âwell i suppose i can be quite the TRENDSETTER.â he commented dryly, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. âand can i say, we ALL appreciate what your mother has instilled in you, giving us something relatively good to look at in the mornings. most of us look like weâve rolled out of bed -- which, most times, we have.â he shrugged.Â
    âWell, I hope you start a TREND among the male peasantry of this school,â Emory teased. âAnd breakfast is always better than shaving. I wouldnât know, I suppose. My mother has instilled her horrible lesson to always look my BEST, even if it means, unfortunately, missing breakfast.â
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      âwhy rise above when i can SINK into bed?â
   âWell, who WOULDNâT?â Molly countered, raising a brow. âYouâve got to rise above all that.â
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      ansem shrugged. he hadnât expected him to come up with a way to schedule bouts of illness { who could? } but as far as he was concerned, heâd done his due diligence. had a word with him, as expected. now he could nap without worrying that andromeda would get on his case about skivving off from the job. âoi, so long as youâve got someone willing to step in for you if you get sick again,â he shrugged, âit wonât bother me any.â stifling a yawn, he nodded his head when remus asked about the day. every day seemed long lately, given how much STRESS seemed to radiate off of everyone in the castle. âsomething like that, yea. i need a holiday... is it christmas yet?â
oh, crap. he completely forgot about his rounds. it wasnât the first time ( or the second or third.. ) that it happened, but he still felt a bit bad about it. and it made him wonder AGAIN why dumbledore picked him to be a prefect, knowing that once a month he wouldnât be able to do any of the responsibilities that came with it. â â i know,â he sighed. âfor once the rumour is actually true. but unfortunately i canât schedule something like that,â ( he could, though, schedule his rounds to not be on a night of a full moon or a few days after; he just needed to remember to do it ) remus shrugged with a small smile, quickly letting go of his quill to catch the chocolate frog that was thrown to him. ansem was actually fine, remus decided. he raised an eyebrow as he watched the slytherin, amused. âlong day?â
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     âeh, it looks alright. i was just having a go -- you make it TOO easy.â
  â not even once. I asked your opinion in the first place didnât I?â
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       ânot EVERYONE on chocolate frog cards is dead.â ansem pointed out. âlook at dumbledore -- heâs been on those cards for AGES, and heâs still alive and well. barely looks a day over 400.â he cracked a smile as he shrugged his shoulders. he liked dumbledore well enough, but the joke was an easy one to make. he hadnât been able to resist. ânow if you came back to haunt,â he questioned, pausing to give it thought, âyou wouldnât be about to TOUCH it, would you? the cat, i mean, given that youâd be a ghost.â he shrugged. âbooks tend to fly straight through moaning myrtle -- not that I have ever done it -- and iâve seen the baron float through a bunch of first years before.â he sniggered. ânow that was funny.â
âeh, i dunno, depends on who you get, i reckon.â ansem replied with a shrug. thinking about the future, about what was in store for them after hogwarts, made him feel queasy. he knew what was expected of him -- what he DIDNâT want -- but he wasnât quite sure how to get out of it either. âjust a few weeks ago students were killed on his watch.â ansem reminded her. âi wouldnât underestimate anything at this point. as for me... i dunno, really. iâm half tempted to skiv off and leave the country.â
      â i suppose it could be the same concept as a chocolate frog card, except they donât collect money⌠i think. â alice replied with a slight roll of her shoulders understanding the muggle world was a challenge which was perhaps the very reason she enjoyed their literature, all of the stories. â if anything we should give them points for ingenuity canât we? they are bloody ENTERTAINING. â she stated with a soft smile before sighing. alice dramatically groaned. â oh no⌠if that THING becomes a king on any level. iâd be done for, death by CAT that will be one for the history books. Iâd come back to HAUNT thatâs one thing iâm sure of. pull his tail and make him miserable that would be my revenge. âÂ
â do you think theyâd be BOTHERED if i asked a few questions? after all next year will be my LAST and well the auror route has always been the most appealing. â protecting others, it was what felt right it was what she was born to do, she believed that deeply.  â searches⌠what exactly could they find? we have DUMBLEDORE. i doubt that anything terrible could happen under his nose. â her mind did however drift to what she and a few of her friends were up to when concerned with dumbledore, many of her house mates like her had a clear plan and that joining the order and FIGHTING. â you have any idea what you want to do once your out? â she questioned curiously as she glanced in his direction.
