#cmeliabones

maybe she misses the ministry. her work, her passion. she hasn’t had much time to think about it, not yet, but when she sees AMELIA BONES, something stirs within her. “ bones, “ she says, in acknowledgement. her words are surly, tainted by the anger that she carries under her skin like a loaded gun, these days. ready to go off. three, two, one. fire. but she restrains herself ( she hasn’t completely lost herself, not yet ), and settles on a dark stare instead. hatred is burning in her eyes, making her see red. her mask of indifference doesn’t slip. “you don’t look well, is the future not all that you would have hoped?” there’s a sting to her words, anger embedded within polite sentences. she has been at this charade for years, it’s like second nature to her ( and that’s the only reason why she’s still keeping it up ---- old habits are hard to break ).

☮ While his best friends know him to be a fiercely loving young man and a delightful friend, others often see Sirius as aloof and perhaps even uncaring. As though the toils and troubles of the world and of other people don’t really matter to him. That’s of course not true, he’s a very compassionate person. But he’s not in the business of letting just about anyone through the carefully designed walls he’s built up. Not out of personal trauma, but out of a general mistrust of other people. He has other friends, but they don’t know him as well as some do.

♒ - cooking/food headcanonNarcissa does not cook. She orders the elves to do it because she has far too much to do on her own.