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(2/5) Helena Bonham Carter
She couldn’t stifle the eye roll towards the superiority Bellatrix showed over her. Being raise halfblood, you would think she’d be used to it by now, especially when dealing with the wizarding world, but it still got under her skin. It wasn’t a fact she openly shared with others. Avery’s mind wandered for a moment to what she would be considered now, especially since her own blood had been spilled and what ran through her veins technically belonged to others. ” No need to point out I’m already dead then? ” She put her hand up as she spoke, pointing out the stupidity of the statement. Perhaps she shouldn’t be so openly defiant towards the other woman, but her safety was technically guaranteed at this point in time.
She habitually moved her jaw forward, a clear sign of her consideration, and somewhat annoyance to being brought this. It was evident she hadn’t talked to Crouch about this, and Avery was about to be made a tool yet again. Bellatrix’s loyalty was never a question, and Avery silently wondered how both her and Barty would deal with new leadership. ” I’m a little surprised you’re even considering this. This is mad, even for you. ” After a long pause and small consideration, Avery sat in her armchair, crossing her legs, ” What are you thinking? “
"Spare me your vampire tears. My life has never been my own. At least, you had a life that was your’s." Be proud. Be strong. But be a woman, too. Be the older sister. Don’t be a disappointment. Don’t disrespect your family. Honor it. Be a credit to your bloodline. Nothing is your’s. You owe your life and blood and talents to your family, to your house, to your Dark Lord—whichever one claims you as their’s. She was sick of it. She wanted out. If she had to kill every "loyal" Death Eater left to unseat Slytherin’s control over her she would do it.
"I think I’m quite sane considering I spent most of my adult life within shivering range of rattling, foul-breathed, soul-stealers." She folded her arms and stayed standing. "I think he’s planning on running me ragged until I die again or until whatever purpose he intends for me is fulfilled. I don’t have the time to figure out which. And I think that’s how he wants it." Her pride would never permit her to say ‘I can’t do this alone.’ She moved to the window and scanned the forest outside. "There’s already a faction within ranks. Clearly, they have no idea what they’re doing… Perhaps, we could use that."
its rly important that nonbinary people know that it’s okay to like gendered things and that nonbinary people can have gendered pronouns and nonbinary people can have gendered names and if ur reading this and ur nonbinary u can be whatever the fuck u wanna be and be called whatever the fuck u wanna be called bcs u r so strong and so amazing
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(I’d forgotten that was what it was called. BUT IT’S SUCH A PRETTY NAME.)
Kira winced for a while, lifting her sleeve as her dark marj burnt in her arm.
"Stings? It’ll be like that for a while. Keep your head about you. Now, pair up." She trained her eyes on the gossipers. "Except for you. You’re going to help demonstrate. Then they’ll benefit from your mistakes…"