Malfoid walks into the mess hall. The air buzzing with talking between friends and lovers, her eyes scan the room, looking for her prey.. her new victim..~ then she sees him.. Guest, all huddled up in a corner alone, perfect for what she plans to do.. without thinking twice she walks over, a stride in her step like she owns everyone in the building

hey loser..~ sitting all alone again..?~ I bet no one wants to be around you because of your looks, stupid dog..~