Bored on the First Day

"Well my dear, if you go by that then technically your dad's a faggot too," Aveira pointed out.

"I DON'T go by that," she said, laughing, "I go by the fact that he's a complete idiot."

"Not a complete idiot er se," she said thoughtfully. "Just annoying as Hell."

"Yup. And he never shuts up about how I'm mean to Hermione..."

"Hermiones's annoying though," Aveira protested.

"You don't know the half of it! She's always, consistently, telling me about how I could really do better in school. And if I need help, just ask her, blah blah blah. Dad doesn't even really like her very much. Last year he almost slapped her when she was trying to teach me something. I DID slap her."

Aveira laughed. "Lucky! I wanna slap her."

"I'll have you stay for half the summer. You'll get your chance. And Harry'll damn well keep his mouth shut. You're my guest as much as she is his."

She stuck her tongue out and rolled her eyes.

She nodded and grinned. "Half the summer at your house? My dear, I simply can not wait," she whispered sultrily.

"I'm sure you can't. But it seems you'll have to, seeing as how it's the first day of school still..."

Aveira sighed dramatically. "I would wait an eternity for you, my love."

"How sweet," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"I'm a sweet person," she said shrugging.