Elvora A. Thorncroft

𝓲f you wanna have a 𝐠𝒐𝒐𝐝 𝐭𝒊𝒎𝖊, just give 𝐦𝒆 a call.

“do i look like a do-gooder?” severus stops and slowly turns around, curling his fingers like claws in a deliberately threatening manner. “maybe i’ll just turn you into one of those creatures, and then the problem will be solved?”

“even if so, why should i tell you?” severus keeps walking, not reacting because the voice seems unfamiliar to him. to be ready for an attack, his nerves had been trained to recognize enemy or friend thanks to the attentiveness with which he memorized all their sounds.

⠀“ i’m with him. for better or for worse. ” ⠀“ it’ll probably be worse. ” ⠀“ i knew that the day i met him. ”

𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔬 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔬 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔢𝔬𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔭𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔞 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔦𝔫𝔨...