missdaph-greengrass-deactivated asked: Hello Hestia, How are you?
Hello Daphne. I’m terribly bored in this bloody castle.
You?
Anonymous asked: You're the horrible one, not your parents. Or perhaps just like them. Look at your bio for fuck's sake.
Hah.
Nice job trying to insult me, muggle.
Pathetic..
Slytherin Pride.: severussnapepotionsmaster: Slytherin Pride.:…
Slytherin Pride.: severussnapepotionsmaster: Slytherin Pride.:…
After an exhausting day, Hestia was lugging her way to the common room. She had just…
“Good.” He told Hestia but he kept standing there wondering if something was bothering the girl. “Is anything bothering you?”
Her mind went to a million places at once. “No sir I’m perfectly f-fine.” she choked on the end of her sentence. She could feel the burning sensation in her throat. “I cannot cry” she thought to herself. She quickly veered around the professor and began to walk briskly.
Slytherin Pride.: severussnapepotionsmaster: Slytherin Pride.:…
After an exhausting day, Hestia was lugging her way to the common room. She had just exited the great hall and the halls were noisy. She decided to go a back way towards the dungeons…
“You do not want your parents knowing about this do you?” Snape then eyed her down as she had books in her hands and was clearly making her way to the Common Room. ” I will not tell your parents about your ambitions but I’m sure they are mildly curious.”
“Thank you” I said in a stern yet appreciative voice. “I’ll deal with my parents when the time comes.”
After an exhausting day, Hestia was lugging her way to the common room. She had just exited the great hall and the halls were noisy. She decided to go a back way towards the dungeons that not very many people knew about. She turned the corner…
“Easy, Miss Carrow. I am the Headmaster. I must know what the students are doing at all times.” He warned her as his eyes bored once again into her. He could even read inside her mind and know that she did not want to be there with her parents torturing students for information. “I’m sure it is your parents ambition to be like them?” Snape asked her as he stood very still as he awaited an answer.
“I have no intention of ever being like one of my dreadful parents.” I said while giving an expressionless look to Snape. “They can no longer control what I do.” I clenched the sides of my books so hard that my knuckles turned white. I glanced down but quickly looked up so that hopefully it wasnt noticeable.
After an exhausting day, Hestia was lugging her way to the common room. She had just exited the great hall and the halls were noisy. She decided to go a back way towards the dungeons that not very many people knew about. She turned the corner when she saw the outline of a figure. Who could it have been?
ooc: I’ll join in.
Severus was walking past the dungeons as well because he seemed to like it down there. The cold and the dark matched his personality perfectly and it was exactly who he was. He didn’t expect to be followed by a student or at least run over one. But when he walked directly into Hestia, he stared her down. “Miss Carrow.” He said in almost a bored tone. “I’m sure your parents are off torturing some members of Dumbledore’s Army for the whereabouts of Potter. Why aren’t you with them?”
“Torturing others isn’t exactly my favorite past time, I’m not my bloody parents after all.” I said while I wish picking up my parchments, not realizing who I was talking to. I looked up and saw a stern face and realized I was talking to Snape. I took a step to the side and muttered quietly “I have places to be anyways” I said while beginning my way down the hall.
After an exhausting day, Hestia was lugging her way to the common room. She had just exited the great hall and the halls were noisy. She decided to go a back way towards the dungeons that not very many people knew about. She turned the corner when she saw the outline of a figure. Who could it have been?
