Entrance Hall

"I punched the little twit in the nose yesterday. Just like that BAM! FALCON PUNCH! He said he knew more, and that strut, just had to." The second year puffed out her chest proudly.

"I agree... he think he's sooo coool..." The girl waved around her hands as an extra exaggeration. "When really, I bet he's afraid of himself."

"Don't know him."

"I doubt you really punched him in the face," Resident Ginger says, rolling her eyes. "And, you have to know him--he's cocky, arrogant, and for some reason girls are just falling head-over-heels for him!"

"I so did! Check the blood on my tie! And! Anyone can walk like this!" The second year did a cat walk styled strut from the Ravenclaw hourglass back to her friends, hips going side to side, holding her breath. "And act all smart. Definitely hiding his drug addiction. And what about that Matt and his betting issues?"

"Matt? Who's he?"

"You may wanna wash that off," said the tall one, pointing to the tiny spot of blood on the second year's tie.

"That's because Josiah IS a cutie..." The shorter Slytherin girl admitted with a sigh, who always had a thing for what you may call 'shota', if we are referring to anime. "Especially when he gets older, he'll be the King of the entire school, I bet..."

"It's a trophy. Pft. He's that kid at the quidditch games taking everyone's money for bets. Curly brown hair, kinda cute. Nice smile. Sort of lanky. Sorta cute. That one. Matthew... Summerfield."

"Summerfield. What a strange name!" she said in surprise.

"It's muggle. His mum's a Potter, dad a muggle.. Surprise, surprise." The Raven Claw stated as if his history was known to the entire world.

"How would you know all that?"

"Uhm... well... he's...In my year! So I'd know the gossip about him more than you guys!" The second year stammered quickly, trying to cover up her being his stalker.

"She stalks him, of course." the girl said in complete seriousness.

"Naturally," said the tall one in equal frankness.

"That's-that's a lie!" The second year was going red. "Bu-but hey, did you hear about Will? Apparently he's actually Willamina. He's in witness protection and has to act like a guy."

"Will? You mean the Gryffindor? Now HE'S a hot one..." she sighed, as the short one had an obvious thing for blondes. "But, I kinda doubt it but than again... yes. I can see it. Him in a dress."

"Notice we've only ever seen leg hair. Since he can't shave it being that it would give it away!" The second year nodded furiously.

"He might have a peach fuzz. But I don't go around stalking people for every detail of their life." she said accusingly, looking at the 'little' one.

"That's oddly specific," said Resident Ginger, a sly grin appearing on her face. "You up to something with Mr. William?"

The second year raised her arms above her head, stretching, and then rolled her head, neck cracking like knuckles do. "Eh, I don't. I just hear a lot of things. And whenever I go to tan by the lake he's swimming. Yeah. But you can see the tanning doesn't help." The second year glared at her near transparent skin.

"No!" she snapped defensively at the Ginger. "I just happened to think he's very, very attractive!"

"Oh hush. We all know you have a blonde fetish. Just let it out." The second year talked to the shorter one as if it was an anonymous tell all club.

"I wasn't talking to YOU," Resident Ginger snaps back at the girl her same height, then turns to her fellow Ravenclaw. "If you've seen him swimming, he must have been shirtless, and definitely does NOT have a girl body."

"Ever heard of those things surfers wear? One of those. And he def had some boob action going on. Drp." The second year glared at the other Ravenclaw, now on her tippy toes. She was going to protect this theory!