“Merlin, that was you she was beating on? Do you, uh, need some ice or a healing potion, or something? Have you spoken to Madame Pomfrey?” Andromeda flushed, realizing she was practically hounding him. “No offense but, uh, you don’t look like you’re doing so great. Though probably better than most after a run in like that with Valeria.”Â
"I’m fine, thanks.” Usually, Dash would’ve been less passive and more aggressive with a Burke, but considering his current physical state, he was forced to hold back. “Yeah, well, Valeria -- actually, make that all of the Carrows -- are a bunch of psycho whack jobs that need to be put down, and I can’t wait for the day they rot in Azkaban. Along with the rest of you.”

















