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Bryony Delevingne, the hated Gryffindor. I have hate clubs in seven countries. Now, please get the fuck away from me.

[viola-jones-blog]

I wasn’t even tal    [ gasps out as she stares wide-eyed at the ground. ] Well shit.

……..I’ll remember it alright. No guarantees, but I’ll try to be on my best behavior, Miss Bi    Delevigne.

[bryonyblooming-blog]

Was that profanity I heard, slave? Or did I hear a passerby?

Guarantee it, slave. I hear you belong to the Manis family... Dreary appearance was the description I was given. This is nothing in comparison to what one of their sons can do to you. I'd advise you guarantee your best behavior.

[viola-jones-blog]

I haven’t even said anything disrespectful? But, right, okay. I thought I was only supposed to listen to my “master”? You sure as hell don’t look like any of them.

Sorry, your highness.

[bryonyblooming-blog]

You follow your master's orders but you respect all above you and certainly do not speak before spoken to. [ She circles Viola. ] You are dirt, remember that. [ She wraps her hand around the back of Viola's neck and pushes down on two pressure points, shoving the girls head so that it's facing the floor. ]

My name is Bryony-- Miss Delevingne, to you. Remember that, or it will be reported to your master. Can I assume only better behavior from here on out, or must I take further extremes?

[viola-jones-blog]

Oh, hey, now I’m in a place where possibly everyone hates me. Sounds just like school.

[bryonyblooming-blog]

You dare speak out of term, slave? You realize you need not only respect your master, but the rest of us who are far above you. 

Apologize, and maybe I won't harm you.

[brennus-fortheauthority-lan-blog]

Do you advice us to stop talking?

I thought he was, at lease he was up until Davis found his so called dead sister. That’s when things went south and I lost control. Never fret though, he will pay in due time. I’m more trust worthy than I put out to be. Doubt it but what ever makes me feel worthy to me. You’ll get the first ten. Fair?

[bryonyblooming-blog]

You missed the point entirely, robot.

At least destroy his sister to itty bitty pieces, then. The first ten is fair enough, but I get to flip her body upside down when it's drained of blood. I say it should be drained of blood just in case we need to taunt a vampire into something... If you catch my drift. My cousin Chrissy could be of great use, especially with her status. People are afraid to get here her if they have so much as a prick on their skin.

[brennus-fortheauthority-lan-blog]

Well you can’t have everything you want. It takes time, does it not? *raises brow*

First of all, I didn’t let them go neither did Aleck. It was that Keegan guy who betrayed me. But don’t worry, I’ll come up with an idea to get back at him for this. As for Aves. Don’t you get it? She was only strong because that puppy dog boyfriend of hers was always there to save her. Crippling him was just a symbol in a way. He might be a pureblood but now that he can’t walk. He is as good as a mudblood. I will get the girl again and this time. She won’t make it out alive.

[bryonyblooming-blog]

Yes. And time is wasting away the more we speak of it.

Well, ou bloody fucking fool, don't let an outsider like him in next time. The Polizei are untrustworthy, you aside, and I suppose your trusted. At least you put me through Hell before taking any of my words are genuine. Your symbolism is weak. Let me get a stab at Alexandra, though, when you recapture her.

[brennus-fortheauthority-lan-blog]

Look, I’m working to get you a better job. You just have to patient for fuck sakes. Can’t expect me to find you a prime job out of the blue. So shut up and give me another day and you’ll have the proper job for you.

I could care less. She’s weak, I already know that. As my knowledge she won’t make it out alive. *smirks* Just one less throne in my side. And I can work on the next one to destroy and possibly kill. 

[bryonyblooming-blog]

Don't tell me to shut up. I'm sick of those wors, Brennus. The words of, 'fucking be patient,' are enough.

Are you going to get rid of that Aves girl, or was crippling her boyfriend the extent? 'Cause, Brennus, I can't believe you let your nephew let them go alive.

[loopyluce-weasley-blog]

That doesn’t make me smart…it just means I have common sense….But okay. I can’t do that- I don’t want to punch people. Maybe I’ll just yell at them instead.

[bryonyblooming-blog]

No, it's not. Believe me, tons of people imagine being treated like shit is gaining positive attention. Yelling is effective, but you've got to yell better than you did earlier. 

Yell at me, Lucy. Get pissed at me. Yell.

[brennus-fortheauthority-lan-blog]

I don’t know what you are speaking about. That is all you got! That is garbage and I could’ve gathered that information on my own. *grunts* I don’t have time for that thanks for the offer though. I’ll find something more up your ally. Give me time will you?

