Title: Wicked
Characters/Pairings: Daphne Greengrass, Astoria Greengrass
Lyrics: No One Mourns the Wicked by Kristen Chenoweth and the Wicked ensemble
Setting: Around early spring, 1998
Summary: Daphne contemplates her actions.
2. Wicked
"Are people born wicked, or do they have wickedness thrust upon them?"
She'd been asked to torture a fifth-year Ravenclaw tonight, and she'd gladly accepted. These pathetic half-bloods – not even real wizards – needed to put in their place, and what better to use to do that than the Cruciatus Curse? She'd remained blank-faced throughout the whole procedure, not uttering a single word apart from the necessary incantation.
They'd deserved it, of course. Stupid Ravenclaws and their smart mouths. She'd always hated them, just as much as any of her classmates.
"After all, she had a father, she had a mother, as so many do"
At one minute to midnight, the entrance to the Slytherin common room opened and her sister stepped in, red-eyed and pale.
"I heard you had to torture a Ravenclaw tonight" Astoria says in a flat voice, but she's sniffing hard. "I've just seen him. He's in the hospital wing, being treated".
"So?" she snaps. She couldn't care less whether the boy was in the hospital wing or not.
"Do you even realise what you're doing?" Astoria asks, horrified. She shakes her head. "I hope it's worth it".
She stalks past Daphne, wiping her eyes with her sleeve.
"So you see, it couldn't have been easy"
Her sister's a coward. Isn't she?
A/N: Here's another one! Review please? It's my first time writing anything Slytherin-centric and the only characters I have really formed in my head are Draco and Astoria, I'm not too clear on the others so I'm not sure how their portrayal will turn out as this collection progresses. Enjoy it? Review. Not keen? Review. Not sure? Review. You know the drill.
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