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: So yeah, guys, I have started another story. This idea just came to me, and I really wanted to write it. I'm not sure whetheror not it will definitely continue, probably will, but I would love reviews to know what you think.
Just gonna say, this is just a starter prologue type thingie. The chapters will be better, longer and in my main characters first person.
So yeah, read and review and wait for more to come.
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To go to Hogwarts you have to be a witch or a wizard. That's a pretty obvious unsaid rule - a Muggle would never be accepted. But the rule stills hangs there, silently, observant.
Another unsaid rule is never mix up the cliques. I think it's a pretty silly rule to be honest. But Hogwarts has changed since the Golden Boy Who Lived Days. The upside of the "Unite the Wizards and Defeat Snake Dude" war was that discrimination between houses stopped and everyone became friends. Even between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Especially between them.
But then, something else clicked. I guess, since Hogwarts is a high school, there needed to be groups, people needed to have people they didn't like. But instead of going back into their houses, different groups formed. Cliques. And over the years, the cliques in Hogwarts became more and more prominent, until now people hardly speak to others in different cliques from them. There are the same cliques in every year. I'm actually surprised the Sorting Hat hasn't just started sorting people into cliques instead if houses.
As soon as you arrive in first year, you basically have to choose. Some cliques depend on what house you are in. The sizes all differ and they are very different.
First there are the “Studious Ones”. These are the clever clogs, who just focus on one thing and one thing only - Schoolwork. They are usually mostly Ravenclaws, but you do sometimes get an odd Gryff or Puff sneaking in there.
There are the "Daredevils." These are usually guys, although some hardcore girls sometimes join the 'fun'. Often just Slytherins or Gryffindors, sometimes Ravenclaws actually. It's usually the biggest clique in the school, because most of the boys in those two houses join.
There is also the "Addicts." These are slackers who are addicted to something or other. I sometimes like to think the "Study Nerds" should fuse with them, because they are addicted to learning. They are sadly usually Hufflepuff's strayed from the true Puff fashion.
There is the clique I belong to, "The Greatest Ones." Others call us "The Nicey's". Usually always Puffs. We are cheery, decent and in my opinion the bloody best clique in this place. And the most normal. But I guess I am biased. We're not top of class or hardcore partiers, but just average. We do that stuff in smaller amounts. Less of a shock I guess.
There are the "PPP’s." Which stands for Pretty, Popular and Perfect. Always girls, usually Slytherin and Gryffindor, mainly Gryffs. They are the type of girls who have ideal looks, locks and chests. And matching giggles. And accessorise with boyfriends. The "Daredevils" and the "Perfect Girls" usually talk. And date. Mainly because they don't usually have members of the opposite sex in their "club". Clique. Whatever.
That's usually where everyone stops. That's the usual amount of cliques. Somehow, our year got to be different. We get one extra group, unfortunately, and no one is entirely sure why, or how. Most likely it’s to do with their families but in first year one small group formed.
It’s four girls, one from each house, and what they say goes, no questions asked. I have no clue why, but it just happened – they became not only the ruler of our year but of the entire school. They are obviously all gorgeous and witty and very kissable. And somehow, the rules don’t apply to them, in an unfair turn of events. Somehow they get to talk to who they want, date who they feel like, pretty much make up the rules themselves.
God it’s infuriating. But they are just there perfect and on a pedestal so high above the rest of the school year, no one can even see them anymore.
Rose Weasley is the leader, the Gryffindor who is the Queen of basically everything. I know, a Weasley. The daughter of two of the famous three, she was already in the spotlight before she became Hogwarts It Girl. She has the usual Weasley charm and hair, her mother's cleverness and hair volume and manages to capture a boy with one smouldering look. And she has her own private army of about 30 or so cousins, who protect her at anything. Ever since first year she has been the top of the school.
Dominique-Yes-Another -Weasley is the Ravenclaw Chick. She's is one of Rose's closer cousins. And she is part Veela. I wish that was all. She has blonde silky hair, a sylph like figure and a temper no-one can contend with. And a romantic French side. No one can compete with her, and no boy can resist her. Even Rose is no match for Dominique.
Slytherin’s Chick is Jenny Parkinson. Curvy, jet black hair and coffee coloured skin, she is the daughter of the biggest man in the broomstick business, so one of the richest girls in school. And, just this week she snagged Hogwarts most brooding bachelor “Daredevil”, the one dangerous and mysterious Scorpius Malfoy.
And finally we have Meredith Bones, a Hufflepuff who doesn't seem to have any Puff spirit. She's mean, backstabbing and yet still cruelly beautiful with wavy brown hair and long sharp red fingernails. And she totally has it out for me.
Everyone loves them.
Everyone hates them.
No-one messes with them.
There is one other rule Hogwarts, that doesn't need to be said.
Never, I repeat never, insult a child of the Chosen One.
I know that some rules are meant to be broken. It's just these are the sort of rules no one breaks.
And no-one did.
Until me that is.
EDITED ; 08/05/2015