 ●○35. Pureblood○● astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf
●○35. Pureblood○●
Helga sat on one of the stone benches sipping her firewhiskey in peace when she heard footsteps approaching. Setting her goblet down, she rose and tightened her shawl around her shoulders. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Salazar appear but her eyes flew to a small flask in his hands.
“What are you doing? Shouldn’t you be back at your house’s common room?”
“Do not talk to me you filthy blood traitor,” he hissed shoving her aside. “I need to speak with Rowena.”
“Just because I don’t share your pureblood obsession does not make me a traitor!”
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