The House of Hawke has been called the traitorous, filthy and scum house the entire time that name was known to the living.
Past or future, one would accompany it with the adjective "Horrifying".
It was a matter of grief for the youngest daughter...
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Hogwarts, Scotland, 1977 September 4th, pleasant weather
The morning after was considerably different than the previous two.
I felt light, I felt not-so-falling apart Elena and I was ready for my day to start with a bang.
Not literally.
Or, yes literally because the entire time I'd dressed, I had to scrunch up my nose from the thud-moan-thud noises coming from the bed near mine.
"It's not that unnatural, you know." Said the blondie ten minutes later.
"It's not." I forced out. "But you do it - all the time."
"We can't get enough of each other." Marlene shrugged with a wide grin.
"I think I know why Lily didn't have you in her dorms even though she said one has six girls." I snorted.
"THAT'S WHY?" Dorcas gasped. "Oh, I knew it was something like that - I didn't think she had a problem with our . . . you know."
"Sex?" Marlene offered.
Dorcas blushed a little, the colour light and pretty on her olive skin but nodded. "Yes - whatever. But Lily shouldn't have pushed us out because of that!"
"I totally disagree." I shook my head. "If I were Lily and this was my dorm, I'd push you out, too."
"This is your dorm."
"Not yet. I am new here, it is not my dorm completely." I said, applying my fishtail eyeliner.
I had discarded my robes for my breakfast unlike Dorcas and very much unlike Marlene who was just covered by her red comforter. My feet were clad in combat boots and my legs were in leather pants. I was wearing a black halter top above them and even though it was chilly outside, I didn't want a jacket on top.
"Ooh, hot mama." Marlene spanked my arse and I turned towards her with wide eyes. "What?" she looked at me innocently.
Then to my surprise, I burst out laughing and spanked her arse back. "You did it, it's only fair I get to do it back."
Dorcas was slapping the bedboard, laughing at Marlene's expression. I don't think anyone's ever made that girl pause in her tracks.
A wide mischievous smile spread on Marlene's face. "Oh, we're gonna be the best of friends, Lena."
"Lena?"
"Yes, your name's too big."
"It's literally shorter than yours." I gape.
"Well, they call me Lene." Marlene gushed. "We can call you Lena! Look - we sound like sisters."
My heart cracked. And I wasn't sure if they both didn't hear it, too. My own sister hadn't even looked in my direction since I started my classes and other girls who were her friends were non-hesitant about claiming me as their sister as if it meant nothing.
