Pity the living- slytherin boys

Souls

Alice's pov

"Miss Granger, a plain but ambitious girl seems to be developing a taste for famous wizards. Her latest pray, sources report is none other then the Bulgarian bonbon, Viktor Krum. No word yet on how Harry Potter's taking this latest emotional blow."
Hermione reads the daily prophet as I sit down beside her.

"Rita Skeeters wrote that?" I look at Mione.

"Yes! That's vile, cruel-" before she can finish the sentence, a young boy comes to Ron with a package in hand.

"Package for you, Mr. Weasley." He hands Ron the package as we look at the both with questioning faces.

"Aw, thank you, Nigel." Ron speaks and continues eating, while Nigel just stands there, staring at Harry.

Hermione clears her throat to get Ron's attention. Ron turns around.

"Not now, Nigel. Later. Go on." Nigel looks at Harry one more time and walks away. We follow Nigel with our eyes as he walks away.

We shoot Ron questioning looks as he begins to open the package.

He lifts up his head to look at us.

"I told him I'd get him Harry's autograph." He keeps on opening the package.

"You can't inslave  children, Ron." I give him a fake disappointed look, I would've probably also done this.

"What? I'm sorry." He says, but he doesn't mean it at all. He finally opens the package.

"Oh, look, Mum's sent me something." He takes out some hideous article of clothing.

He looks at it confused. He stands up, putting the thing in front of his body.

"Mum sent me a dress." He speaks as everyone laugh around him.

"Well, it does match your eyes. Is there a bonnet?" Harry jokes.

He reaches to the package and grabs what seems to be a chest piece. Harry pins it to Ron's chest, making me laugh.

"Nose down, Harry," Ron walks over to his sister, "Ginny, these must be for you." He says.

Ginny makes a disgusted face. "I'm not wearing that, it's ghastly."

Hermione starts laughing.

"What is it?" I ask.

Ron walks back to us. "What are you in about?" He questions.

Hermione keeps laughing, "They're not for Ginny. They're for you. Dress robes." Everyone who are hearing the conversation laugh.

"Dress robes?  For what?" Ron asks, upset.

I continue on laughing. "Haven't you heard about the ball, Ron?"

I get up and leave, keeping him wondering.

I walk to the Slytherin table.

"Good, let's go to my dorm." Theo pulls me after him.

We get into his dorm, he takes off his shoes and stands up on his bed.

"Excuse me everyone, sex!" He shouts, "Now that I have your attention-"

Dray cuts him off, "You don't have our attention." He complains.

"Money!" Theo yells.

"I'm listening."

Dray turns his usual face into a smile.

"You had me at sex." Mattheo speaks. Ew, I can't even think of Mattheo doing that, I think I'm gonna puke. I mean, what if he accidentally gets a girl pregnant, and there'll be more of him... ew.