[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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"𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗺."
•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•
"𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 I'll hex you." Cassiopeia stated. Draco had been looking weirdly at her for the past 10 minutes, and acting suspiciously since they met on the train platform.
"Don't have to be so pissy about it." Draco mumbled under his breath, barely hearable.
"What's got your wand in a twist?" Cassiopeia questioned, her eyes sharpening into a glare.
"Nothin'." He answered, turning to look out the window.
It was a sombre day, almost fitting, as everyone seemed to be down, at least her friends that it.
Draco wouldn't stop giving Cassiopeia glances, some weary, some suspicious, others seemed guilt filled, but the one thing they had in common were they were getting on Cassiopeia's nerves.
Blaise seemed off. He was less chatty then normal, and less friendly. Cassiopeia knew it was no secret that most of her friends, most Slytherins in general, weren't the nicest people, even with their friends. But they weren't as bad as people made them out to be, and Cassiopeia knew that Blaise was one of the best, one of the nicest and most compassionate. So why he, of all people, was acting cold really confused Cassiopeia.
Pansy too seemed different, she, unlike Draco, seemed to completely avoid Cassiopeia's general direction, as if looking near her would turn her to stone.
The compartment sat in an awkward silence, something the group of newly fifth years weren't used to.
"For fucks sake." Cassiopeia sighed, her last nerve snapping, "What in Merlin's name is wrong with you three, your acting like we aren't even friends."
"Nothing Cass, I'm completely fine." Pansy stated, her fingers twisting her robes nervously.
"Right, that's why you've been avoiding looking anywhere near me."
"Not everything's about you." Pansy sighed, finally locking eyes with Cassiopeia.
Cassiopeia felt guilty in a sense, "I didn't say it was. I'm just concerned is all."
