Dolena Greengrass

“Oh shut up, you are in my way and you have a huge plaster on your neck. Of course I am going to look.” She rolled her eyes. “And for your information, I was at the ball too and got away without a scratch. Guess someone of us are actually good at protecting themselves, huh? Next time, come to me for tips if you don’t want to seem inadequate.” 

“Do you have a death wish Fawley? Because I can grant it for you.” Dolena shot back, rolling her eyes. “Yes, because no one notices you, even in a battle. You’re so plain, you just blend into the background, you know? No one is going to aim at you when they don’t see you. Now, go beg for someone else’s negative attention, honey. You obviously need it.”

ophelia stood as the person was out of sight. “i might be a rowle.” ophelia said, looking at the older girl. “but that doesn’t make me a monster.” she said. her dark side was only just coming out after the events of saving her friend from stefan’s torture. even if it hadn’t worked the way she wanted it to… it had been enjoyable. she just was yet to admit that verbally to anyone. 

Dolena smiled, “Oh dear, and just when I thought you were getting somewhere.” But the older girl dismissed the thought without batting her eyes. “They’ll make a traitor of you yet, I suppose. Have fun with you mudbloods, darling. They won’t last much longer.”

“Dolly, seriously, shut up.” he said with a shake of his head. He should be used to hearing her talk this way about the girls he was with, but it never failed to anger him. “Don’t pretend like as if she has to do anything with you refusing to spend time with me.” He always made time for her and she knew that. No, this time it was not some girl who was the reason for her to be distant with him. He knew her well enough to know that she didn’t do distance, she crept closer to him when he was with someone else. He knew her like the back of his hand, he knew every little reaction she had to what he did. He didn’t however, know what to do to fix them again even though the distance between them was hurting him. “No.” he insisted, it hurt him to see her step back from him. When was the last he had even hugged her? “What will I know if you don’t talk to me?” he said softly, sounding defeated. “Yeah, I know. I see that you don’t need me. And that you don’t care that I need you.” He stepped to the side and leaned back against the wall. “Okay. I’m not going to be in your way.”

“Whatever.” Dolena rarely gave up on any fight, and never one about a girl with Stefan. That alone made her believe it’d bother him more than any response she could give. And he was right, Danielle wasn’t the reason she wasn’t spending time or speaking regularly to him, not that the girl helped the matter. But, for the most part, she stayed away from Stefan’s betrothed as well. The brunette shrugged, looking away from him. It was like she was closing herself off in a way she’d never truly done before with her best friend. “The less you know, the better off you are.” The words tasted all too honest as they left her lips. Her blue eyes flickered to him only when he said that she didn’t need him, filled with hurt and a look of betrayal. Dolena had needed him more in the past two months than she had since her mother’s death. Everything felt like it was spinning out of her control and she didn’t know how to get a grasp on it. Without him, she didn’t have much to hold onto anyway. She’d kept him at a distance because she didn’t know what he was going to do with this new information and she couldn’t control how he saw her anymore. Now, he could see her brokenedness, or part of it, at least and she couldn’t take that back. It was terrifying and made her feel vulnerable, exposed, and helpless. Nor could she stop him from doing something stupid in an attempt to save her. But, it’d been almost two months and he hadn’t done anything, which she thought might have to do with her absence from his life. Maybe that would keep him safe. That didn’t mean his words didn’t hurt. Taking a few steps, she moved like she meant to go past him, but stopped half a step short, so her shoulder was almost lined up with his own. Her voice was a low snarl, but the pain in it was thunderous, “Don’t you dare say I don’t care. Ever.” And the unspoken words hung in the air for a second before she went to step away, I’m doing this because I care. Dolena was trying to light herself on fire in an attempt to save Stefan from getting burned.

“How considerate of you, Greengrass.” he responded in a sickly sweet voice. “Who gave you that?” he pointed to the wound on her neck. “I have send them a greeting card.” 

Stefan rolled his eyes when she brought up Danielle. It was not so surprising that she did, but he couldn’t believe she is what Dolly was choosing to speak about after weeks of avoiding him and barely speaking a word to him. “You don’t get to say anything after avoiding me for weeks.” he said bluntly, mirroring her actions and folding his arms over his chest. Except the words which followed made him drop them to his sides again, and he could feel the guilt swirl through him, his head tilting to one side as he took a step towards her. “I know, and you won’t. You are not going.” he said firmly, despite the change in the tone of his voice. “Dolly, seriously, how long are you going to keep doing this to me? I miss you. Why are you torturing me like this?” 

