.:.Living the Life of a Slytherin Princess.:.

"You have absolutely no idea how much I hate herbology," said Nikki as she, Sarah, and Bridget headed down to the greenhouses after divination.
"Whatever, its better than Divination. Trelawney is mental...gummy worms....I don't think I'll ever forget that. Pulled that straight out of her ass," Sarah replied. The three of them took their usual seats and pulled out their textbooks and prepared for another of Professor Sprout's excessivly boring lessons.
"Today, we will be learning how to tell the difference between posionus herbs and those that are safe for consumption," Professor Sprout began.
"Why?" Bridget mumbled under her breath.
"In the case that you find yourselves stranded in the wilderness...."
"Then I'll Summon a broomstick and be on my merry way. Or apparate out. Or maybe even send an owl for help. I'm sure that I could find plenty of alternatives to eating plants that I'm not even sure are edible," Brdiget retorted quickly.
"Well, Miss MacNair, if you choose to look at it that way, then know this: you must know this information to pass your N.E.W.T.s. So pay attention." Professor Sprout turned around and began to walk back towards the front of the class, and, in doing so, missed one of Bridget's more beautiful scowls.
"Now! This pair of herbs aren't too frequently confused, but, when they are, the confusion could cost you your life. Here, in my right hand, is your ordinary, everyday turnip. Great for broiling, baking, and frying. In my left hand is a Tibetan Turnip, fabulous for when you need to spend lots of time underwater. If you were to find a Tibetan Turnip out in the wildreness, you jsut might mistake it for an everyday Turnip and include it in your morning fry-up. This would be a grave mistake, because as soon as you ate it, you would sprout gills and be unable to breathe above water for upwards of an hour. If you weren't around any water... you could easially die."
"OR just conjure up some water," Bridget said, eager to argue with the point of the lesson.
"Miss MacNair, I've had just about enough of your interjections. Five points from Slytherin." Professor Sprout retorted.
"I'm sorry, Professor, I'm just trying to understand the subject better by finding alternative conclusions to problems that are caused by herbology mistakes!" Bridget said.
"Very well, have your five points back, Miss MacNair. Class is dismissed."
"Bridget, you're amazing at lying, you know that, right?" Nicky said after they were out of earshot of Professor Sprout.
"You're damn straight I do. And you've known that for as long as you've known me."
"Seriously, Nicky... Don't you remember back in second year when she saved our asses from Filch when he found us in the Gryffindor common room after we Confunded Neville into letting us in?" Sarah said before she coughed and took on a fake voice, impersonating Bridget, "Mr. Filch, I'm so sorry, but they were only doing me a favor. See, Potter stole my Potions book today in class and I really need it to get my homework done and they offered to come here and get it. Please don't tell anyone, Mr. Filch. I know you're a bigger man than telling on a poor, second-year girl who's father happens to be Walden MacNair...." and she batted her eyelashes ridiculously.
"Oh Jesus, Sarah. I could never forget that night. Too bad we got caught, I would've adored to see that Weasley girl's face when she woke up soaking wet in the middle of the night...so close!" Nicky said. Bridget was, of course, in on the whole plan. She was assigned to keep watch... a decision that came in handy.
The three of them left the greenhouses and headed into the castle and to the Slytherin common room. They had a fifteen minute break today between classes. When they entered, Draco, Theodore, and Blaise were already seated on the huge, black, leather couch in the center of the common room. Draco stood up and walked over to Bridget and picked her up, bridal-style.
"I've missed you," he whispered into her ear.
"Babe, it's been like four hours," Bridget whispered back. Draco smiled, kissed her, and then put her down. He returned to his spot on the couch and Bridget stood, confused.
"Okay.... so how's everyone been since Potions this morning?" Sarah asked the group.
"Starving. We've just send Crabbe and Goyle to get us something to eat from the kitchens. They're down there all the time, so they know how to get in. I wonder what they'll bring us back...." Theodore said. Right on cue, Crabbe and Goyle stumbled into the dormitory with loads of food on them. They rushed to the table closest to the group and put down their cargo.
"God damn, do you think you got enough?" asked Draco. He began to rummage through the cupcakes, packets of chips, lollipops, fruits, crackers, and pies. He ended up with a chocolate cupcake with raspberry filling and a plum tart. Bridget smiled and picked up a red velvet cupcake and began to eat it. She wasn't really hungry, but she could never resist red velvet. Once she had finished, she heard a bell chime from upstairs - class had started.
"Ew. Come on guys, let's go," Theodore said as he rose and began to collect the things he'd need for class. Bridget, Nicky, Sarah, Crabbe, Goyle, Draco, and Blaise followed him out of the common room and then all spilt up in the directions of their classes.
"Do you think Binns will even notice if we go in late?" Bridget asked Draco as they made their way to History of Magic.
"Surely you're joking. I don't know why we don't do this everyday. We will totally be able to get in without any trouble," Draco replied as he took Bridget's hand. They smiled at each other and decided to take a more leisurely pace as they headed up the stairs to their class.