bad, not evil.

Andromeda, what happened? What did I do wrong?

You and your kind make me sick!

We’re married. Don’t you dare treat my marriage to him like it’s some sort of joke.

It is a joke. You’re both a joke. You think this is going to end up fine and dandy? You’re a whore and Regulus is a fag, you’re both going to end up dead and you know it.

Wh-what? Andie, no.

You will refer to me as Andromeda, thank you. Not that you should be speaking to me at all..

I don’t fancy something different. I love my husband, and that’s the end of it. I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but you’d better cut it out.

'My husband!' Please. You are two stupid kids dealing with a problem, badly.

Andie…

Andromeda.

That doesn’t exactly make me feel better.

You made your bed, Regulus. Lie in it.

[Andie tensed in his embrace and pulled away from him, scowling.] Don’t do that, you filthy mud... 

We don’t have a thing! I just talked to him, Andie. That’s all. You know I couldn’t even be with someone else even if I wanted to, which I don’t. 

Don’t get so defensive, I’m just telling you what people are saying. I’d have liked to proven them wrong, but... well, you have a history.

They … they could be lying.

Not to a Black, cousin.

H-how do you even know about it? Did you see them?

The elves were talking about it.

… Sorry?

Your story? Blah blah, boyfriend in the hospital wing. Is there a point to it?

I … no. She said she’d stop talking to him. She promised.

Then she’s a liar. Or maybe not. I don’t suppose they were doing much talking.

What are you talking about?

Her and Remus Lupin seemed to be getting very cosy in the kitchens, apparently.

[stares at her for a few moments, speechless, before speaking softly] What is your problem?

[Rolls her eyes.] Oh please spare me the waterworks, it’s so boring.

Of course I do. But you’re not acting like yourself.

Maybe you shouldn’t be so concerned with my life right now, and instead focus on what your pretty little wife is doing.