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“I can not wait to get home.”
Not soon enough.
“Just hang in there, Alecto. We’ll get to do our real celebrating as soon as we get off that train.”
Right. I wish it was less sad, though I guess there’s no avoiding that.
“On the bright side, it won’t be long ‘til you’re graduating as well. The last year goes by in the blink of an eye, I promise.”
If she doesn’t keep her skanky hands off of my man I’ll rip them off of her.
“I could do that for you, so you don’t have to get blood under your nails.”
Guess it wouldn’t be graduation without a bunch of crying people, right?
“It’s only natural for people to cry in preparation of missing others that they care about.”
Thank Merlin I’m almost free of this place, only a little bit left to go
“We’ll be out of here soon.”
She spares a glance up towards him then heaves a heavy sigh. Normally, she’d be at least inwardly pleased with the attention she was receiving, though she couldn’t even find it in herself to feel that way. “My brother sent me an owl about how he’s getting married to some bitch.” She replied, clenching her jaw.
Walden looked at Leila with concern. This was not how the girl usually acted, not around him at least. Unlike most people, Walden actually cared for the girl and it made him furious to see her so upset, not that he showed it on the surface. “If she’s so terrible, certainly you could talk to your brother and get him to call the whole thing off.”
[sitting at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall, which is nearly empty due to it being so early in the day, picking at a loose thread on her robes sleeve, a letter from her brother on the table in front of her]
Walden walks into the Great Hall, spotting Leila looking anything but herself. He makes his way over to her quietly, kissing the top of her head before sitting down next to her. “What’s wrong, love?”
oh, the likes of you could never understand the likes of me
“Yes and it simply breaks my heart.”
You promise?
My parents will be thrilled, and Bellatrix. I’ll finally have my family back, and a worthy husband.
“I promise.”
“And you’ll be so thrilled to have them back, because you don’t want to end up like Sirius. That mudblood was a mistake, but once you saw how truly filthy they are up close, you knew that you couldn’t be associated with them.”
that’s a great mantra for you to have
“It helps me understand the likes of you.”
“Are you seriously jealous right now?”
“I asked him to do one favor for me. You were busying yourself with Andromeda and you obviously weren’t focused on me. What’s the big deal?”
“Jealous? No. Just disappointed that I missed out on a chance to torture someone.”
“I’m never too busy for you, Leila. I just don’t want having Evan doing you a favor coming back to bite you in the ass. I don’t want anyone to have the means to hurt you in anyway.”
“Oh, would you? That would be very, very lovely.”
“Lucky for you, I have a knack for charms.”
maybe, but I have more fun
“Well, they do say that ignorance is bliss.”
Slytherin would’ve thrown a way better party. Just saying.
“Maybe you should have had Evan throw it.”
or because I’m a skilled master of my craft
“You may be skilled, but unfortunately not as much as I am. Torturing is an art, Rosier, and no offense, but you don’t strike me as the artistic type.”
[Stumbles a little as the spell hits her. Her eyes glaze over momentarily, before she refocuses back on him and smiles.]
Yes, Walden. Of course. Whatever would I want with him, anyway?
Walden smiles at her in return. “I’ve been asking myself that for weeks, Andromeda. You and I, we will do great things together.”