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amycarrowâ:
âEvan. Darling. I am not your errands boy so I would suggest you make a mudblood do your work and not your dear friend.â He said, moving to sit down next to his friend. âOr make the elves actually do their work for once. Theyâre rather useless. Donât you think?â He asked, propping his feet up on the table.
â And here I was hoping Iâd upgraded to a worthy errands boy, alas I shall have to make do with the bastards, though Iâm not sure I really want MUDBLOOD hands anywhere near my coffee.â Evan grimaced, not making any effort to make more room for Amycus. âThat seems the better option, the elves at home would never be a second late, itâs as if even the elves of this place are becoming insufferable and I shouldnât even have to see them.â He agreed with a nod. Â
tugwooodâ:
the gryffindor had no intention of stopping to chat to the pompous snake. she rolled her eyes as she passed him, not sure who he was directing his order to, and not really caring. as ever, she drowned out his growl, and yet suddenly her attention was brought sharply to his words by the mention of a single phrase. her head snapped instantly around to face him, furious glare providing all the threat that was needed.
house elves.Â
penelope adored the little creatures, and she abhorred anyone that mistreated them in any way. however, for evan to be chatting, uninhibited, about the very concept of elf abuse, she simply couldnât believe her ears.Â
â youâre despicable ! â she snarled, all her usual airs suddenly disappearing, all that remained being raw anger at the slytherin boy. â who could ever condone such a terrible thing ?! your heart must truly be made of ice ! â and this, for penelope, was the closest to cursing that sheâd ever get.
tapping his perfectly manicured nails against the mahogany table tops, evan watched those passing by closely, eyeing with a glint of danger. heâd hoped for a scared, easy to push around hufflepuff to stop in their tracks and oblige without question or even a house elf but as the scarlet and gold crest came into sight, he rolled his eyes.Â
how predictable.Â
â oh but doll, itâs bold of you to assume iâve a heart at all, when i chucked that burden a decade ago. but clearly, someone lacking in class such as yourself wouldnât understand how hierarchy works. donât hurt your daft little brain putting too much thought to it, would hate for you to burst a blood vessel.â evan snickered, amused by the other taking such offense to a mild comment.Â
âbut since you care so dearly about the hideous creatures, why not make that feisty yourselves of use and go fetch my coffee before i have to. i am known to have QUITE the temper without my espresso.âÂ
edgarbbonesâ:
Edgar sat still for a moment, brows furrowed. âYou uhâ ya think youâre missinâ a word in that sentence? Or maybe.. addinâ in one too many not so nice words?â
â Oh, yes, of course, how heinous of me to forget, OR ELSEÂ the consequences for you not obliging will be severe,â Evan retaliated, tip of his wand pressed against the table as he glanced at the male with a challenging expression.Â
rookwooodâ:
augustus continued towards his fellow slytherin, sitting opposite him with a thankless expression as evan barked orders. â get it yourself, you asked for it. â augustus suggested plainly, having borne the brunt of his moods many a time in their shared years at this school. he knew a coffee would probably cheer rosier up at least slightly, and yet augustus would not be treated like an elf himself. â and donât say that too loudly, you know what people are like now. â he waved his hand dismissively in the air at the students scuttling to and fro. it was clear that general opinion on many aspects of their society had changed in recent years, and the treatment of house elves was certainly one of them. augustus wouldnât go as far as to say he agreed with evanâs view that a slap should do the job, and yet he had been raised seeing just that, and he had never thought about the consequences too deeply.Â
if anyone but a fellow slytherin had spoken to evan that way, the retaliation wouldâve been lethal, but he knew better than to act out against his own. thatâs how ties were broken. â now, now is that anyway to speak to your prefect, rookwood?â evan warned, a vague toying in his words. he was a bitter man always and without coffee, near impossible. â as if i care what the likes of those peasants think of me, i am their superior and itâs about time they start treating me as such. no matter, the elves will bring my coffee to me, they do know better.â he snapped, shooting a warning glare as he spotted someone listening in on their conversation. â and i intend to keep it that way.âÂ
jazmyneverityâ:
Jazmyne sat herself down across from Evan with a little huff, giving the other a dismissive wave. âEvan,â she mock whined, âI canât get my picture to upload. I look superb in this one.â Scowling at her phone, she muttered âDamn muggle tech.â
As Jazmyne arrived, breaking his attention away from the first year he was convincing into being his errands boy, the boy scurried away much to Evanâs dismay. â Itâs as if they become more and more petrified each year.â He scoffed, a somewhat annoyed expression tugging at his features as he looked Jazmyneâs way. â Why decide between two perfections when you can go for both?â Hearing the word muggle, he gave a disgusted look. â Why havenât we wizards bettered this technology of theirs yet? Surely, it canât be that difficult.âÂ
ncfvriousâ:
âoh, azkaban. that sounds fun,â she licked her lips. âfar better than this lot, thatâs for sure. but youâre right, azkaban can wait and i can think of many more who could send me there than this insolent worm.â her eyes gleamed at evanâs suggestion, the pair of them wearing similar expressions. âfun. what kind of fun did you have in mind?â
" fun? as twisted as you are my dear cousin, i doubt azkaban would be fun for anyone, i certainly donât want dirt underneath my nail beds,â he grimaced, shuddering at the thought. â it would certainly be a change of scenery....perhaps you ought to reconsider that, it would do HORRID things to your hair.â evan shook his head as the palm of his hand took grip of the boyâs shoulder. â i do wonder if heâs had a chance to say hello to the giant squid yet, i hear heâs quite feisty this time of year, what with all the new students making a mockery of him down by the lake.âÂ
" If you insist on disturbing me with your presence, the least you can do is be of use and go fetch me my coffee, the elves should be done with it by now and if not, a good backhanded slap should do the job.âÂ