In fact, she would have probably stabbed the talking contraption if it weren’t for the fact that she’d probably get kicked out of the bloody

school. However, the common room was good for one thing; homework. Oh, how she despised the girls in her dormitory with their mindless

gossip. They would ramble on and on about the most pointless things! Do you know how distracting it was to hear two girls go on and on about

what shade of pink looked better on their toes? Why, it wasn't even warm enough to wear sandels!

At any rate, she had homework to do. Staring at her potions homework, she looked at the first question.

Five minutes later, she was still staring at the same question.

(For Vash<333)

[[Hey, Hufflepuff and its common room are awesome. >3<]]

(Totally, mom<333 They must throw the most amazing parties, pfff :'D)

(( NEW HEADCANNON~ ))

[[/LOADS HEAD CANNON >u>]]

Vash glared into the fireplace, completely ignoring the angry voice in his head telling him to do that charms essay. He hated charms, and

just about everything actually. He tore his eyes away from the fire and looked around the yellow and black common room.

[[the hufflepuff common room is near the kitchen~]]

Screaming girls, laughing 7th years, nothing interesting. He sighed and went back to glaring at the fire.

Another five minutes passed by. Well, this certainly wasn't getting Natalia anywhere at all, now was it? She fulmbled with her pencil,

glancing around the common room. It didn't look like anyone here was of any use. Urgh, now, if she'd been in Ravenclaw, that would have been

a different story. Sadly, Hufflepuff wasn't known for their smarts. She was about to call it quits when she saw a blonde sitting by

the fireplace, struggling with some of his own homework, she guessed. With a huff, she picked up her things and plopped down next to him

her usual look of distaste plastered to her face. "Help me with this," Was all Natalia said, crossing her arms.

glared at the gril who had sat down next to him. "You could ask nicely." She was not polite, unlike his sister back home. He glanced down at

the work that had been set down in front of him. Potions. First year potions. Of course.

Natalia just rolled her eyes, ignoring the question entirely. "Well, you've gone through the bloody course before, haven't you?" She asked,

raising an eyebrow. "And what IS that, anyways?" She reached over for his homework. "A charms essay?" She smirked, before her usual

facial expression returned.

"Of course I have. I'm not an idiot, unlike some people." He rolled his eyes and read the first problem. This girl had to be a complete

moron if she couldn't even answer this.

"Are you implying something?" She nearly spat out, looking over what the boy had gotten done on his essay so far.