For better or for worse, Seneca wouldn’t have to get used to the taste, because she wasn’t allowed to smoke. Even though she had sudden urges to do so ever since trying one of Cash’s cigarettes.

“I could get used to the feeling,” Seneca confessed. “This - lightheadedness.” The release of tension and Sen sure had a lot of it, even if outwardly she came across as rather icy and stoic.

“Have you tried other things?” Seneca asked her brother with a hushed tone. “... opium?”

  

Cash nodded; she got it, although she likely did not understand why.

When she brought up opium, though, he ceased his nodding. The answer was yes, although opium tended to take Cash a little further out of his body than he liked — but he was hesitant to admit that to Seneca. "Why?" he asked instead, a little wary.

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“Maybe I’d like to try that too,” Seneca said innocently with a shrug to one shoulder. It wasn’t far off from the truth - mind altering drugs fascinated her. It was the social stigma that came attached to them that kept Seneca from seeking them.

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"Hm," Cash said, "Well, don't tell anyone else about that." He didn't think that Lucius would take kindly to his perfect youngest child wanting to try opiates.

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Seneca smiled from ear to ear, because Cassius was right. She was Seneca, perfect Seneca, the golden child (overshadowed only by Cicero, perhaps). She wasn’t supposed to smoke or want to try opiates. The reason she had confessed that to Cassius was because he was the only one she trusted with such information. It felt freeing to be able to be so true, sometimes.

“Oh, I’ve done worst things,” Seneca admitted to her brother with a mischievous grin. All of a sudden, she was dying to tell him about the pornographic photo she and Frida had found, or of that one time she’d sneaked away to Knockturn Alley posing as a man. It brought a sense of accomplishment to her to have done those things and gotten away with it.

“Let’s play that Two Truths and One Lie game,” she suddenly suggested. “I’ll go first!” She looked over her shoulder and then leaned really close to her brother’s ear - so much so that she placed her hand in his shoulder to support herself. “I’ve seen a pornographic picture, I’ve used an Unforgivable and I’ve posed as a man to go to Knockturn Alley.”

  

Things were spiraling beyond what Cash would have anticipated, and he didn't know how to reel her back in. He wasn't sure he could, and all he could do was take another drag of his cigarette as Seneca told him her truths and lies. He squinted at her. People ran into pornographic photos at Hogwarts, sure — that had to be true. So had she used an Unforgivable or had she gone to Knockturn Alley?

It was too specific, the Knockturn Alley thing. She'd either planned it or she'd done it. So Cash said: "You haven't used an Unforgivable."

He brought his mouth to her own ear and whispered, "I've tried opium, I have a tattoo, and I've gotten an illegal portkey."

That he could have refused to play the game didn't occur to him; one of those social graces he'd lost.

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Seneca was both disappointed and pleased. Disappointed because she would have liked Cash to think her edgy enough to have used an unforgivable. On the other hand, she was pleased that he now knew about what she had been up to.

She considered the things her brother told her. He had taken opium, otherwise he wouldn’t have been so defensive earlier. Between the tattoo and the port key thing, she believed the tattoo. Getting an illegal port key seemed as too much work for Cash.

“You’ve taken opium and you have a tattoo,” Seneca said.

  

Cash smiled wryly. "Close," he said, "No tattoo."

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Seneca’s mouth opened slightly in surprise. “Whatever would you need an illegal portkey for?”

It wasn’t like the Lestranges couldn’t afford the high fees of international Floo travel. So it had to be something illegal. Thing was that Cassius didn’t strike her as the sort to do illegal things, unless their father had asked him too.

She leaned in closer and with raised eyebrows that communicated a ‘So?’, she awaited his answer.

  

"That's not part of the game, Seneca," Cash replied, with no intention of telling her at any point. He let the butt of his cigarette drop to the ground beneath him and ground out the remaining smoldering end of it with his shoe. They probably ought to head back into the house, regardless.

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Seneca made a face but knew that there wasn’t a chance her brother would tell her. Cash was terribly secretive, one of the things that showed he was a Lestrange, even if he wasn’t as intense as the other ones.

“Alright,” Seneca replied and gave him a playful smile as she got up. “Maybe once I become a legilimens, I’ll find out for myself!” She meant that in jest. It would hardly be the first time a Lestrange made a disturbing joke.

  

"I look forward to it," Cash said, with something approximating a conspiratorial smile — although the thought of another legilimens in the family made him nervous. "Come on, let's rejoin them."

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