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Don’t cry too hard now.
I'll try.
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@aliceinblackandyellow-ina
Look.
Don’t cry too hard now.
I'll try.
Look.
Might be because it’s refreshing to knock heads with someone who isn’t about to apologise and offer me a biscuit afterwards.
So you do want something from me. I feel so used.
Look.
Ask myself the same question every morning.
It's a wonder you haven't come up with an answer yet.
Look.
It really is.
Honestly, how do you put up with me.
Look.
I dunno. It’d probably add more to the desire slot if you were actually a sensitive artist beneath all that leather and ego.
Damn shame I'm so one dimensional, then, isn't it?
Look.
You write poetry?
Merlin, no! Trying to avoid that, yeah? You've heard me talk, imagine what'd be like if I wrote fucking poetry. Bloody hell.
Look.
No one around that you need to impress, so cut the dramatics.
Yeah, but it's a slippery slope. You slip up once, it happens again, next thing you know you're writing poetry and reciting it in the Great Hall.
Look.
Just gonna pull an argument, drop an ominous comment, then walk off like the enigma of a bad boy that you are?
Hey, I got an image to maintain, right?
Look.
The whole ‘can and does have just about anyone in the school he wants’ thing would stand in the way of that argument— But whatever.
Just about were the key words there.
But whatever, yeah? I'll let you finish your coffee.
Look.
You didn’t sound that way a few seconds ago.
I never said anything in absolutes.
Look.
Do you?
How could I not.
Look.
Oh, do you want a cookie for dictating your life out for me? Because that’s not what a reality check is, Longbottom. A reality check is knowing that you’re twirling around between bedsheets because you have some high-blown ego that makes you think that being an arse is desirable to anything that breathes. A reality check is knowing that you only started this fight for the sake of starting a fight with me on extremely stupid grounds. A reality check is knowing that you’re not the hot shit you make yourself out to be. But hey, can’t hope for miracles in your delusional world.
If we’re playing that way, then let me have my own reality check. I’m a cold bitch that doesn’t give a shit about what anyone says or thinks about me, and I’m not afraid to let them know that. I know I’m smarter than I put on the paper, but I honestly couldn’t care less whether I get an O or a T. I have zero talents and I’m not looking for any nor will I ever be, and I’ll probably end up another cold shadow of a secretary in the Ministry. There. If that’s what you call a reality check, then I just had mine.
I know I'm not desirable to anything that breathes.
Look.
And it’s about time you got yourself a reality check.Â
I'm a grade A slut who can, and does, have just about anyone in the school he wants. I'm slightly below average academically but still passing. I'm pretty good at quidditch but not good enough for any league. I'll probably end up in a dead end job in the Ministry or working at my mum's pub for the rest of my life. I know exactly where I stand. You're the one who needs a reality check.
Look.
Because there has to be if you think you have any right to talk down to me and then accuse me of looking down on people.
Are you shitting me right now? Fuck you, you've got yourself up on a pedestal so damn high it's a miracle you can even hear me right now. I may be full of it, but I've never once thought that I'm better than everyone else, so yeah, I'm calling you out on your bull shit. It's about damn time someone did.
Look.
Oh, I’m wounded. Oh, I’ve never experienced the sinful pleasures of sex. Oh, you’ve found me out. Oh, however will I go on? How about you get your facts straight before trying to teach me lessons about morals, hm? I never said sex was a crime, I said that you’re being a hypocrite when you’re giving me shit about being a decent human when all you do is shatter people’s hearts because they decided to give in to that stupid smile.
Literally half of my arguments begin with, ‘I never said, I said,’ so.. Safe to say some of your words are being shoved into my mouth for your argument’s sake. Weak, really.
I don't judge people I don't know. I don't talk shit about them behind their backs. I think I have every right to lecture you about being a decent human. I don't lead anyone on it's their own damn fault if they go seeing things that aren't there.
Saying you didn't say something doesn't make it true. You can't cover your ass with that, it's bull shit. So don't give me that self satisfied smirk and think that insulting me somehow makes you right, because you're not.
Look.
You would definitely be the one to talk about being a decent person, wouldn’t you? Mr. Pumps-And-Dumps-Because-Who-Gives-A-Fuck? Before you start pointing your fingers, you better make sure your hands are clean. It’s not my fault that you took a comment and decided to blow it out of proportion. I said you sounded like Weasley because you’re so full of hot air about your ima— No, y’know what? I don’t need to explain myself to you.
Don’t put words in my mouth, Longbottom. I said you made yourself a member, I didn’t say that was stupid of you to do so. If you wanted to fight so badly, you can go find yourself a mirrour.
Oh, I'm sorry what I do doesn't meet the absolute moral standard that is Demarys "high and mighty virgin" Wolpert. I don't set any expectations I can't fill and I don't do anything to anyone that they don't want. Sex isn't a crime, Dem, Jesus.
And don't act like your words are some kind of fucking pure vacuum without tone or facial expression that's bull shit. I'm not putting any goddamn words in your mouth they're already fucking there.
Look.
Whatever,
I wonder what’s worse: A girl who’s never met high nor low of any of the Weasleys and is just going by what’s been said, or the guy who’s made himself a member and still jumped to those two conclusions first. You name-dropped. Not me. Don’t get pissy.
What? I what- I name-dropped? I'm sorry, but which one of us was it that said, and I quote, "Christ you sound like Weasley"? Oh right, it was you. So no, defending my friends, my family, when you're looking down your nose at them, is not name-dropping, it's being a decent fucking person.
And yeah, I've made myself a member. They're my family. I call Harry Potter Uncle Harry, so hex me. They're good people, and I know no matter what shit I fuck up they'll always be in my corner. So what if Louise is a little vain, it's not like you aren't.