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Post by BLAIR C. WALDORF on Nov 17, 2010 18:13:05 GMT
 Didn't teachers understand that their students have lives of their own to worry about? As in lives that they didn't want to be cluttered up with monotonous essays and other pointless pieces of homework. Blair could quite happily have thrown a flobberworm at McGonagall when she had asked for an essay on Gamp's Laws of Elemental Transfiguration to be handed in at the end of the week, but there were several reasons why she had not done so. First of all, there hadn't been any flobberworms in the classroom for her to be able to throw one at the Head of Gryffindor. Secondly, they were among the most revolting creatures on the entire planet and Blair Waldorf would not be touching one with her bare hands any time soon.
Whilst the school library may have been a more appropriate place to make a start on the piece of work, regardless of how reluctant she was to give up her free time in order to keep the Deputy Headmistress happy, it was an unwritten rule that those who deserved there place in Slytherin never even considered stepping foot inside the lair of Ravenclaws and geeks. Some may have argued that the two were exactly the same, and Blair agreed with them, but she also knew that there were nerds in Hufflepuff and Gryffindor too. Hermione Granger for example. No, Blair would rely on her own knowledge and work in the Great Hall instead, even if there were things that she would need to know that she could only find in the library or by asking her professor, neither of which she intended to do any time soon.
She sat at the Slytherin table with a roll of parchment, a self-inking quill and her copy of Guide to Advanced Transfiguration, staring blankly at the parchment whilst she attempted to start the essay. 'Gamp spent almost all of his life studying Transfiguration and he published his findings in Transfiguration Today, having compiled five elemental laws by...' By when? When had Gamp decided that food couldn't be conjured, that love could only be mimicked, that the dead couldn't be brought back to life? It wasn't in the textbook, how was she supposed to write an essay about something she didn't know about? Slamming her quill down on the desk, she took a deep breath of frustration before reading the pages again.
 This post was written by Vicky as Blair Cornelia Waldorf. The lyrics are from I Will Be by Leona Lewis/Avril Lavigne and the images are of Leighton Meester. The post was written for anyone that wants it and is 398 words long. Blair is wearing Slytherin uniform and I'd just like to add that this is my first Blair post, woo!.
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