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Sirius
"you don’t say my name now. you don’t even look at me now."
“I don’t say my mothers name either, if it makes you feel any better.” Grey eyes stayed firmly on the textbook and parchment sprawled out on the coffee table before her, taking a moment to flex her ink stained fingers, Eris went back to writing. She had been able to politely exist around Sirius, quietly avoiding him and trying to pretend not much had changed despite the fact nearly everything had. Grabbing her mug with her free hand, Eris risked a glance at the man before quickly going back to the book. “I don’t know if you have forgotten because of how long you’ve been away from this house, but the walls are thin.” Setting the quill and mug down, Eris began setting the papers that had already dried aside and in order, an extra credit essay she had been working on for the next school year. “I find it amusing though. You think I’m like Walburga, when all I’ve ever heard is how much like you I am.”
