Back again…
Well, if it isn’t Red…
“Well… maybe you and Michael could get on that. Padma and him aren’t really siblings, but they may as well be, you know? Nice feeling, Baddock; you deserve one of those, right?”
“If you ask my father, I’m deserving of nothing but a beating,” he muttered to himself. “Nice feeling, Red? What’s that?” he joked darkly.
“Well your father is a git, isn’t he? Well, thats what you’d say, and what i’d say; something we both agree on, for once.” She said with a small laugh, before it faded at his dark statement. “C’mon, don’t joke…”
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“Hmm… well, maybe you knew him?” It was the easiest thing she could suggest to him, and she shrugged her shoulders. “I wouldn’t know; Padma does, don’t know about Parkinson…”
“How could I have known him? There weren’t any other kids at my…
“Well… maybe you and Michael could get on that. Padma and him aren’t really siblings, but they may as well be, you know? Nice feeling, Baddock; you deserve one of those, right?”
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“Hmm… well, maybe you knew him?” It was the easiest thing she could suggest to him, and she shrugged her shoulders. “I wouldn’t know; Padma does, don’t know about Parkinson…”
“How could I have known him? There weren’t any other kids at my manor… only servant ones,” he shrugged, trying to rake through his blurry memories, remembering a boy, but not very well. He stopped when the headache threatened once more and lifted his face to hers. “Padma likes the dead rats?”
“They’re practically brother and sister, Mal. Its the sibling bond; I may loathe some things my brothers’ do, but I love them all the same. I guess Padma just understands why he gives them; the whole sentimental value thing… I don’t know.”
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“Huh…” Kind of suspicious, she thought, that the guy had suddenly changed from one house trip, though she wouldn’t make assumptions on it just yet; he, at least, still seemed civil.
“Go find him. He’s always giving Parkinson and Padma rats… dead rats, but still.”
“Eh.. Corner always somehow…
“Hmm… well, maybe you knew him?” It was the easiest thing she could suggest to him, and she shrugged her shoulders. “I wouldn’t know; Padma does, don’t know about Parkinson…”
okay… so i admit… zabini is alright.
but he should get rid of that cigarette.
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“Trying to actually find Zabini is keeping me busy, as well as babying my brothers so that they actually make decent choices. Saving the world? I guess its a bonus…” She chuckled as she nudged him in the side.
“Anything new since i’ve been gone?”
“Too many new witches to count,” he smirked…
“Huh…” Kind of suspicious, she thought, that the guy had suddenly changed from one house trip, though she wouldn’t make assumptions on it just yet; he, at least, still seemed civil.
“Go find him. He’s always giving Parkinson and Padma rats… dead rats, but still.”
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“…reduced to a raisin?” She raised an eyebrow at him. “Good to see you too, Mal.”
“Yes,” he grinned. “An itty bitty red one. You were in there a long time. If the castle’s water supply wasn’t magically created, you’d have had the men’s dorms…
“Trying to actually find Zabini is keeping me busy, as well as babying my brothers so that they actually make decent choices. Saving the world? I guess its a bonus…” She chuckled as she nudged him in the side.
“Anything new since i’ve been gone?”
Well, if it isn’t Red…
“…reduced to a raisin?” She raised an eyebrow at him. “Good to see you too, Mal.”
“Yes,” he grinned. “An itty bitty red one. You were in there a long time. If the castle’s water supply wasn’t magically created, you’d have had the men’s dorms of each house stinking up the place. “How’ve you been?”
“I have no clue what you’re talking about, Mal.” She said with a shake of her head. “But i’ll just go with it and say i’m good thanks, and you?”
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“I bet I could get your puppet master to succumb to my kisses without the need to be particularly kind to you,” Malcolm replied arrogantly. “I never let ladies down, unless it’s from the throes of passion. And Ginny? Last I heard, she’d been reduced to a raisin in that never-ending, lust-filled…
“…reduced to a raisin?” She raised an eyebrow at him. “Good to see you too, Mal.”
