The Great Hall

"You'll see.. it's going to be an extravaganza..."

I smile sadly. 'Whatever you do, i will be there to stop you, crouch. I will always get in your way, stopping your stupid plans.'

"Doubtful, after all... how can you stop me without angering death?"

I shrug. 'I will think of a way.'

"It won't work sibling. Death's loyalty is as strong as mine."

I shrug again. 'He could make a choice. Me, or the death eaters.'

I laugh at the notion, "Who would he HONESTLY choose? His master, or a blood traitor?"

'I dont know but i do know one thing. He has a heart, unlike you. He accepts that he loves me, even though he knows what i am. He is a better man than you, because he is not scared of the way he feels. He doesnt hide behind his wand and spell and he doesnt kill everyone else in his way. He might not choose me, but i will still know he loves me.'

"Touching..." I reply sarcastically, "But has a heart ever done but cause misery?"

'Mot hearts love. Your heart is so ruined that you cannot understand that concept.' I snap, loosing my temper. 'Its you that causes misery, not peoples hearts. You know what? i take back what i said earlier. I dont want to be your sister, and i dont care less if you love or hate me. Because i hate you. you are everything i dont want to be. you are everything that is bitter about this world, and you are so low in your own black hole you dont see people anymore, you just see things you can ruin and kiill.'

"Blame not me, blame the ones who make my actions necessary..."

'I will always blame you because it is all your fault!'

ooc im too tired to think. how can i anno him enough to try and hurt her?!

"I would disagree..."

OOC I'd turn their mother against him

ooc umm...how?!

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'Thats because you are blnd to what you are.'

OOC Perhaps a visit?

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"The only blind one is you. I know precisely who and what I am."

ooc what to play the mum for me then?

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'you think you know who you are'

OOC Sure!

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"This is wasting my time, I have games to prepare." I stand up.

'And i have to prepare to stop you.' stand and walk to the doors. 'Watch your back, brother.' I knew exactly what i as going to do.

I scoff and walk away.

OOC: Brb, dinner

IC:

The girl sat at the Hufflepuff table, minding her own business. She'd heard that something was brewing, and she was almost excited for it. It could mean that she could give more assistance to people who needed it, and never mind the consequences. Celeste never bothered with sides; it was too much to worry about.

Artisan decided to return to Hogwarts. HE'd spent enough time with his mother and new sister and made peace with the man he swore he'd hate until death. Besides they could still reach him.

Celeste needed to know what was happening so she could plan her own safety. And who better to ask than one of the Strayers? Nimbly, she weaved past other students until she'd reached him, and tapped him on the shoulder. "Artisan Strayer?"

"The one and only!" Smiling as boldly as a gladiator who had won his fight, he turned to meet the small girl, "Are you here for an autograph?"

She laughed lightly, but shook her head. "No, I'm not. I wanted to ask you a question. I've heard that you're very loyal to one side, like your family, so I wanted to ask you something."

Why doesn't ANYONE but Jessie want my autograph?

"Alrighty, what's up?"