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“Sure. Made our choices. Just keep telling yourself that.” It’s a few simple words to cover an appalling mess of a situation, and he hates that it makes it sound so easy. Like deciding to wear a red shirt today instead of green.
He half-turns at the sound of his name, and the abortive question has him facing her fully.
“No, go ahead,” he says, flatly. “Say whatever it is you have to say. Can’t be worse than what father had to say.”
He’s expecting abuse. He’s expecting more reels of I expected better than this, or you’ve let this family down. He figures he should let them vent their ire before it festers, before it turns darker and more dangerous.
She ignores his tone. She was more than used to it. Quite reminded her of how the rest of Gryffindor spoke to her actually. She suspected it would be this way from now on, so she may as well get used to it. Why did you leave without saying anything? Are you okay? Whats going to happen when you're out fighting this war and you face your brother? Would you kill him? Do we mean so little to you? Do you regret it? Do you miss us at all? She has these questions, but none of the guts to ask any of them. So instead she asks the only question that might bring her brief relief. "So you're happy now? That was the point right. You weren't happy with us. Are you happier? Did you get what you wanted?" She glanced to the side as though someone would magically appear and catch her caring. She tried to keep her voice monotone, so it would seem as though she didn't really care what his response was.
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”And you know the consequences of staying with this family, just as well as I do. And if you think I turned my back first, then delusional is exactly what you are. The moment that sorting hat made its choice, I had every back turned to me.” Still, she lets him in, and that’s something. He squeezes past her — turning his shoulders like he doesn’t want to touch her more than is strictly necessary, and heads to the stairs. ” — oh, don’t worry,” he tells her wryly. “I’m sure they’ll be more than content to blame to me. They usually are.”
She opened her mouth to speak, but found that she had no real argument. He was right. They did treat them differently. Of course, at the time Narcissa hadn't even started school yet, but the moment she saw him in the corridors with his friends she had made up her mind that Gryffindor was no good, but that wasn't to say that she loathed her cousin by default. In fact, there was a time as a child where she truly looked up to him. Perhaps because her sisters were always too busy to pay attention to their little sister and well Regulus was no older than she was. For whatever the reason, she did and now it left her feeling quite bitter about the situation, but deep down even she knew Sirius never really belonged. "Well I guess we've all made our choices." She watches his fleeting silhouette with his name on her lips, trying to force her voice to make the sound. "Sirius." And when it finally comes it makes her feel smaller than she felt comfortable. She realizes that her mind is suddenly filled with questions she shouldn't ask and has no business knowing anyway. She hesitates and sighs. "Never mind, I'll just wait here."
” — right, because you’re the one who’s been universally reviled, abused, ignored and cast off. Do me a favour — find a dictionary, and look up the word betrayal. Then, just for good measure, look up the word delusional.” He doesn’t flinch at her expression. A year ago he might have, but he’s since then he’s suffered far worse from his mother, brother, father, aunts, uncles… he’s hardened against the bitter sting of being so utterly lambasted by his family. For all that, there’s still a stinging, hollow sort of feeling in his chest at her words. “As if I’d leave the important stuff where she could find it,” he says, stiffly, but his heart is in his throat at the thought of what she might have found and burned. “I may be a blood-traitor, but you could never call me stupid.”
"You knew the consequences of leaving this family, so don't bark at me like I did any of that to you. I never did anything to you. If you want to be mad then fine, but I am not delusional. You turned your back first and as far as I'm concerned, that is betrayal." She was more than well aware that Sirius had been dealt a less than pleasant hand, but his parents weren't the only family he left behind. She clenched her jaw because if she said anymore then she'd turn into a mess and the last thing she would allow him was to see how broken up she was about it. Just seeing him was enough of a struggle, but there was also a strange comfort in at least knowing he was okay. "I've never accused you being stupid, have I?" she stepped aside to allow him in. "You need to hurry. If they come back and find you here, I'll get in trouble."
I think its grand that when people ask us how we met I literally get to say 'she sent me a message that said, so I hear you stalk my blog' and thats now to romance your lady, girls.
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so i have this idea for an au petunia evans. she would be sort of dark/corrupt. I don't wanna give out the plot yet. I dunno what fc to pick though. So someone help me~
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Name: aspen Nicknames: khaleesi, kitten, kaspen Birthday: june 7th Gender: female Sexual Orientation: kennedy Height: 5’6”
Favorite color: teal Time and date at current moment: 6:14 pm, November 20th Average hours of sleep: 5 probably Lucky Number: no Last thing I googled: katara fanart First word that comes to mind: chocolate One place that makes me happy:used to be Galveston Island, but thats been ruined. So I dunno anymore. I no longer have a happy place for now. I'll find a new one. How many blankets I sleep under: right now I have 5
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priimadonnacomplex:
"Wouldn’t miss it. The whole family’s going; it’s going to be an event. You’ll be there, right? Or are you leaving me alone with our parents?”
"And miss out on wearing my dress? I don't think so. I'll be there. My mother would never let me miss it anyway." Narcissa squinted her eyes a bit, "so your sister is coming too then?"
:c six hours later I have finished my paperwork and homework, but I have not even looked at the fucking study guide for my test. Its late. I'm tired. I wanna go to bed. I think I'm just gonna leave class early and take my test on Monday instead, but I dunno. I don't wanna take it if I'm not prepared. ughhh.
fidemcanem:
“I’m beginning to wonder why —— you’re so warm and welcoming. What could I possibly have been thinking, leaving all this behind?”
The sarcasm drips from his words like acid.
"Don’t get your knickers in a twist. I’ve come to get some things, and then you’ll be happy to know that I’ll never be back here again.”
"Oh right, I forget. Abandonment and betrayal is supposed to give me warm and fuzzy feelings. How silly of me. I'll be sure to chipper up just for you." Narcissa narrowed her eyes. She couldn't believe his nerve-- showing up here and speaking to her like being upset with him was absurd. For someone who supposedly has some higer sense of compassion, he sure does treat his own flesh and blood awfully poorly. "Your mother rid of most of your stuff. You're welcome to check, but I doubt you'll find anything of use."
VIKTOR I LOVE YOU
VIKTOR I DOOOOOOOO
Ugh I'm getting back off