A/N: A short something to entertain during the quarantine. I was going to post way back on new year's eve but... Well life happens. Enjoy.
His Reaction II
He didn't know what to think.
He was pretty sure revealing her full name was still a tactic employed by the silly girl to dissuade him again. Really like he cared if she was a Black. And on top of that Sirius Black's daughter.
The only thing bad about that was her father probably wouldn't like him because of his association with the dark.
Which would come to light in a few sessions, when he would appear for the first time.
He would be scoffed at for sure, for his relative and apparent young age and anonymity until now.
But he would overcome it.
Turning back to the letter he raised an eyebrow, still thinking it was cute but hilarious the way she had written it. She really didn't know how to write a letter, he guessed. As was written by the lady herself.
He knew she was in Hogwarts, the school owls are distinguishable enough.
He liked her honesty. It was refreshing after dealing with plotting and conspiring Death Eaters, Politicians and really all the people he associates with.
Setting the letter inside the box he had conjured just for keeping them safe, and away from nosy death eaters, well they wouldn't dare to but still it was better to be cautious.
Snape, he was a little – well really a lot suspicious about.
The man really can't be read.
He wasn't sure if he should trust him or not. After the return of his sanity, he had been thinking very clearly in a long time. And he was sure, that Snape really can't be trusted.
The spy had told him that Harry Potter had been sent to be trained outside of Hogwarts. But really he cared very little about what happened with Potter as long as he didn't stand in his way. That would be hoping in vain though.
If he was anything like his parents then…
Dumbledore, the man really puzzled him, always had.
Even before his deteriorating sanity. He would look at him as if he was devil incarnate. Really like he hadn't had enough of that from the orphanage.
Stealing was the way to go if one had to survive, on that godforsaken hell of a place. So what if he collected trophies. It was a proof of his victory over the battle he had fought with the enemies.
He knew he was being melodramatic, but that was the only way to entertain yourself at that place.
Did he looked in the other's cupboards? No he didn't. He didn't see the snake skin, Billy had in his cupboard, proof of his killing Tom's snake. All he did was retaliate.
And really the rabbits are creepy. With their red eyes and… well they are. Thought the hypocrite with red eyes of his own.
He didn't had anything with the brown rabbits. They were plenty cute.
He brought his mind back from the ridiculous path they had gone. Seriously, the dark lord thinking about rabbits.
And focused again on the girl plaguing his thoughts since Christmas. Seriously if it ain't pathetic.
