MURDER ━━ bellatrix black

𝟬𝟬𝟯. the sorting

❛ give me a grenade and i'll tape it to my face ❜
━━ yungblud
━━━ • :⭐: *.🌙 . *:⭐•. ━━━

           SIRIUS TOLD THE three girls of a thing called Sorting. While in Hades' Throne, they were separated by years and their kimono colors, it seemed as though Hogwarts was taking it to a different level, separating children not only by years, colors but by houses as well. Back in Hades' Throne, there were two colors. Students in year five and above wore dark blue kimonos while those below them adorned red kimonos instead. They had the school emblem embroided on their chests, two dark candles lit in a skull that's dripping a black substance Azumi learned was blood from Toriyama. He told them that there was four houses. Gryffindor was his old house and now, he spoke of it in a very acidic tone, disgust laced extremely thick in his hateful eyes. He told them that's where all the brainless idiots went, his old self included, and even though James and the rest argued on that, none were brave enough to pick a fight with him, especially with the looming presence of Yana. Sirius didn't swell long on the topic of Gryffindor, too painful and disgusted to continue.

Myy was most likely going to end up in Hufflepuff, at least from what Azumi gathered from a sour tongued Sirius and a gleeful James. They were hardworking, gentle people and they barely spoke back, even when someone or thing was clearly bothering them and they had an aura of don't care floating around them in big, bold neon letters. Irene was definitely a Ravenclaw. She was undeniably clever, using her sharp tongue as her weapon but her greatest weapon was her mind, but her bravery was that of a dying fish ━ zero.

Azumi won't say for sure, but she could either land in Ravenclaw or in Slytherin, as they were cunning and they were, as James said, scary to look at because they carried themselves like absolute royalty. She feels like that she, Myy and Sirius had ruled their old school.

"You think they'll sort Yana too?" Irene walked behind Azumi, hands close to her as she tried to warm herself yet to no avail.

"Yana is dead." Myy bluntly stated, eyes never leaving the magnificent castle.

"Yet she has more personality than you love." Richie snorted, pushing his glasses up and a sling of very decorative words left his lips when he nearly tripped and Azumi shook her head, opting to walk closer to Sirius and James, who was filling Sirius in on what happened while he was gone ━ though the former look incredibly bored.

"I can make my eyes return, if that's what you want." Yana looked at Richie, well he thought she looked at him, as she did have gaping holes for eyes after all.

"You can do that?" Irene asked, pushing Eddie away out the way when he suddenly shook his head, adamant on Yana not doing anything as she was scary and he had asthma.

"Yes, I can." Yana nodded. "It's painful and requires something, but I doubt any of you will be willing to give it to me."

Myy scrunched up her nose at her grass green aura. She wasn't telling the entire truth. "Tell them the truth Yana. Now."

"What color is her aura?" Irene asked, stepping beside Yana.

"It's usually a silvery, misty color but now it's grass green ━ which means she's telling a small lie. If it had been rancid green, she would've been lying entirely."

"Okay," Richie stopped walking, brows drawn in what Azumi guessed was not only anger, but confusion. "Are we sure we can trust this thing? And why are we even friends with them already? They have a floating dead girl, a girl with Shinigami eyes ━"