“Who’s the best? C’est moi!”
“Listen, I’m not debating the fact -- but French?? Really?? I didn’t think you were cultured enough to know French,” Alice teased, pressing her tongue to the inside of her cheek because it was one of the more SARCASTIC jokes she made that she felt was just a bit r i s k y. Even if Alice wasn’t prejudiced, even if she wasn’t one of the Purebloods who fought for blood purity -- it didn’t mean making classist jokes were okay. Even if Mary was her friend, a good friend, someone she would protect with her life -- she still had a privilege that Mary didn’t in the Wizarding World. Even in jest, was it really her place to make a joke about it? Maybe she was overthinking it.
“Now, I’d be impressed if you knew MERMISH -- seeing as you hate those creatures.”
