A less cheery tune played in the back of her mind as she scrubbed this time. Her earlier enthusiasm had vanished...now Cam smelled horribly, and wanted nothing more than to collapse in her dorm room. But no. She had to go and shower a dozen or so times. That was after she finished her punishment of course. The apology, She reminded herself. He'd told her she had to...and how he was collecting on that. Cam folded her arms across her chest once the cleaning supplies had vanished.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you. I really don't usually make it a habit to yell at my professors. I was raised to respect my superiors more than that, and I'm sorry I was so immature about this whole thing. But I'm not about to apologize to my house." She responded calmly. Cam shook her grimy hair out of her face, then looked up at the man before her. "They give themselves a bad name. They prance around this school, comparing families, and giving into stereotypes. If I were actually a part of the team already I'd feel differently, but I represent no one but myself at this point. I made a fool of me. By this point I really don't believe that Captain Long will even look at me twice. I'm not going to bother with tryouts." Cam paused for a moment.

"I don't want to be a part of a team that involves that house. Maybe the hat saw fit to make me a Slytherin, but it made the wrong choice. I'm not going to be a part of anything that will make me more a part of that lot. I thought I should try and embrace Slytherin house after talking with Amanda...but clearly the two of us don't concoct the best of ideas." Cam insisted. She could stay there all night. If they made it to a full moon he'd be doomed one way or another. She'd be the one that would make it out of that room alive. He was the only one that was going to get an apology out of her. Slytherins were winy, competitive, and obnoxious...and they could kiss her butt if they expected an apology.