carrow.

Sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise. Tired of feeling used, sick of being poised. There's an old man sitting on the throne saying that I probably shouldn't be so mean. I'm headed straight for the castle, And there's an old man...

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   1. i suppose your confidence in your own beauty is attractive.    2. you’ve managed an impressive insult or two.   3. nice hair, love.

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    1. you asked this of a pureblood and of a carrow no less, so i supposed that’s... courage. or something. i’m sure the gryffindors would be very proud.     2. there’s something in your eyes some times. i don’t know what it is, i pretend it’s nothing like what used to be in mine. i think you’ve got something under your skin and i used to be jealous of how well you hide it.    3. nice arse love.

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“Witch, witch, I’m a bitch now.” Alecto looked up at the other leaning back in her seat. People couldn’t seem to wrap their little heads around the fact that the proper Carrow girl was gone, replaced by the one who sat in front of them, cold expression, feet kicked up on the table and all. “Or haven’t you realized I’m so done being nice yet?”

[hunter-in-the-pack]

“First, a mudblood in the hospital makes this place go all nuts and now a fuckin’ mudblood disappears and ruins everyone’s fun again. I’m callin’ it. They are useless and only thing they are used for is causin’ issues. Pests is what they are. The whole lot of ‘em. They shouldn’t be allowed at Hogwarts period. End of story.”

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“You know, Rodophus, I’ve always admired how you just make everyone feel welcome. You know you really have got that whole if you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say anything at all bit down.” Alecto was sitting, well really lying on one of the couches in the Slytherin commonroom, her head hanging off the edge as she spoke in a dry tone. 

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“Welcome back to Hogwarts, home of the damned and the dying. We gratiously hope you realize how fucking pointless it all is now that the reality of the world has set in,” Evan carried on loudly to younger students in the hall, smirking when they reacted with shock.

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“For the love of fucking Salazar, shut up Roiser.” There was a time (last year and before, that is), when Alecto would have simply ignored her betrothed, but things were different now. He would learn soon enough, and if he didn’t she didn’t care too much.