- Have you been crying? - Ira sat at the table and looked at Fuji suspiciously.
- Yes, - she replied lifelessly. - I've spent the whole night reading Masha's essay, I want to die now.
- Ha! - Ira said pouring coffee into a mug, - you didn't let me die when we were sorted into the hell house, so I'm not letting you die now. Was it good?
- It was, - Fuji replied, her voice emotionless. - It was about time-travelling talismans and stuff like that.
- Sounds cool, - Ira took a bite of a sandwich. - Did anyone die?
Fuji glared:
- Do you even have to ask?!
They ate at silence ignoring all the griffindor chatting around them.
- There was a sex scene next to a wall though, - Fuji said still looking as if she were a part-zombie and not a part-veela . - Masha said she will cut it out for a teacher, but gave me unedited copy.
The next day was awful. Ira hated sun, people, mornings, Fuji and Masha, oh, how she hated Masha.
- Have you been crying? - Elza asked when Ira sat in her seat at Herbology.
Fuji, the evil thing, laughed two rows behind them. She told all of it Masha during the next class they had with the Slytherin.
Ira hated them all.
Sometimes it was Masha's turn to really love it in Hogwarts.
нет, я не знаю, почему я абьюзю английский. донт аск.