Hogwarts is not like Gooseberry, houses don't mix at mealtimes, and most Slytherins seen pestering the Hufflepuff table can be assumed to be up to no good.
But Riley doesn't go to Hogwarts anymore. She's here for the weekend, in the tightest skirt she could get away with, with the brightest blue she could get her hair, and she doesn't want to sit with the Slytherins right now. When she looks across the Great Hall and sees Ellie and January, her ex with her... whatever, it doesn't matter what January is, Riley doesn't want her attention on Ellie. And also she doesn't want Ellie's attention on January. Don't worry about why!!!
So she doesn't give a fuck about where she's supposed to sit or what house some dumb hat told her to sleep in, because Riley goes right over to the Hufflepuff table and squeezes in between the girls with a "Heyyyy," and a cute grin. Is she wearing enough lipstick? She'd better be wearing enough lipstick. "What're we taking about?"
Riley & January & a Cutieboo
But Riley doesn't go to Hogwarts anymore. She's here for the weekend, in the tightest skirt she could get away with, with the brightest blue she could get her hair, and she doesn't want to sit with the Slytherins right now. When she looks across the Great Hall and sees Ellie and January, her ex with her... whatever, it doesn't matter what January is, Riley doesn't want her attention on Ellie. And also she doesn't want Ellie's attention on January. Don't worry about why!!!
So she doesn't give a fuck about where she's supposed to sit or what house some dumb hat told her to sleep in, because Riley goes right over to the Hufflepuff table and squeezes in between the girls with a "Heyyyy," and a cute grin. Is she wearing enough lipstick? She'd better be wearing enough lipstick. "What're we taking about?"