Alice Prewett. 6th year. Talented dueler. Reads a lot of books. Drinks entirely too much tea. Quiet raven girl who was raised by a group of lions.
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"You've hung out with the snakes? You? Amelia Bones?"
"How did I know you were gonna suggest a double date?" She teased "Well how about I let him and Bottoms have words before we set anything in stone. But I’ve already met all of his friends and spent some time in the Slytherin common room, so I think i’m in!"
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"Doesn't everyone? Because as your friend I'm doing you a favor. You may not think so now but you will in the future when you live to be Dumbledore's age without diabetes."
"But why? I just want to wallow about my stressful life and unfortunate irreversible circumstances."
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"I'm pretty sure everyone knows them. They might just be more popular than Marlene herself. You must've had an interesting childhood then." She curiously watched as Lucinda drank.
"I’m not surprise you know them. Yes them. Our families go way back. They are like siblings to me but I’m not blood so they have no problems sending alcohol. More for me then." Lucinda said taking a sip
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"Marlene's older brothers? They sent you alcohol? Wow. Um, no thank you, I don't really...drink..."
Lucinda turned and faced the Ravenclaw girl “Mitchell and Michael McKinnon. Got me a new supply of alcohol? Like some?” Lucinda said holding out a bottle of whisky
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"I can't really argue with that very valid point. But I can't just sit here and let you consume your entirely body weight in chocolate."
"Maybe chocolate won’t fix my problems, but it certainly won’t make them worse. Plus chocolate never has questions or expectation of me. It just lets me eat it."
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"I doubt Frank would actually get physical with him unless he was provoked. That's really sweet Amelia and I really am happy for the two of you. Maybe we can go on double dates now!"
"I know, but Frankie’s just so…. Bottoms-y. I’m nervous that him and Sev are going to get into it." She couldn’t help a smile form on her face. "I know what I’m getting into Al, and I don’t think he’s going to hurt me at all. I know it sound so silly, but we really have something special."
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"Remuuuussss," she replied, mocking him playfully. "I know you think that chocolate is the answer but I'm here to tell you that it's not. Now, this is hard for me to tell you, but chocolate isn't going to fix your problems."
"Preeeweeettt" He whined "I don’t think you understand. I need it!” He said, guarding his two remaining bars. “I’ve had a very distressing week, and this is my vice!”
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"And he should be. You know Frankie is going to want to say something to him. I mean, as long as you're happy then I'm fine with it Amy. Just as long as you know what you're getting into and he doesn't hurt you."
Amelia rolled her eyes “Don’t even get me started. Sev is scared stiff to meet him in his new capacity. But you mean it, Al? I know you were okay when it was a hypothetical, but now that it’s real?”
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"Sorry Remus, but it needs to be done. Separating Frank and I is very different than stopping you from devouring your fifth chocolate bar."
"Way to be a ball buster Prewett. You know I’d never separate you from Frank."
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"You shouldn't be worried about me. You know how I feel about this already. What you should worry about is a certain 6 foot tall, Lionboy, who's scary good with a wand."
"Well… err.. It’s a recent development, Al, I swear! And I was worried about how you and Bottoms would react!"
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"I think you should put the chocolate bar down Remus...and step away slowly."
"So what do you think I should do?"
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"Sorry? Who?"
"Cheers Mitchell and Michael."
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"I'm just feeling a tad bit nauseous is all. I'm sure I'll be alright if I just sit still for a moment."
"Is something in your mind, Alice? Are you ill or something?"
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"The known fact that you're dating Severus Snape slipped your mind?"
"Riight. You know, I meant to tell you about that particular development.. I guess it must’ve just… slipped my mind?"
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"Well, technically you didn't do anything. So maybe I should rephrase my previous statement, you know Severus Snape is in for it now, don't you?"
"Uh-oh. What did I do this time, Al?"
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"That's true. But I once read somewhere that 'we must believe that good triumphs over evil for the sake of our sanity'." She giggled softly and shook her head. "Not that there's going to be a wedding very soon, but you're invited nonetheless. Oh I do hope they stories weren't too outrageous. Then I'd feel obligated to be as amazing as everyone seems to believe I am, and that's a lot of pressure."
I guess so. I like the Grimm fairy tales. Because good doesn’t always win and its refreshing to have evil win. Because let’s face it, good doesn’t always win.” Lucinda smirked as she took a drink “Well I expect to be Marlene’s plus one at your wedding if not I might just crash it.” Lucinda said winking “So modest but I’ve heard stories about your skills. That’s good to know.”
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