Next was the leader of this group of girls: Daphne Greengrass, the ice queen of Slytherin who at this moment was a sight to behold, perky C cup breast that was held in what can only be called a burnt toga that seemed to frame her bubble butt giving her a classical style hourglass figure, her icy blue eyes seemed to have an intense look to them like they were analysing every part of my soul, on her back were a pair of pure black angels wings, her long platinum blonde hair was flowing elegantly with what looked a corrupted halo.