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Marcus looked at the dirt and sneered. He really wanted to sit down but the ground was so disgusting, he wouldn't risk his designer clothes for a rest. Sydney was always buying him new clothes, they were pretty nice and actually comfortable to boot. He loved his sister more than anything.
Marcus rolled his eyes and turned to find a bench or something, he could cover it with his jacket and then wash it or burn it later. He didn't want to have to touch the filth that went around this school.
Marcus didn't care so much about blood status, some of his mates weren't pure. But there were some students who were just disgusting, pure blood status or no. He was concentrating so hard on the filth of the school that he almost walked into someone. He was about to have a go when the boy noticed it was someone from his own house. "I'll let that slide because you're a Slytherin."
Marcus rolled his eyes and turned to find a bench or something, he could cover it with his jacket and then wash it or burn it later. He didn't want to have to touch the filth that went around this school.
Marcus didn't care so much about blood status, some of his mates weren't pure. But there were some students who were just disgusting, pure blood status or no. He was concentrating so hard on the filth of the school that he almost walked into someone. He was about to have a go when the boy noticed it was someone from his own house. "I'll let that slide because you're a Slytherin."