𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀, 𝐉𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑.

( a smile forms, not one of joy. oh no. ) Careful, brother mine.

b a t t y .

Watch your tongue. Batty.

⠀ She shall do just that .. willingly too .. he scares her . ⠀

⠀ ‘ it.. it’s true . ’ or at least it was at first . Now they’ve just been hanging together without such an excuse . ‘ sort of , at least .. ’ ⠀

I know I said that. I've changed my mind.

⠀ She just about choked on her own air . Coughing a bit whilst wide eyed at him . ‘ I— , uh .. he’s been helping me . With getting used to the whole .. deatheaters thing . ’ ⠀

Because I invited her here. She's a friend.

⠀ It always came down to that with the families . She knew this even at a young age . ‘ pure blood , ’ she answered , keeping it short and to the point . She herself never cared for the titles and status’ . ⠀

No, I'm not ill.

⠀ ‘ didn’t .. know that was a bad thing — ’ She frowned , watching him closely , she didn’t know if she should leave or just remain for now . ⠀

⠀ She shifted her feet , giving a small glance around the manor before answering . She was a little nervous but kept her composure . ‘ Lovegood , my surname is Lovegood . ’ ⠀