We have and her name is Nina. Little do they know is that she was my toy for some time now. *smirks* Wait until Eris sees her fellow classmate in such attire. She will hate me even more.

[bryonyblooming-blog]

Next time do your bloody fucking research before sending me out on a job, Brennus. Time? No, you don't get time. I have severed all my ties for the sake of your precious plots and the first job I get is collecting information from a fucking fairy-like Head Girl. Give me a job, or don't summon me to your quarters.

Nina fucking Bolton? She's like a pipsqueak kitten- do you really think Eris would give two shits about her? If so, your daughters standards for company have sunken. And don't get ahead of yourself- you'll have to wait until The Games to put the girl in rags. 

[brennus-fortheauthority-lan-blog]

I don’t know of this word you speak of Bryony. *lifts brow* I did. I wanted to ask you if you have been doing your research as of lately. What did you gather?

[bryonyblooming-blog]

Quit your robot shit. And the Pennynickle girl doesn't like to talk to 'delinquents' like me- mostly because I insulted her brothers art once- but judging by her association with the Undersecretary right now, they're preparing for The Games. You literally told me to pester the girl for info and that's all I could gain from her. You're a Ministry man- go to Alenna yourself and give me something interesting to do.

Has your family made do with slaves yet? Sorry for the question, but I don't get my fucking mail anymore despite my work for the Ministry, so you're my only source for updates on the world outside these dirty walls.

[brennus-fortheauthority-lan-blog]

Look at the souvenirs I got from that Ashford kid. He won’t mind me having it.

[bryonyblooming-blog]

Your glee is disgusting, Brennus. You asked to see me?

[riley-muffett]

Oh good. Someone is being honest. I’m never sure when the truth is going to help them or cause problems I don’t want to be involved with.. So I figure it’s just best to let them live in their world of ignorance until they find out that there are people much more talented than them in that area.

I don’t play the piano very well, I mostly just use it to find notes.. But I acknowledge that. I play the guitar rather well though.

[bryonyblooming-blog]

I have hate clubs in different schools as well as this one, so adding more problems to my list is nothing-- I ignore a majority of the people in this place anyway. 

Ah, I see. I can't get a hang of the guitar but I've been playing the piano since my mom forced me to learn when I was five. She thought having a trained daughter would make up for her having married a man almost twelve years younger than her.

[riley-muffett]

I try to avoid that room while I can. A lot of people try to play when nobody has taught them how.. I don’t have the heart to tell them they don’t sound all that grand. I prefer to play in my room to avoid having my ear damaged. I mean they’re not all bad but.. I’d rather not just in case.

[bryonyblooming-blog]

While you haven't the ability, I do. I've told countless people to quit pretending but apparently students here don't understand that it takes actual skill to play an instrument. 

So you play, then? 

[riley-muffett]

It’s a price I’m willing to pay. It’s bloody awful song, now if it were actually decent I’d be able to manage. Now just I have to find a piano.

[bryonyblooming-blog]

Jazz is the only music I can listen to these days so I'm sure if it was awful to you, it'd be sudden death for me. Well, you could always try the music room- if you can bear the undertones of forced joy within the corners of the place.

[riley-muffett]

Help! I can’t get this song out of my head and it is driving me bonkers.

[bryonyblooming-blog]

Maybe if you bash your head against the piano a few times it'll fly away. Some of your memory, too, but that's just collateral damage.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Oh Bryooony

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

You don’t seem fine….. 

but fine. It never happened. 

[bryonyblooming-blog]

Surrender your doubts and I'll surrender mine. 

Good. I'm going to go then- have a closet to attend to.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Oh Bryooony

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Bryony…we…we are best friends. Bryony what’s wrong!? Please…just tell me what’s wrong! I can’t hate you Bry…. I can’t hate you or anyone. Bry…what’s gotten into you, please just talk to me and we can fix this…we can come up with something I promise. I-I…hide from what? Bry… please tell me whats happening. 

[bryonyblooming-blog]

I'm fine. See? I'm fine.

This conversation never happened, Penny. It never. Happened.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Oh Bryooony

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Bryony…. what’s wrong please just talk to me! We’ve been best friends for years…. please tell me what’s wrong! I can help you, please Bryony don’t do this. Please just talk to me. 

[bryonyblooming-blog]

You need to promise me you'll stop making it look like we're best friends, and like you love me. Hate me, Penny. Hate me. Because I'm not in with the kind of people who take pity on the friends of their allies, and you're not the kind of girl who will make it in the world soon to come. So hate me, hate me and hide. Promise me you'll hide.

Everything is wrong. Everything.