Dolena glared at him, lips pulling into a thin line. In her opinion, she had every right to tell him how she felt about Danielle. It had been nearly eleven years of friendship in which she’d earned the right to say whatever she liked, even if they were fighting. Not that she was one to hold her tongue one way or another. “I’ll say what I please. It’s not my fault you’ve found another whore to distract yourself.” The brunette shrugged, as if it didn’t bother her. But every time she saw him with her, or saw him look at her, she felt the knife cut her a little deeper. Blue hues softened slightly as his arms dropped, they could see the waves of guilt that rolled off of him. Still, when he stepped towards her, she stepped back and lowered her voice. “Life doesn’t work that way, Stefan. If I don’t go home for break, there will be consequences much worse than the two weeks would have been.” She couldn’t risk those consequences and Stefan couldn’t fathom them. Still, she looked away when he spoke again and laughed bitterly. “You don’t know what torture is. Now, go fix some mudbloods and get out of my way. I don’t need you to fix me, I’m not broken.”

“I do believe I’m looking at you.” He cooed, rolling his eyes at her reaction. “Chill. I’m looking at you because you’re in front of me. Not because you’re bandaged. Nobody said you were inadequate, Greengrass.”

“Who could blame you, I’m fit as hell.” She said, placing a hand on her hip. “I’m not inadequate, Selwyn. Anyone that says otherwise will learn their lesson, just as the idiot that’s spare hex hit me learned.”

Andromeda had spent most of her spare time helping out in the hospital wing. She was on her way to help out after having a shower and eaten something when she spotted Dolena. She was sure the girl didn’t like her, but that didn’t stop her from pausing in her tracks. “I was just going to ask you how your wound was healing.” Andromeda spoke calmly, trying not to react to her next words. “Some people got caught in the crossfire and didn’t see it coming, you can’t blame them for that.”

Andromeda wasn’t the last person on earth that Dolena wanted to see at the moment, but she definitely made the short list. Of course one of Stefan’s ex whore’s would have to speak to her in this moment. “Why, are you hoping that it’s fatally infected? Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m fine.” She reassured the other with a snarling of her lips. “There shouldn’t have been any crossfires.” The girl said, placing her arms over her chest. In her opinion, the mudblood and blood traitors should have simply surrendered, but maybe Andromeda would try to believe the best of Dolena from that statement. Either way, she didn’t care too terribly. “Now, would you shoo?”

Dolena was annoyed, to say the least. While the chaos had ensued at the ball, and she’d enjoyed it, she’d gotten caught it the crossfires and wounded her neck. She’d not been required to stay at the hospital wing, they’d simply cast a spell, slapped a bandage on her, and sent her on her merry little way. But she’d missed out on torturing muggleborns and causing the pain that she so desperately desired to share with others. Like a piece of herself. “What are you looking at?” She asked as someone glanced at her bandage as she passed them in the corridor. “Not all of us are fucking inadequate at protecting ourselves and have to spend the bloody week in the hospital wing.” Though, truth be told, there wasn’t much reason to hurt a Greengrass unless you were one.

Rodolphus grinned into the kiss when he felt the shirt rip off, ignoring her sharp comments. Any other day, he would’ve gotten his way, argued with her as he pleased, but right now, his priorities were completely different right now. So, instead, he pressed her against the tree, letting his hands hike her skirt up, moving up to her waist, wasting no time. “You’re so demanding, I’m tempted to stop this.” He taunted her as they broke the kiss, yet his hands remaining on her. He enjoyed the feeling of her so close to her, appearing so damn needy- there was odd power to it, even if she was trying to pretend that she was the one in control. “But I’m not fucking you in a forest, in the middle of the party.”

The knowledge that her victory in their little spat was due to his desire to jump her bones was not lost on Dolena. Though she enjoyed their repartee, the girl also had her own needs and he was a means to fulfill them. As her back scraped against the bark of the tree, the brunette bit his lip as they parted, letting him pull away an inch before letting go. The corners of her mouth twitched up in a smirk. “Tempted, maybe, but we both know you want this just as much as I do.” She whispered back, grinding her hips into his own. The girl liked the struggle for control, like playing with her prey before she went in for the kill. “Then I suggest you take me somewhere else, because if you aren’t going to fuck me, I have better things to do.”