A Day in the Life of a Slytherin

So I not-so-casually went to Sixth-Form today dressed as a random Death Eater Slytherin Hogwarts student and felt a little self-conscious all day despite the fact that about ninety-eight per cent of the Sixth-Form dressed up too. It just so happens that my SSR day is Friday, second period. That was fun, trying to get year sevens to take me seriously whilst running around all over the place wearing a Hogwarts uniform and an apparently lifelike black wig. The kids in my SSR group were awful, today. I was stuck with a different class because me and Sian were made to swap. Unfair or what? Anyway, the little shits thought it would be fun to try and kill each other whilst bullying the poor little dyslexic kid (who I almost knocked over twice because I seem to not look where I'm going a lot of the time). Like I said earlier, nobody takes you seriously in a costume. At all. Raising your voice and saying "Rhys, take your feet off of the chair and get on with your work," or "James, turn your laptop off, we're listening to the teacher now," has absolutely no effect on the rugrats when you're dressed as I was.
The fun thing was that my Sociology teacher came in as Professor Trelawney, so there were two Hogwartarians in the classroom, which was fun. The only problem was that she kept telling people she was 'Madame Trelawney'. Not quite, but close enough. At least she's read the books unlike half of the other people who were going off on one about me being a Slytherin. Bitch, I fit nowhere else. Gryffindors are brave, I'm not. Ravenclaws are smart, I'm hardly smart. Hufflepuffs are... PARTICULARLY GOOD FINDERS! No, seriously, I hate Hufflepuffs. Sorry to all the Huffies out there, but I'm a Slytherin and I dislike you all. (Insert Dark mark here...)
The only good thing about wearing a black wig to school today was that loads of people told me I should grow my hair and dye it black. Even though this has been my motive for a very long time, so many people tellimg me that was actually quite nice. It was like some form of approval on their behalf for something that I plan to do anyway but, in truth, I really couldn't have given a flying monkeys about what they'd have thought if I just casually strolled in one day with black hair. At least now I know they'd all like it. My Film Studies teacher even told me I should dye my hair black and that she'd start a petition if I didn't. (For the record, I'm naturally a brunette but currently have light brown/blonde hair.) Maybe I should dye it. I might save up.
Getting more to the point - the reason for me wearing a costume to school today was quite simple: Children in Need. I hope we raised a lot of money with everything we did today because it's a really good cause that has a lot of backing. Now all I have to do is decide what to go to school in next year! Alice Cooper or a pepper pot?