Breakfast « Thread Started on Sept 1, 2007, 12:36pm »
Draco sat at the Slytherin table at breakfast. No one approached him as she entered; no one even said hello. This didn't bother him at all, many of the Slytherins liked him. Crabbe and Goyle seated themselves on either side of him and started to stuff their faces with muffins and pastries of the like. His cold gery orbs scanned the Great Hall, finding their way to Potter and his friends, pouring over a newspaper, looking outraged.
He pulled out the Daily Prophet and saw the moving picture of Professor Umbridge. He did always like Umbridge, in a sense, she always seemed to be prejudiced against Potter, the way he liked it. Draco also read that she would be starting a High Inquisitor Squad and grinned maliciously, if he became a part of it he could use his powers for bullying and taking away points for no reason at all.
« Last Edit: Sept 1, 2007, 12:36pm by Draco Malfoy »
"Ugh. I'm so hungry," she whispered to herself, entering the Great Hall with closed eyes. A hand rested upon her flat stomach as she slowly made her way to her house table. There didn't seem to be any that she knew, which was good. She didn't really want to be bothered, since she was as hungry as she was. Not even she knew what to expect of herself if someone had managed to irk her before she took a bit of food.
Opening her eyes, she noticed two, rather large, boys stuffing their faces with food. A look of disgust found its way upon her features as she passed them. "What pigs," was all she said as she took a seat a little ways down from them, words drenched with displeasure. Still, she hadn't noticed Draco Malfoy sitting between the two. They seemed to act as some sort of blockade.
She would never understand why they always followed the blond so eagerly. It was all rather idiotic to her, and she would gladly express that. If they threatened her, she'd be able to take them. They weren't the brightest crayons in the box. With a slight shake of her head and a sigh, her jade green eyes roamed the hall, as french toast appeared before her, along with a goblet of pumpkin juice. her movements were sluggish as she placed a couple of slices upon her empty plate, soon drenching them in maple syrup.
Approaching the Slytherin table, his eyes fell on Draco and his crude gang. It was quite dishonorable to hang out with such dimwitted fools such as the ones Draco always seemed to be around. Dom would almost consider Draco a disgrace if he wasn't a Malfoy, but either way, his taste was quite dishonorable. Noticing Lilith, he perked an idle brow followed by a quick laugh at her words. She was only too right about those two, they lacked no manners or sense of honor like the Ashby's. "Malfoy," he mused as he walked by Draco with very little care, disrespectful, indeed, but talking to his hooligan friends was worse. Brown locks hung wildly around Domenic's head and they were short enough to stay out of his piercing blue eyes that rested idly on Lilith. She seemed rather distracted, but he figured it was just hunger and perhaps a hunger he wouldn't want to disturb. Sitting himself on the other side of the table, he let his eyes idly close for a moment before they slowly opened and stared at the food before him.
It was all rather nice, but he could see Crabbe and Goyle pigging out in the corner of his eye and it was perhaps rather disgusting. Drawing out his wand, he pointed it at the two, "Erecto," he mused causing the pair to have their backs instantly straighten out and he grinned, "Now be courteous and remember to chew with your mouths closed." The words wondered passed his lips as if he thought he was better than Crabbe and Goyle, but than again, he was. Turning his attention back to his own food, he took a few pieces of french toast and lathered it with syrup as his wand sat beside his plate, just in case those two need another lesson in manners.
« Last Edit: Sept 6, 2007, 2:34pm by Domenic Ashby »
After a few bites of food, she felt a pair of eyes on her. Slowly, her gaze lifted from her food, only to find no one looking her way. She swore that someone had been looking at her. It was then, when she heard the word 'Erecto' that she noticed a new male that had taken a seat at their rather empty table. He looked familiar, but she couldn't seem to place a name to his face. Oh well. It didn't matter at the moment, anyways. She did have to admit, though, that he had beautiful blue eyes.
"I don't think this is what I'm quite hungry for," she mumbled to herself, hoping that no one had heard her. A bored sigh escaped her lithe frame as she made her fork push around the excess food upon her plate. The other hand was propped against the tabletop, holding her head up. By now, her eyes were half closed, she wondering how she would get what she needed, without getting in trouble, of course. Her mind was rather distracted now, she being completely unaware of the two a few feet from her, still probably stuffing their faces with food.