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— This silence is bliss. —

its-me-irish-cream:

I try. Oh I don’t know about that. Don’t really think I’m that kind of girl.

Well, at least I have Violet.

— This silence is bliss. —

alexander-delano-dolohov:

I thought we were taking a ten minute break from the killing.

Ten minutes is starting to become an awful long time, Dolohov.

— This silence is bliss. —

hells-eden:

Wh-What?

Wh-What? Well, you must be downright stupid if you think I would support the man that killed my wife. Which I’m sure you must’ve heard about by now. It was all the itty bitty First Years could talk about when I first got here. Some speculated that a dragon tore her apart but I can assure you her fate was much crueler. But if I was - and let’s hope to God you don’t fall dead when I say this; a Death Eater, would I work here, under Dumbledore’s watchful eye, tending to the needs and wishes of Muggleborn children from across the land? Though, granted, his vision isn’t much to brag about these days but I can assure you that no Death Eater I have ever heard of would willingly do my work.

Now, you may collect yourself and leave.

— This silence is bliss. —

its-me-irish-cream:

Cute. Shame the best man spot’s already filled, I was all ready to volunteer.

My oh my, you are one funny man. Maybe we should get married.

— This silence is bliss. —

hells-eden:

What?! How would you know!? Are you a-a… -backs away from him-

Merlin, these kids… Are you joking? If the answer isn’t yes then you may leave. If the answer is yes then you may also leave. 

— This silence is bliss. —

hells-eden:

-tralalala! Skipping merrily down the corridors until…- Killing?

Indeed. Annoyingly short, blonde girls. You’re first on “He Who Must Not Blahblahblah“‘s hit list, apparently. Better watch your back.

— This silence is bliss. —

its-me-irish-cream:

Somehow I think you’ll survive.

Oh, great, it’s my best friend Dick.

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