axdolohov:
“I’m not going there to celebrate a blood traitor and a mudblood. Why the hell’s this school even allowing wedding here is beyond me.” Antonin picked up a glass and took a long sip as he looked over at the person approaching. The party seemed to be raging, but he wasn’t planning on even stepping a foot there. It was all about principles, and he had way too many. “What’s your excuse?” @finestra-starters
Kingsley glanced up at the other for a moment and shrugged, sipping at his drink. “The school was going to throw a party anyway, my understanding is that they just repurposed it.” He explained casually, moving past the first part of what Antonin had said. “I was actually there already, I left to get a moment of quiet.”









