I don’t belong in the dungeons.
-raises an eyebrow- Have you seen my lot? We’re known for our cunning. That’s not exactly bravery. Besides, who’s to say I didn’t do anything back and just would rather not be there once she finds out?
Well aren’t you a cleverbox? If you did do something, that is. If not, I’m still unimpressed.
I don’t belong in the dungeons.
Yeah, ‘cause Slughorn will do a right proper job of looking in on it. She’ll play on the fact that she’s one of his favorites and pass it off a taking the mickey, the bint.
Then fucking stand up to her! Aren’t you Slytherins supposed to be tough as nails and shit?
I don’t belong in the dungeons.
-is annoyed- My dorm mate just threatened to use an Unforgivable on me if I didn’t leave. Sorry I’m having such a hard time living up to sodding expectations. I’d rather not die tonight, cheers.
For fuck’s sake, she can’t just say shit like that. Stand up to her or report her. Use your brain.
I don’t belong in the dungeons.
I don’t need a chill pill, I just need to…find a place where I’m not around housemates that want me dead because of my blood.
If the sorting hat was dumb enough to put you in the house where everyone has a permanent stick up their arse about “blood” and whatnot, then it probably figured you could handle it. I guess you’re not living up to expectations.
I don’t belong in the dungeons.
It was rhetorical, Ida. I just have to spend less time there, that’s all. -takes a breath- Yeah, that’s all.
I think you might need to take what the muggles call a “chill pill.” It looks like you’re about to spontaneously combust or something.
I don’t belong in the dungeons.
Think sixth year is too late to try switching out?
…Probably.
Happy New Years, sweethearts.
Seems like you have a few problems.
Me? Coming from you that’s almost comical.
Always London during holiday season.
Kinda brilliant, yeah?
Jake!
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Happy New Years, sweethearts.
Just as there’s no word of your own sweetheart, Ida darling.
Please refrain from calling me darling. I may vomit.
