P R O U D

“Are you gonna tell me why we’re here?” If there was one thin that Cassie hated more than anything, besides Pansy Parkinson, it was to be left in the unknown. The moment she had no control and no way to predict what was going to happen, she felt as if she was going to drown in the Great Lake. Not that the Giant Squid would let her do so anyway. 

For a little while it seemed ridiculous to her that she was the one apologizing for being caught changing into more comfortable garments. The flowy feeling that grazed her smooth legs allowed her to breathe something she probably held for too long. Cassiopeia retained a certain grace, even when her estate was filled with the pestilent smell of death. Or perhaps it was the horde of Death Eaters that had settled here as if they owned the corridors and knew their every secrets. 

“Anything I can do to alleviate the heavy soul of my dear cousin?”

The name slips through refined lips with some kind of difficulty. It had been quite a few years since they had last seen each other and the fact remained: they were on opposites sides. At the very least, Cassiopeia had pretended to side with the Dark Lord only to prevent her twin’s death. A fact that might have and probably had no business falling into his hands.

“I truly didn’t expect to find you’ve become a healer. It looks good on you.” A simple check up as she returned from the dragon reserve she worked in Romania. That’s all it was supposed to be and yet, Cassie found herself being examined by an old acquaintance. 

“Rhiannon..” An exasperated sigh escaped the young witch’s lips but she could not be blamed. She had spent what seemed like an eternity in her eyes standing there for her friend’s own amusement. “Are you done taking measurements? I’m pretty sure you know them by heart!” Cassiopeia was convinced that Rhiannon knew her body more than she ever did. Which should’ve been concerning if it wasn’t for the allowed proximity the Malfoy allowed the two to have. She desperately needed a friend and Rhiannon proved to be one, despite her eccentricity.