I heard Dolena was cheating on Stefan
I don’t believe this but if it is true, good for her. She finally realized that the fuckboy just isn’t worth her time.
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I heard Dolena was cheating on Stefan
I don’t believe this but if it is true, good for her. She finally realized that the fuckboy just isn’t worth her time.
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“What’s in it for me?” Peter asked while swishing the contents of butter beer in his mouth.
The girl rolled her eyes, already annoyed with the worthless halfblood. Then she smiled. Her smile was rarely a good thing for the likes of present company. “The gift of my allowing you another breath.” Dolena said, loosing her patience with him already. Idle fingers swirled the wand around with ease. “I’m just saying that you should plant the whisper, Pettigrew. Your friends love a good prank, and on a Slytherin, none the less...I’m sure Black and Potter will be colored impressed with you.” She paused, before adding, “For once.”
dontfranklygiveadamn:
“I’m cute, Greengrass.” He quipped before batting his eyes. “I’m surprised you’ve not full on smacked me yet.”
Dolena shrugged, shooting him a sarcastic smile, “I’m sure you’d be subpar for a shag, Longbottom, but...I’m not Annabelle, I don’t have such low standards.” The laugh that slipped from her lips was short, but sincere, and she had to nod in agreement. Why hadn’t she ever smacked him. “I guess you just don’t invoke that much passion from me.”
lunedelupin:
“It makes up at least 30% of my interactions, yes.” There was really no point in proving her wrong so he nodded after making up the percentage. He sighed as she circled him, what was he now, some sort of prey? “Not really, you don’t really know me so it’s not like you can comment much on the matter.”
“Someone is a bit rude.” The girl noted, sighing sharply. Why were Gryffindors so touchy? “If you didn’t want someone to comment on it, you should have kept your mouth shut.”
dontfranklygiveadamn:
“That tracks.” He mused with a nod. “If you showed any mercy, I’d be worried about you,”
Dolena chortled, “Worried about me. That’s cute, Longbottom.”
dontfranklygiveadamn:
“Oh, is that person you? Surely you’re mistaken.” He paused. “Get in line.”
“Well, it certainly isn’t you.” She retorted with a shrug. “I don’t do lines. But, I do like to play with my prey before I pounce. So, we’ll see how it goes.”
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lunedelupin:
“Well that’s actually incredible. To go unnoticed is what I’ve always wanted.” A smile tugged at his lips at her insult. He had heard worse before but knew better than to get a Slytherin going. “But if you don’t mind me asking, if you are not worried, why are you still here?”
Dolena studied her nails in boredom. His desire to want to go unnoticed made her curious, and she mentally noted it, but didn’t comment any further. She could always stalk him like a predator with it’s prey. But that took stealth, not blatantly displayed interest. “Do people only talk to you when they’re worried about you tattling?” Booted feet moved her to circle him, curious indeed. “That’s rather sad, Romulus.”
bloempje-leo:
leo’s eyes widened at dolena mentioning the curse and he just took a step back. “not necessarily,” he spoke slowly and bit on his bottom lip, wondering if she was serious or just joking.
Dolena cracked a wide smile, she liked to play with people before breaking them. “Don’t worry, sweetums, I’m only teasing you. I sometimes forget you puffs aren’t accustomed to our snakehole humor.” That was a lie, she was close enough to Gabrielle to know exactly what hufflepuffs were accustomed to.
dontfranklygiveadamn:
“Charming as always, Greengrass. I never tire of our back and forth.” He said with a laugh. “Just tell me you love me and move on.”
“Someone has to show some class.” Dolena shrugged, smiling brightly at him. “I’d rather just kill you and save us all time.”
“Relax, just because I watched you walk out of detention doesn’t mean I’ll run to tell on you. There are worst things to worry about, believe me.”
Dolena looked at him, bewildered, “You’re deluded if you think I even noticed your existence, let alone worried that you were going to tattle on me, you insignificant dung beetle.”
“You ever wonder what some of these classes are for? I certainly don’t feel ready for the real world… they’ve not explained how rent or jobs or paychecks work but by godric do I know how to make a draught of living death.”
“Don’t worry, I doubt you’ll make it long enough to earn a paycheck.”
bloempje-leo:
“oh… i suppose you should go and ask professor flitwick about that then.”
“You’re the kind of person they created the cruciatus for.” She said, mockingly exasperated, but smiled sickly at him, tilting her head to the side. “Want to see if it works?”
stefanxxnott:
“Yes, but not like this.” he hissed at her, his eyes scanning the area to see there were too many onlookers for a conversation like this one and dragging by her arm into the nearest empty classroom and shutting the door behind them. “You know what happens if we join him. We might be doing what we want to do, but we will lose our freedom. Do you really want that?”
“Not like what?” Dolena stood there, bewildered until he dragged her towards an empty classroom. She didn’t particularly like being dragged off without the kissing and touching that she was growing accustom to, but they’d always tugged one another off to abandoned spaces to have private conversations, ever since they’d met. As he spoke, she couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her, and part of her didn’t want to help it. “Stefan, you’re not so delusional that you think we have freedom, are you? Look at Brie; look at what they’re making her do. We are no more free than housebroken dogs. At least if we join him, our mission gets put above all else. We can make them pay for what they did to Allison.”
bloempje-leo:
“Sign-up sheet for what?” Leo asked, furrowing his brows.
“For the frog choir. What the fuck do you think, dick face?”