So Many Plots to Plot // Open
Dec 29, 2014 17:21:39 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2014 17:21:39 GMT
Branch out? Make nice? Both things sounded positively appalling to her, and she couldn't help but assume that his idea of 'branching out' had to do with the fact that he was a half-blood, something she would need to remind herself repeatedly whenever she felt her defenses lowering around the wizard. "I branch out just fine," she said in almost a huff of annoyance. "If you haven't seen, I'm almost always in the company of Ravenclaws." Of course those Ravenclaws were always Isaac and Scorpius. "And Gryffindors piss me off. I'm currently at the top of their Princesses most hated list," she paused as she reflected on Rose Weasley for a moment. "Or at least I hope I am."
At the mention of her family and his want for connections with them, she almost snorted in reply. Certainly she could make nice and do introductions or say his name from time to time, but that was no guarantee it would be worth a damn to the boy. Her father couldn't have cared less, her mother was a drunk, and as for her uncle... Rosalee felt that she herself had to beseech Scorpius to intervene on her behalf for the attention she desired, as it was never enough. 'Daddy issues' the words repeated in her head once more and she scowled in reply to them. "Very well," she took his hand in acceptance. "But knock it off with the snogging and knickers business. If you want me to mention your name to my family and they learn of your reputation, you'll be strung up over the railing of the Astronomy Tower simply by breathing my air." Scorpius and Isaac were particularly protective of her.
At the mention of her family and his want for connections with them, she almost snorted in reply. Certainly she could make nice and do introductions or say his name from time to time, but that was no guarantee it would be worth a damn to the boy. Her father couldn't have cared less, her mother was a drunk, and as for her uncle... Rosalee felt that she herself had to beseech Scorpius to intervene on her behalf for the attention she desired, as it was never enough. 'Daddy issues' the words repeated in her head once more and she scowled in reply to them. "Very well," she took his hand in acceptance. "But knock it off with the snogging and knickers business. If you want me to mention your name to my family and they learn of your reputation, you'll be strung up over the railing of the Astronomy Tower simply by breathing my air." Scorpius and Isaac were particularly protective of her.