School quite isn't my thing.

I'm more of a, laidback person?

My friends know me as the lazy-ass girl, and it seems pretty accurate.

Another thing, I have no talent.

"But y/n, you must have a talent, everyone has a talent!"

Well I'm special.

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"What is it Malfoy? This is the third time this week."

"Well y/n, I want to go to the Yule Ball with you, and I mean, who wouldn't want to go with me?" He smirks, which seems like his specialty.

"Well I'm not going to the Yule Ball, my friends won't let me go until I pass a test, and seeing as there have been no tests I've passed, and no tests coming up, I guess I'm not going, so stop bothering me, go with Parkinson or someone."

The bell rings, and I scurry towards my next class before that annoying prit can say anything else.

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"N/n! What shall I wear?" My roommate, Winter asks.

"Hm I don't know, maybe this will look cute?" I pull out a white, silvery dress, that stops just below the knees.

"Oo that seems cute! I feel bad leaving you here alone, are you sure you can't go?" She pouts.

I giggle, "Hehe sorry Winnie, I agreed with Ellie that I wouldn't go."

"Aww, El and her Ravenclaw habits..."

"Well it's pretty helpful you gotta admit."

"True true, well I'm gonna go change!"

"Okie." I go back to the book I was reading, until suddenly Ellie bursts into the room, looking stunning.

"El? How'd you get in here?"

"Never mind that, y/n, change of plans, you can go!"

"Wait what?"

"I know this seems sudden, but I remembered something..."

"What did you remember?"

"Never mind that, get ready!"

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Ugh, why am I wearing this?

It's a green and sliver dress, at the top it's green, and turns silver as it goes down. The dress is a bit above my knees, and I'm wearing silver, long ass, heels. My hair is in a bun, held up by silver pins, and with green pearl earrings.

Where did Ellie and Winnie go? They abandoned me with their dates, wait, how does Ellie even have a date?! So I'm the last one who's going to get a boyfriend, if I get a boyfriend at all...

"Y/n!"

What does that prit want now?

I turn my back around, glaring at the blond brat.

He stops for a minute, like he forgot what he was going to say, but quickly comes back to reality.

"Y/n! I've been waiting for you!"

I keep glaring at him, "Why would you wait for me? You know I hate your guts, ever since," I shiver, "Ever since last year, don't tell me you forgot?!"

He seems nervous, and starts sweating a bit, "Y-you're still holding grudges...?"

"Still holding grudges? You fucking jerk!" There are tears streaming down my face now, ruining my makeup. How could he just let that slide?

"Just because I lost a few pounds, you think it's okay to forget that?!" I was only 100 pounds then, about average, but to think he still...

"I'm leaving now!" I throw one of my shoes at him, turning my back, and going off to find a corner to cry in.

Seems like my talent is being weak, explains why I'm not a Gryffindor.