"No."
"I beg you pardon? What do you mean no? Years of preparation. This is your birthright! "
"All I have done!"
"And you tell me no."
"I know you getting along in age Truculent but I doubt you are hard of hearing."
"I said no. No I will not take the Dark Mark from you or anyone else in this shitty gang."
The elder wizard struck the younger in the face. "Mind your tongue." Trucculent hissed.
Theodore wiped his cheek and sighed nonchalantly never taking his eyes off his father.
Trucculent backed away breathing heavily.
"Doesnt garner much of an effect anymore."
"It’s expected that the son suffers the sins of the father."
"Not this time, I wont bear witness or participate to your cruelty. I will not follow your lead."
"I was terrified of you, not anymore Trucculent. I see you for what you are. I always have."
"What nonsense are you spouting?!" You are a Nott."
"And I have accepted that but here's the thing and I want you to fully understand this."
"I do not idolize you or care for you."
"I am not Rudolphus and Rabastan Lestrange. Evan Rosier, Seth Avery Jr, "Osric Selwyn, Vincent Crabbe, Ornais Mulciber, Gregory Goyle nor I am Draco Malfoy."
"Stop it!"
I do not respect you, everything you are, everything that you stand for, I despise with my whole being."
"You inspire me to be nothing like you."
"I will not tolerate such behavior, I will not be mocked and humiliated in front of our Lord!"
"You have forgotten yourself Theodore, you will address me as your father."
Theodore wagged his finger and pointed at the elder wizard.
"Correction your Lord."
"You are his servant."
Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr. is your lord and master.
"Not mine, Trucculent."
Trucculent's face paled. Tom?! Tom Riddle is not the Dark Lord! Th- That half-breed, teacher's pet - couldn't even fathom - he worked as meager a clerk for Borgin and Burke's.
"It's fucking hilarious honestly. Your father Cantankerus Nott preached about blood purity, wrote a 300 page book about it." " Father I am truly tickled pink." Thedore feigned wiping a tear from his eye.
Tom Riddle gives you all the same script, tells you that you must prune, weed out the blood-traitors and the filth.
"Meanwhile you lot are on your hands and knees, vowing the upmost loyalty and servitude to a half-blood who was conceived through the Amortentia potion."
"It was his mother who was infatuated with a Muggle man. A witch who had the "purest" of blood.
Tom Riddle Jr. mother's name was Merope Gaunt."
"A Gaunt who was raised in a piss stained shack. Who was abused by her own kin. Rather than seek aid from wix she sought love from someone who supposedly beneath her."
"It's outrageously funny because you have been Tom's bitch for fifty-four fucking years!"
Theodore roared with laughter.
"The look on your face is absolutely priceless Trucculent!"
"I will not hear anymore of this!"
“Voldemort and only Voldemort is the Dark Lord's name!"
“Oh come now, you can't be that stupid Trucculent?” Scoffed Theodore.
"Boy I'm warning you-
Thedore's eyes widened in amusement.
"My apologies Trucculent you are not stupid. You really didn't know?"
"I bet Ramiel Mulciber, Gervias Rosier, Udolf Lestrange, Seth Avery Sr., and Walburga Black didn't know either."
“The joke's on you. On all of you and only Tom was in it.”
"He is a parasite. He’s been leeching off you all for decades! You all are none the wiser."
"That's not a mark of honor Trucculent, it's a brand. He's branded you all like bloody livestock."
"Tom owns you. You are only a means to an end."
"You all are nothing more than a pawns to him."
"No matter how powerful and influential. A pawn is still a pawn. "You taught me that Trucculent."
I will not hear anymore of this lies!
Do not be foolish like your mother and her parents!
"Or what?" You going to kill me like my mother?"
Turn to Herja Rowle for help?" Have her put me in subjugation barrier like she did her relatives."
"Oh I know all about that too. The deal you and my grand-aunt struck. You helped her kill my grandparents, her own sister and brother-in-law."
"You will leave me no choice Thedore!"
"You always have choice Trucculent."
"I suppose you are quite right. I choose to purge myself of such ties. You have betrayed me and the Nott name. A waste of pure blood."
"Well, it's about time you voiced your true feelings. They're mutual, I'm sick of being in the presence of pure shit."
Theodore leaned back in the chair and smiled.
Trucculent raised his wand casting Full Body-Bind Curse.
It was quickly repelled with a non- verbal Salvio hexia charm.
Theodore had also a casted a shield charm around himself.
"By the way there arent any reinforcements coming. I casted a few charms as we entered the room."
"Damn You!"
"Good-bye Trucculent." With that Theodore apparated away.
"I Forsake you boy! Traitorous cur! "
Trucculent slammed his fist on the table. Seemingly trapt in his own palour room.




















