Hogwarts Soap
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I groaned, stumbling off the bus as it sped away. Someone grabbed my waist and sat me down by a fire. He sat in front of me, staring at face. "Are you okay?" I nodded. "For now, at least. My vision focused, and a pair of storm- grey eyes came into view. He smiled. "Fancy seeing you here, Victoria."
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Lucius: I sighed. "If you wish to participate, so be it." I relented.
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I smirked. So far, so good. "I don't just want to participate, I want to cast the Dark Mark."
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Lucius: I'll admit, I was surprised. "Well, as you are his daughter, I suppose that would be...appropriate." I nodded.
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I swept my eyes over the gathered death eaters. "Is there anything someone would like to add?" I asked.
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(Can you do a quick description of what is going on? I haven't been on this soap in a while, and I'm kinda confused as to where we are. xD)
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(Zair-Bianca's charrie-and Draco are at Malfoy Manor, discussing sinister plots. Victoria-me-is in London, having just ran away from home. It's the summer of the Quidditch World Cup.)
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Draco: "Erm, yes. What exactly is going to happen?"
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I looked over the Death Eaters. The few I recognized were smirking. Some I didn't know looked slightly afraid.
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Lucius: "After the Quidditch World Cup, no matter the outcome, we will-" Bellatrix leaped off her seat, enthusiastic. "We will appear, as the Dark Lord's servants, and show the filthy Mudbloods that they do not belong in our world; that we are superior!"
"Yes," I said dryly. "Thank you, Bella."
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I couldn't help but smirk at Bellatrix's enthusiasm. "They'll most likely let their guard down at dusk or so, when the match would be over. We'll strike from the shadows. They will suffer for their utmost stupidity." I said maliciously, probably sounding inhumane.
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(This is one deprived soap. Imma continue!)
My House-mate, Kale Andrews, sat across from me in the Leaky Cauldron. I yawned, my eyelids fluttering. Kale smirked. "Don't you have a room, Victoria?"
"No," I mumbled. "I can sleep here, it's okay."
Draco: I smirked. Father had that special glint in his eyes again. His eyes appraised Zair, without him actually saying anything.
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