[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 - ??
Theo Not...
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"𝗩𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲?"
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𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐈𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 her bedroom door, trying her best not to wake Ginny and Hermione. She stepped out the room and shut the door behind her, pulling her jacket around her pyjamas, as to escape the cold.
She debated waking up Theo but decided against it after she thought of what her dad would say. Theo had been at Grimmauld Place for 3 days now, and Cassiopeia had managed to get Ron to stop glaring at him every time he saw him.
The others weren't as hard to convince, Hermione already friends with him, Ginny having friends in Slytherin, so not caring about his house, and the twins just didn't care, as they were more focused on their 'business'.
She slid past the painting of her grandmother and, just to her luck, woke her up. "Cassiopeia dear." She whispered, "Go to bed, it's late."
Cassiopeia hated the woman. She had been told stories by her father about what she did, and she heard how she spoke to everyone in the house, she was vile, cruel and evil, yet not to Cassiopeia.
She knew why. She was a Black in Slytherin, 'restoring' the Black family tradition.
Cassiopeia nodded slightly in response yet ignored her 'advice' and slid down the stairs.
She opened the kitchen door, made a cup of water and sat on the couch, hoping to ease her mind.
It was the full moon, she could never sleep on the full moon. She assumed it was her connection to Remus and werewolves in general.
She wasn't sure how long she was sitting there, but at some point she fell asleep, yet got woken up not long after, in the early hours of the morning, by the door shutting.
She slowly opened her eyes and peered at the door, to find Remus standing there looking weak and tired.
"Shit." She whispered, scrambling of the couch to go and help Remus, "Are you okay?"
Cassiopeia led him towards the couch and lay him down, "Do you need anything, tea, water, food?" She still wasn't used to Remus transforming, so wasn't very sure what he needed.
