The Train

~ Rolling my eyes, I begin to storm upstairs, creating loud thuds, and earning a glare from my mother. "Like I care" I murmur, reaching my room. Suddenly, as if the window was calling for me, I walk over to it. "I can get what I want, when I want" I finally say, opening it up.~
Sylvia is a Pureblood witch, with a desire, to do something in her life. She just doesn't know what. She was thinking about making a difference in the wizarding world, maybe stopping the other house's views on Slytherin, but with her mother being Bellatrix Lestrange, well, its not that easy, now is it.