"To say that the perks at limited is quite an understatement," Alex replied, surprisingly without any of her normal rude sarcasm. Outside of what her gran had always told her, there weren't many people she knew who were as disgusted by the muggleborns in the academy as she was. Whoever this bitch was, she was on the right track. "Don't even joke about that sort of thing. I'll be happily launching myself off of the astronomy tower the day that those filthy beasts line up at the door. Their half-breed scumbag children are gross enough," she scoffed, flicking the ash from her smoke.
"We're here to learn because we're entitled too. You can't just accept any riff-raff off the street and take them in to learn with us. Muggles think of magic as parlor tricks, that's what my grandmother says. What a bunch of morons," she sighed, her eyes meeting Gemma's for a second as the older woman leaned back against the tree. "I'd gladly show them what a wand can do."
Starting with her own muggleborn whore of a mother, though she didn't add that in, just looking away a bit instead. "They let anyone in here. My friend has been.. associating with this ugly girl, and she doesn't even know about her blood. She has no idea what her lineage is, and she's been adopted and raised by muggles! Even if she were pureblooded by some chance, which I'm sure the little skank isn't and the whore mother that didn't want her probably wasn't either, but she'd be tainted now anyway. Raised by muggles, imagine.. the two of them are out skating right now, like a couple of twats. Whatever," she huffed.