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       ansem couldnât help but raise his eyebrows. heâd heard the whispers of course, that sirius black had practically been BLASTED off the family tree for something or another, but hearing it near confirmed was a different story. had ansem not taken the mark, he probably would have ended up in a similar position. âah, howlers, canât say iâve ever experienced one.â he remarked after a moments pause. âmy mother would never want to, ah, air her DIRTY LAUNDRY so publicly. she reserves her scathing comments for print, or visits home.â while heâd been annoyed with him just moments ago, he couldnât help but relate -- both of their families were... questionable, to say the least, but at least sirius had managed to break FREE of all that. ansem, on the other hand, hadnât been quite so lucky.Â
Sirius quickly realized he had struck a nerve with the Slytherin. He hadnât meant to. He was just going off of what he saw from the other prefects and head boys and girls. He figured Ansem was striving to be the best. But when Ansem mentioned his mother and brother, Sirius realized that maybe they were more alike than he had originally thought. Sirius was too quick to judge sometimes. It was too easy to judge other Slytherins and Purebloods and act like he knew exactly what they were because they were what he had grown up around. But himself and James should have been evidence enough against that. Sirius laughed. âYou ought to be relieved. My mum never sends me letters and if she does, itâs a howler reminding me how much of a disappointment I am to the entire family.â He didnât know why he chose to divulge that information. Ansem was on the other side. Ansem would agree with his mother. And yet, once the words were out of his mouth, he couldnât take them back.
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    âwere you DROPPED on your head as a child? EVERYONE cares about quidditch, or, if they donât care about the sport, they at least have enough HOUSE PRIDE to want to win the match.â
âIâm going to be you 20 galleons that whatever the outcome of the game is, Iâll still care absolutely nothing about quidditch. Everything you just said? Nails on a chalkboard to me.â
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     ârumor has it that the next quidditch match is going to be SLYTHERIN vs GRYFFINDOR. if the past is any indication, itâs sure to be a BLOODY one... but iâd still bet 20 galleons on us for the WIN.â
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      âyou can believe in me. I believe iâd much rather be taking a nap.â
 Molly glanced up and then laughed a bit, shrugging her shoulders. âIâm just glad someone is being TAUGHT not to litter around the library,â she said, shaking her head. âEven if you had to delegate it. One day youâll stop those fifth years all on your own, Ansem. I believe in you.â
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     âthere are dead muggles on their money?â he blinked, shaking his head as he tried to understand that one. heâd chosen to take arithmacy rather than muggle studies, and heâd never regretted that choice.... except every day when arithmacy threatened to do his head in. âjust when i think they canât get any odder, they manage to one-up themselves. FASCINATING.â he simply shook his head again, deciding it would be best not to even question it. muggles were beings he would never truly understand, and maybe that was for the best. âguardians of the underworld sounds about right. perhaps your cat could be the supreme ruler.â
âcrawling would be an understatement. i have a feeling weâll be tripping over them everywhere we go. iâm sure thereâll be searches too, which will require paperwork.â he shuddered. âmerlin, i HATE paperwork. sometimes i swear andromeda sticks me with it just to do my head in.â or because he left his all by the side and it built up for weeks, but he wasnât about to own up to that. âoh, sure, and i suppose it is our last year... last opportunity for these things.â
      alice softly snorted, she too had the same reaction most of the time muggles were strange but she also figured that did they know about the existence of wizards theyâd find them just as STRANGE as they did. still it was rather fascinating exploring the muggle world had been fun when she was younger asking them questions and trying to order a cappuccino whatever that was. â i didnât exactly ask, all i wanted was HELP with money. they have so many bloody colors on it and the pictures of dead muggles on them. you know they are much more morbid than we like to think. â she stated with a roll of her shoulders. â itâs all cats, if iâve learned anything itâs that the egyptians had the right idea. having them be guardians of the UNDERWORLD. â she dramatically stated before scrunching up her nose.
