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celia.

“Quite dusty, aren’t you, Rosalind?” Celia pushed back the cover of the piano, looking to see who had entered the room behind her. “I know she can’t actually hear me. And that I probably seem a little silly talking to her. And that I call her a her in general is silly, too..” She shrugged. “I named her Rosalind, as well. It seemed fitting. Do you play?”

                          he could feel the area around his eyes pinching, stoic expression unmoved with feeling despite the twitch in his jaw as he studied her.  attempting, as he usually gave the courtesy, of expending some time before drawing conclusions. and yet looking at her now, he suspected she was nothing more or less than what she presented herself as.  a pretty girl. an unassuming girl. a not as bright as she ought to be girl.   && disapproval ranged over his expression.    ❛   i don’t.   ❜     the slytherin answered at last, tone as far from his thoughts as the thin smile he gave her, head lilting.     ❛  i'm much more of a listener.  ❜

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amadeus.

“Exactly! Keeps the blood sugar up, and you get to enjoy one of lifes greatest pleasures twice in the morning. It’s a pretty good way to start off the day if I may say so myself.” He said with a smile as he began to crutch his way beside the other. “Later date?…so you voluntarily want to hang out with me again then, huh?” He said with a small grin, attempting to keep it away as best he could.

he said nothing to this  waterfall of good feelings, observing the other’s joy as if through a glass rather than beside him, as amadeus clearly was.  he did not agree, as he did not find the same nostalgia in a greasy plate of english breakfast as the other did. but his next answer did catch his curiosity.    ❛   is that the wrong answer ?   ❜   he questioned, voice and expression detached as his eyes narrowed on the hufflepuff 

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is there anyone you’d trust your secrets to?

❛  i'd say the dead but that might be a touch dramatic.…  perhaps isabella. she is my oldest friend. i can’t imagine there’s much she doesn’t know already, anyways.   ❜

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money or fame?

❛  money. fame is so shallow, there’s not a lick of real power behind it at all.  ❜

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bellatrix.

“ — are you trying to say this is MY fault ? ”

❛   . . . trying ? of course not. i only ever say what i mean, bellatrix.   ❜   he lied.

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lucius.

“  i’m sorry— do i look like someone who gives a shit? “ 

❛   . . . i see,  the lighting must be  off.   ❜     his lips lifting in a cold smile, not that it could properly disguise his annoyance at the dismissal,  yet his tone remained as diplomatic as ever.        ❛   would a change of scenery help your   delicate  mood ?  ❜

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isabella.

“ you mock now , but don’t come stealing my fruity drinks with little umbrellas after you have a taste. i will remember this exact moment and refuse to share. “  there was not an ounce of truth in her words  ===  honeyed lies piled on , he knows her better than she knows herself.  “ would you come with me? “ eyes studied his handsome features ,  “ spend christmas with me in the sun? “ 

matthias said nothing to this, his lip twitching up and his gaze dropping as he tilted his chin. struggling internally to hide a rush of amusement at this.  her words so petulant, so childish and different from himself.  when he looked at her again it was with an unreadable expression.     ❛   . . . you say that as if there were some other option.   ❜   and there was an inclination to reach for her, the softness of her cheek the most tempting. yet he did nothing with a familiar twitch of tightness within his chest.    ❛   of course i’ll be going.   ❜

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amos.

    “i was kind of talking about professional teams but..” amos’ voice trailed off. he wasn’t quite sure he wanted to get into it with the slytherin. he was much bigger and didn’t seem to be changing his mind anytime soon so it didn’t even matter. “i don’t have a goal. what’s yours?”

       ❛   to defend my opinions with some conviction.  ❜   answer bland as he glanced over the other boy, disdain growing ill-disguised.    ❛   are you this aimless in all aspects of your life ?   ❜    

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gilderoy.

“my opinion of myself?  of course it is.”  gilderoy smirked, arching an eyebrow at matthias.  “self-confidence is but one of many areas in which i excel.”

❛   one of many ?   ❜   he sniffed to cover his amusement. he suspected the rise of his brows, the minimal display of interest, would be enough to encourage the boy to continue    ❛   do tell.   ❜

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alecto.

“ I would never give up. “  the declaration was delivered on a wry tone, the overplayed set of her mouth accompanied by a heatless eye - roll.  “ I’m simply biding my time for the moment. wouldn’t want to tire us out too soon. “

                     his brows rose, && not usually touched by humor, he was surprised to find his lips twitching up at her change in expression.  ❛   a pledge pretty enough to be unquestionable.   ❜   the assertion as dry as her own tone, but the look he cast on her was filled with interest rather than its usual frigid apathy     ❛  && a flair for the dramatic, i can hardly fault you for waiting for the opportune moment. that is, if the reveal lives up to such hype.  ❜

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amos.

     “i’m sure we do agree on some things, but as you pointed out if we all cheered for the same team what’s the point of caring about the outcome of the match. wouldn’t that also mean it’d be pointless to have an opinion because someone else is going to have the opposite?” amos questioned, lowering his tone to match the other’s. “i’m just sayin’.”

        ❛   no. it means that in an argument both parties are more likely to double down on their opinion than do any actual changing.   ❜   raising a brow at amos’ determination to continue      ❛   you’re welcome to your opinion but i’m not going to start wearing gold and black to my own matches, and i think you know that as well. i suppose i would ask myself what exactly your goal is.   ❜    and the temptation to be cruel was there, gaze straying to the hufflepuff’s old injury, the twitch in the corner of his lips bordering on smug

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alena.

“charming,” her face remained blank, devoid of any expressions. “fine, i suppose one drink won’t kill me, but only ONE.”

❛   you drive a hard bargain, alena.   ❜   he relented, carefully studying the lack of anything to glean from her features.    ❛    how can i fault you for knowing your limits.   ❜   his lips twisting as he moved to pour them both a drink.

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amadeus.

“Okay see that’s where you are wrong because I did finish my breakfast…it’s time for second breakfast.” He said with a small hum. “Alright, I can do this as a favor…what do you want in return?”

matthias’ expression was skeptical as gave the hufflepuff a quick once over, attitude doubtful,   ❛   ah, i see. this is something you invented, because why settle for one when you can have two, hm ?   ❜   whoever had heard of someone so  quick to trust for a single slice of burnt bread ?  he eyed the badger, a part of him stunned before shoving his hands into his trouser pockets and heading down the corridor, leading the way.   ❛   we’ll put it in the books  for some later date.   ❜