unborn wickedness.

      ‘ you are easily infuriated , sister . that’s not saying very much . here ––– ’  andy hands her sister a steaming cup of tea . ‘ if it’s that horrible , belly , why don’t you just leave ? surely nobody would dare stand in your way . ’

    ‘ what can i say? it’s a family trait. ’  she raised her eyebrows at the cup offered, but accepted it nonetheless,  ‘ compelling argument, sister. i would very much enjoy a fag right now --- why not join me? ’

“ something unknown is threatening the castle they call home. i’d say that’s a pretty good reason to be scared.” remus looked up from where he’d been scrawling in a notebook, not meaning to have listened in on the conversation. “but please feel free to bugger off”

“ only a couple more hours. “ softly, she spoke. “ HOPEFULLY, i mean. being trapped in here with this many people is definitely not appealing. “ & emma supposes that she does not care much about this lock down – she just hopes it is due to something EXCITING. 

‘ appealing would be the LAST word i’d use, that’s for sure. ’  disapproval in the entire situation was clear across her features, and curiousity was spreading across her chest like wildfire. almost excitement, but kept under lock and key,  ‘ this is PATHETIC. ’