â that bad? â she teased at her response before laughing happily. sheâd let it slide realizing he was probably right. besides it wasnât like she was difficult to read, alice wore her heart on her sleeve. her PASSIONS were clearly distinguishable be it a close friend or not.  â thatâs true, if we can count on anything itâs that HONEYDUKES is still there. even if hogsmeade is now crawling with aurors. â she understood that the idea of the aurors being around was to keep them safe but alice felt everything but.  if they were around it meant that things were even more awful than any of them could ever have imagined. that was the downside with being LOCKED up for most of the year. â but canât let that be a downer, besides the last thing that should ever go should be FAITH. things will pick up⌠iâm sure of it. â
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     âwhat can i say? rosario is a lucky lady. i call this the âoverslept and had to pick between shaving and breakfastâ look. iâll let you figure out for yourself what CHOICE i made.â
  âOh, yes, yes, is that a new beard growing in? I quite like the stubble. Iâm sure Rosa is THRILLED to have such a rugged man.â
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     ansem heaved a sigh. he expected better of sirius black, and he was sure that it was written all over his face. âthatâs not even a CLEVER insult. iâve heard that about a dozen times since this morning, and thatâs only counting the letter from mother.â his face remained impassive, though his blood was boiling on the inside. he was sick and tired of constantly being underestimated, or belittled, simply because he WASNâT tripping over his own feet to be the best of the best. the fact that sirius thought he was trying to be mr. perfect was laughable. ansem liked to nap, and laze about, being perfect was CERTAINLY not on the agenda. âi think you, like the rest of the castle, have me convinced with my brother, so WHY donât you just go ask him.â he snapped, face as impassive as ever. âare you done? i have better things to be doing.â if i wanted to have this conversation, he mentally grumbled, iâd write mum back.Â
It was just like Ansem; just as Sirius thought maybe he could be making some sort of backhanded compliment, he had to go and ruin it with another insult. âTakes one to know one,â he said cooly, before realizing his retort didnât make much sense. He felt his face turn hot, but acted like it didnât bother him. âListen, I donât know why you keep up this whole Head Boy act all the time. Merlin knows youâre not Mr. Perfect.â He looked at Ansem. âI donât even know why you were even made Head Boy anyway,â he challenged.
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     âthat depends on how HARD youâre going to hit me if i say yes.â
  â so, youâre saying that my hair USED to be boring?â
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      âcontrary to popular belief, iâm not COMPLETELY daft.â ansem commented dryly, pointing to a section of her list. âTHAT is what i was trying to tell you... you canât put those two together. apparently she snogged HER boyfriend last week, and they tried to claw each other to bits in the great hall last week. HOW did you miss that? honestly. it was quite entertaining.â
âListen, your mouth is moving, but Iâm not hearing anything right now. Unless youâre planning on lending a hand with this schedule, leave. I canât put half of these people together for rounds, without someone coming back hexed.â
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      ansem often STRUGGLED not to roll his eyes when he was surrounded by his fellow housemates. it wasnât that he DISLIKED them, per say, he just found them exhausting. but to someone who tried to take two or three naps a day, he found MOST things exhausting. âfunny,â he drawled, glancing up from the stack of paperwork heâd been { not } working on for the past hour, as he noted her presence approaching, âi donât REMEMBER changing my name to darling. huh. maybe notice will come in the post.â a snort and he was looking back down again, flipping through prefects reports that he should have dealt with ages ago. if alecto had something important to say, he reckoned, sheâd come out and say without needing to be prompted.
alecto liked to pretend she wasnât cold-hearted. she liked to pretend she hadnât grown up in a household that was devoid of love, which meant she was. no, alecto faked a smile and pretended to be neutral in the world, in the war, in everything. yet, she was far from neutral.
her footsteps were close, quiet, almost like a mouse. a smirk danced on her lips as her hand flung her wand around in a circle. she was looking for fun, for games. the sight of a person nearing her made the smirk on her lips blossom into a wicked smile.Â
â hello, darling. â words laced with venom.Â
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     âeh, iâve RULED OUT the marauders. itâs below them, really. i expect BETTER from them, you know? something that requires actual thought. dungbombs are too easy.â
âI wish I could take responsibility for the dung bomb but sadly it wasnât me. Maybe check with the Gryffindors? Certainly seems like the kind of thing that James and Sirius would find hilarious.â
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           âi said,â he commented dryly, âyou missed out on your ROUNDS last week. rumor has it you were sequestered up in the hospital wing, so i suppose iâll let it slide, but if you could schedule your next bout of illness AFTER the nightly WWN, it would be much appreciated.â plopping down beside him, he tossed a chocolate frog in his direction as he settled under his favorite tree. while it was one of the best places by the lake to study, it was ALSO ideal for taking NAPS. regardless of the fact that remus was there, ansem wasnât going to let the opportunity pass him by.
he sat by the lake, thankful it wasnât too cold yet to sit there at this time of the year, taking notes as he tried to catch up with the classes heâd missed while staying at the hospital wing as he recovered from the full moon. too caught up in his reading, it took him a moment to realise that someone spoke to him. â â sorry, what did you say?â
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