“Merde-“ Evan cursed harshly as he was jostled forward. The remembrall he’d stolen from a first year dropping from his finger tips and smashing into shards on the cobblestones beneath his feet. Hell painted in his eyes, the raven haired male scowled as he drew his eyes up to find the imbecile responsible for his growing rage. Mary Conrad, sister of a particularly hated prefect who’d made herself known around the school. “You filthy little mudblood.” The male spat bitterly, a scowl pulling deeply onto his features as his eyes fell on the Hufflepuff with growing disdain. He’d noticed her at a few parties, being obnoxiously loud with blood traitors such as Cassiopeia MacMillan and Lucie Elswood. Each a disgrace to the Wizarding name and the transitions of the twenty eight. Pushing himself up from where he was sitting, to square his shoulders, his eyes sharpened at the other as he spoke unamused: “A simple apology with suffice and you can continue on with your meaningless little life. Don’t make me pry one out of you sweetheart.” @maryconrad​
