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“Dicky, what’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever had to obliviate someone for?” Betty asked curiously as she set his order down in front of him.

August 30, 1978.

The Hog’s Head, Hogsmeade

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It had been two days since the battle at the hospital, two days since Selina had killed one of them. And while she knew that she’d done the right thing – Moody had told her as much and Miriam would have died otherwise – there was still a part of the young brunette that couldn’t believe what she was capable of. It was a strange thought – if she believed in the pureblood ideology, would she be one of them? She hoped not.

Sitting at the bar in Hogsmeade, Selina ordered her second glass of firewhiskey and sipped at it, having thrown the first back like it was water. Why did she feel as if she was losing part of herself? The innocent part – and she’d not really believed she was – was gone. Buried in the grime and blood that still haunted her dreams.

Plus Mary had been on whatever the fuck drug that was and Selina just didn’t know if she would be able to hold it together if this kept happening on a normal basis. While she’d known what she was getting into by joining the Order, she had to admit that she hadn’t expected something so sobering so fast.  

Selina shook her head and threw back the second glass of firewhiskey before asking for another one. She noticed someone sit down next to her and when she looked over, she found that she vaguely recognized him. The beard was quite attractive, if she was being honest.