[𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖆]
(Aj) Unrelenting and deadly;
involving loss of divine grace
or spiritual death.
❝This is the story of becoming a hero the hard way.❞
The Prisoner Of Azkaban - The Deathly Hallows
Started - 30 December 2020
Finished - ??
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"𝗠𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝗱 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗼 𝗶."
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𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐈𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 as quick as she could through the corridors of the school. It was around 11pm and she had just finished her detention with Filch. She thought it was absolutely stupid how they made her have a detention so late but, for some unknown reason, all her detention were with Filch or Snape, like they had something out for her.
She wasn't even given a pass, so if she was caught she had no proof.
As she was just about to turn the corner she heard footsteps approaching, so quickly she put out her wand and pulled her leather jacket tighter around her frame, hoping it would somehow hide her in the dark more.
As the figure got closer she took a look at its face in the light and let out a sigh of relief when she realised it was Harry. "Who's there." He muttered quickly, scanning his wand around the area.
"The greatest person alive." Cassiopeia answered, still hiding in the dark.
"Cassy?" He questioned. "Bing, bing, bing. 20 house points to the gentleman in the blue hoodie." She joked, stepping out of the darkness, while shooting him with finger guns.
"What are you doing out here?" He whispered, "It's late you know."
"I just had a detention. What are you doing out here." She retaliated, poking him on the arm.
"Look." He said, pushing a piece of parchment her way. "What is it?" She asked as she took it out of his hands.
"It's called the marauders map, it lets you see were everyone is in the castle."
"Holy shit!" She exclaimed, earning a shush from Harry, "but that still doesn't explain why your out here."
"Him," He answered, pointing at a name, Peter Pettigrew, on the map, "he's supposed to be dead, yet he's on here."
"Ooooh, a mystery, I like it." Cassiopeia then handed him back the map, before grabbing his wand out his hand and holding it around.
