Zylee walked down the steps on her way to the great hall. She wasn't in a good mood today- Not that her good mood ever really showed itself- and she wasn't to be messed with at the moment. She was very annoyed with Hogwarts already, and she had only been back for a week or so now. She hated Hogwarts, and always had, just as she had always hated London. She wanted to go back to America, but knew very well that her services were needed most in London and at Hogwarts.
"Watch where your walking, you bloody ape", Zylee shouted when someone bumped into her from behind. She turned around to face who ever had been careless enough to run into her and scowled. It was a first year boy from Hufflepuff. Zylee knew that this boy was a Muddblood from all her studies on the students of Hogwarts. She knew every student's name, age, year. birth year, blood status, and if they were Human Or in fact a Vampire/Werewolf/Veela. Remembering mass information was one of Zylee's many talents. It wasn't really a gift- for say, more as a skill that she had trained herself to learn. Zylee pushed the Hufflepuff to the floor and turned around, her nose in the air-- her usual snooty behavior. Zylee walked through the big, brass doors that were the entrance of the Great Hall and looked around at the students that filled it. She rolled her eyes when she noticed a few stairs that she was receiving from a couple Gryffindors. Zylee walked over to the Slytherin table and pulled out a chair. She looked left, and then right, to make sure that her chair was far from any of the others sitting at the table. Zylee sat down and looked in front of her at the food that she had to choose from for her breakfast. She never really had much of an apatite, but she figures she needed to eat or she would feel ill later. Not to mention she already had a sore throat from the rainy seasons that doomed London this spring. Zylee picked up a green apple and took a bite of it as she gazed out the window and waited for the mourning's mail to arrive.
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