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( cisfemale | she/her | kristine frøseth ) —— isn’t that GRISELDA ‘ ZELDA’ BURKE? yeah that is them, sitting there at the SLYTHERIN table with those other SIXTH years. when sybill looks into that crystal ball of hers, she sees a girl too often green with envy, a hat stall deciding the route of a snake or an eagle, long hair tied out of her face, ink smudges and dirt on delicate hands, a sharp mind demanding more, and an internal conflict breaking external walls. anyway i’ve heard they’re pretty ADROIT, RELIANT, and DIVERGENT. apparently they’re a VENIT TEMPESTAS and PUREBLOOD but i’m sure that’s not related. 

——  ZELDA .

‘   d’you   mind   fetching   your   cat   ?   the   damned   thing   won’t   let   anyone   in   the   common   room  .   ’

“There ye go. It sounds better on ye then the voice ye usually use.” Emma kicked open the door of the musty room, taking immediately to the lit corridors. It was always dark down here, and the Slytherin common room wasn’t much better. Who in Merlin’s beard wanted to live in a watery basement lit with green candles? “Toss up some spell for that over yer wee head. And ye’ll be fine.”

“Regardless, it is a dance and you always want to be in charge.” She snipped back, tilting her head, her perfect posture tense as the other girl missed all but two of the the dummies. “The whole world is a game Zelda, I might not have had to do this but I was also able to prove myself in a myriad of other ways. I’m a strong dueller, not the best and I don’t particularly like it, I would had to get blood on my robes but nevertheless, I don’t miss, unlike some.” She said with a judgemental stare. “It is better you are practicing with me then one of the boys who would equate your failure to your femininity. Again.” She ordered resetting the dummies with the wave of her wand.

         teddy feigns an apologetic look, not necessarily sorry that she had fallen but that the world had let her become so oblivious to common sense. “if that’s what you think, that’s fine.” teddy holds his tongue, knowing that calling her a fool once more would not help the situation. but that sentiment slowly fades at zelda’s next words, unsure if there is a threat attached to her words. maybe he’s just over reacting. “might be a wee bit difficult when the castle can only be so big, no ? “

     “ WAIT - was that scene back there not you trying to do the same ? cause if not, then i reckon’ lily was onto something when she said that i had a habit of reading too deep into most things … your loss, then. i’d rather not waste my time trying to convince some other girl what she already knows. been there done that.” 

     “ i’m no fool for acknowledging your quaint disbelief at first, but having a view like that about free will and destiny is quite skewed.” sybills adds with a pointed tone, drawing a digit across her unclothed arm before continuing. “sure, there’s always an effect but divination itself is itself a very obtuse subject. if used correctly, it has the potential to assist a person to set forth a path, but there’s almost always a ripple effect, i’d reckon. from what i have been told, my great-great-grandmother was gifted with the inner eye - a rather special gift but nevertheless, still prone to a human mistake or two. “    

            ❝   of   course   !      mum’s   the   word   .      now   what   torrid   tale   can   big   brother   not   hear   about   ?   ❞

            ❝   you   probably   were   just   no   one   saw   ,      i   swear   it’s   practically   mandatory   .      to      work   yourself   into   a   tizzy   over   your   first   exams   .      heavens   no   ,      they’re   dropping   shifts   left   ,      right   and   centre   and   i   can’t   ask   crouch   to   pick   them   all   up   ❞

 “ erm - that wasn’t my best pick up line, truthfully. i suppose i could explain what i meant, but that kills the suspense, no ? “  

there it was. again alecto was reduced to the life sirius led, rather than her own. she would have rolled her eyes into another dimension if she were able. “ us? funny, I don’t remember you taking a certain mark alongside your brother and I.” alecto was used to people (especially those that moved in dark, pureblood circles) reducing her. her parents had been the main culprits of it for years and now it seemed that her love life was the new reasoning behind peoples need to break her down. “Do you honestly think you are the first person to say those exact words to me? What sirius and I have is no one elses fucking business. And if this is on Cleon’s behalf, I must say I expected more from him. He’s always been so creative and this is just lack lustre.”

“So would you like a flower then? I won’t charge you for it. Actually I haven’t been charging anyone. And look at this ” She held out the item by the stem, letting it bloom before them, the petals changing between that of an iris and a lily. “See. I’ve just done transfiguring spell on them. It won’t last too long. I do not think so.”

cleon gritted his teeth; he hated it, but zelda was right. sometimes, she could see right through him. “oh, z. disdain is one of the many paths to love.” he remarked, bringing the glass to his lips. he would rather have alecto feel anything at all towards him rather than nothing. apathy was the worst of them all – cleon liked to provoke, inspire feelings in others and reactions out of them. “i’m not bossing her around. just.. giving her a little nudge in the right direction.” the more chaos there was, the better he functioned. he scoffed at the mention of love - cleon didn’t like that word and the position it put him in, but how else would he describe whatever he felt for the carrow? “you would understand if you knew alecto like i do.”