“At least they only have to suffer it for a few years. I don’t imagine they live as long as us, do they?” She enquired, folding her arms across her chest and finally glancing at her cousin. Cassius – she knew him even if he didn’t know her – because he was the Quidditch star, wasn’t he? Not quite the heir to all like Claudius, or the golden ward Tiberius, but certainly in the top tier and not half-forgotten add-ons like her and her siblings.
It wasn’t fair. Uncle Tybalt had actually been a mass murderer and yet his children barely had a scratch on them as far as society was concerned because the family had actually bothered to intervene. Orestes’ murder of his wife was only a hypothesis on her part and an unknown one at that and they were still second class.
It wasn’t fair. Uncle Tybalt had actually been a mass murderer and yet his children barely had a scratch on them as far as society was concerned because the family had actually bothered to intervene. Orestes’ murder of his wife was only a hypothesis on her part and an unknown one at that and they were still second class.
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Bee is tremendous, isn't she?