waste my bleeding time helping people who have litrally exiled me for my life,'

"Not everyone has..." I muttered.

"But just about everyone. So why bother?"

"For those people who haven't exiled you."

I laughed. "Yea ill help about 5 people in a million bizillion." I snorted

"It's better than letting even the ones who made an effort die, just a little..."

I shruged. "It doesn't bother me, I don't care. I don't care if it turns into the the third bloody war with the same dark wizard. Its not my problem, not my fault.' I sighed. 'Life is cruel but your just gonna have to live with it.' I wondered if she was done talking to me now. I watnted to leave and get to the library to return that crappy book and find another one, maybe a tad more interesting. I sighed again.

"You enjoy being pessimistic don't you?" I asked, a deep angry bitter feeling enveloping my once calm mind.

I shruged. "Depends what my mood is like and if you dont mind I want to go to the library."

"Too bad...The librarian would probably kick you out since it's class time..."

"I could be having a spare class." I muttered. "And its better then listening to you."

"Whatever..."I said. "You're the one who started talking first."

"and yourthe one who started being annoying."