 Slytherin by heart
"Oh good. I was just going to drop you in there anyhow." Though he didn't put his wand away. After all, if the students were to survive, he would need it. And always quickly. "Do you know where you're at, Billium? It's called a Devil's Trap. While in there, you are completely useless. Particularly in the dungeons, where you cannot blast through the floor or through the ceiling without killing yourself. I do hope you're cozy in there." He looked over at Seymour. Yes, he still had a bit of time to talk. After all, he was going to drop the boy in deeper. Once he reached the right spot, he would release Will.
"Did you know? I was trapped in there twice. Once when I watched Kellein die, pleading for Goya to release her, to leave her and her unborn children alone. The second time I was pleading for my wife and my own unborn child." Then he leaned in, so that only Will could hear him. No need to further expose the first year. Then he pulled away. "Goya left after Natasha, heading upstairs to our bedroom. And I heard my child scream. When I managed to escape through the ceiling of our cottage, I saw him holding my son, using him as a shield. Attack Goya, and I would be attacking my son. And nothing that Slade or I could do saved him."
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Armand and Damien Beta-Erikson
Named for Legends
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