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Dorian was LIVID. His father’s death was a blow he hadn’t even begun to process, let alone recover from, and now for student members of the organization that killed him to turn against their peers and keep them  h o s t a g e? His blood boiled, and he lashed out at the nearest masked figure, “Xenophobic pieces of shit! You talk about how much better you are at magic than the rest of us—–give me my fucking wand back and I’ll show you what a fucking halfblood can do—-better yet, just untie me and I’ll DESTROY you the muggle way. Kidnapping a bunch of kids,” He head jerked sideways to gesture to the younger students, “Not fucking surprising for a group that takes their orders from a  C O W A R D  who goes after babies in their cribs. Pathetic. You’re all pathetic!”
Jacqueline sat in silence, her head down as not to look for her siblings in the parade of masks. Technically she was supposed to be behind one herself but, when opting out, she ended up with her wrists bound in ropes sitting beside her boyfriend ( ex-boyfriend?). “Dorian.” Jacqueline knew there was a limit to their temper and she knew that their actions would be worse when provoked. While she felt he had a right to be angry, now wasn’t the time. “Stop. It’ll make it worse.”













