Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Year 3: Part 1

"Or you could just get yours legs off of me," she replied with that of a diplomatic tone.

Cassnadra set her wand down and shoved his legs off her and tried to ignore this; last thing she needed was another fight.

Cassandra rolled her eyes, muttering something about Qubbler-brained second years. She opened up her options book, letting the cover of it rest against his foot.

Wolfsbane is good foe many various reasons. Its properties are often used various potions such as... Her mind went over the words but she didn't take any of them to heart.

Cassandra clawed the book open again and held it open with her arm. With her other hand she scribbled onto her parchment her beginning few lines.

Cassandra bit into tongue to keep herself from yelling at him. She took a deep breath through her nose, "You're a real piece of work aren't you?" she asked retorically. Muttering a soft enchantment, she cleared the parchment off again.

"Why don't you run off and go play with your ickle little friends?" she asked with a bite.

Her eyes bored into him and she just glared for awhile. The silence on her end seemed almost determined, "Oh should I consider myself lucky?" her tone baited with sarcasm.
Once again she piled her paper on the table and wrote but this time her eyes were on the paper but on the foot, waiting for him to move it.

"Oh no, I'm being paid attention to you by a second year; be still my heart," she picked up the parchment and with it her books. "Excuse me if I don't bow down and workship you for that."

She withdrew her things and walked over to a spot near the fire, her seafoam green hair trailing behind her.

Cassandra sprawled out on the floor in front of the fire and began her essay again. Quietly she looked at her wand and smiled thoughtfully. A wicked smile curved up at the corners of her mouth.
Pointing her wand discreetly over her shoulders she murmered the incantation for the bat-bogey hex.

I felt an odd tickle in my nose.

(Don't know how to describe it without being gross... xP)

(LOL! Very nice... Maybe I should have picked a different curse)

Cassandra sat there working on her essay calmly without looking up at him. However, she wasn't working just poised to write and was listening intently.

Cassandra's head snapped up as she heard the... odd sounds of sucess. A slow smirk crossed her face as she grimaced. Maybe not the best curse to have chosen but...

Cassie snorted in the most unlady-like fashion into her hand. It was quite a sight to watch and he without his wand to defend himself. She was safe, wasn't she?

If Cassie had been in her proper mind, she'd have stopped laughing like a hyena. However she was snickering in the corner, her potions essay abandoned in the process.