Homeless (4)
It was a bright day that completely clashed horribly with Lisa's erratic mood. She was standing in a hardware store located in Hogsmeade where she was in dire need of sponges. Cars were now seen as a practical, necessary and useful thing, as they were comfortable and helped wizards stay anonymous out in the muggle world. They could not fly though. Arthur Weasley had made sure of that, under intense supervision. It had taken awhile for the magic world to warm up to the idea of convertibles, and in the end they deemed it beneficial. Sometimes, professors and of-age Seventh Years could be seen leaving the school grounds towards the small parking lot on the outskirts of Hogsmeade if there was no more Floo powder left, and they had express permission from the Headmistress. That didn't stop students from sneaking out, though.
She groaned. "In a hardware store alone," Lisa contemplated. "Now I know what it feels like to be a Death Eater."
"Oh!" Marie Finnigan had noticed her. "Hey, Lisa!"
"Er- oh, wait," Lisa frowned. "It's not awkward."
"Uh," said Marie. "What's awkward?"
"Usually when I see someone from school it's awkward," she explained. "But I just realised that I'm not in school anymore!"
"Did you drop out?" asked Marie.
"No, I'm getting expelled," Lisa replied in an airy tone.
"For what?"
"Some bullshit, don't worry about it," Lisa waved off her concerns.
"Yeah, anyway, school's been going pretty well for me-" Marie started.
"-Do you know where the sponges are? I'm trying to start a car wash," Lisa interrupted.
"...Near the potions supplies," Marie pointed out. "But I'm still a Hufflepuff prefect. Could you not interrupt me?"
"I'm not in Hufflepuff," said Lisa. "I was a Slytherin. Anyway, I don't go to Hogwarts anymore. You're not my prefect."
"Well," said Marie determinedly. "I'm still a person, so you should respect me."
"Dude. I'm out of Hogwarts now," said Lisa. "You're just a memory to me! There are zero consequences for whatever I say to you."
"Are you even-"
"-You're a whore," stated Lisa.
"Excuse me?" sputtered Marie. "I have a boyfriend and a purity ring!"
"Wow, for real?" asked Lisa sweetly. "Where can I get one?"
"Little late for you," smirked Marie.
"No," argued Lisa. "It's never too late to have your boyfriend fuck every girl but you."
"I don't need to take this!" yelled Marie. "I got 3 O's, something you'll never have!"
"Bitch, why don't you shut the fuck up before I slit your throat and watch the Outstanding roll out?" Lisa warned, narrowing her eyes.
"Are you threatening me?" demanded Marie.
"No, I'm hitting on you," Lisa grinned smugly. "Flash me a titty, bitch."
"Cokehead slut!" Marie spat, and rushed out of the store.
"And there is no one she can report me to," muttered Lisa. "Awesome."