But you love me.
You’re quite the pessimist, you know. It’s also to help us protect ourselves. Harry Potter didn’t save the whole damn wizarding world off of luck and praying.
I don’t love, Haley, but you’re probably one of the only people in this school who could get close to that.

Always and forever. Protect ourselves? It’s called knives and guns, sweetheart, magic just makes the easy complicated. And hey no one asked him to risk his life, ‘least I didn’t.
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I’m glad.
How can you not like magic, Cass?
Cruel, you really are.

I don’t have any use for it, what’s it good for anyway? Making shit float? It’s called picking it up and throwing it in the air.
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Aw, poor muffin.
Muffin? This is really helping my mood Haley.

I’m seriously considering dropping out, I don’t even like magic, what the fuck.
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I doubt that, but if you’ve got faith in it than who I am to crush your hopes?
We’ll have to see, I don’t do ‘friends’ well but I like you, Haley.
No one, that’s who.
Why, do you scare them away? Well, I like you too, Cass.
I’m just trying not to be offended by that aye.

Well I’ve got this knack for being an insensitive cock so most of them don’t stay around very anyway, but the ones who have put up with me have my full respect and loyalty. I can be a good person sometimes too you know, and I’m flattered.
Don’t worry, I reckon there’s nothing that could make me break.
Exactly. Which means we should make the best of friends, hm?
I doubt that, but if you’ve got faith in it than who I am to crush your hopes?

We’ll have to see, I don’t do ‘friends’ well but I like you, Haley.
Enough shit that someone would kill you? I doubt it. No, they’re two completely different things.
Oh, that’s lovely. I had a cousin named Cass. She was a real bitch. But I’m sure you two are nothing alike.
No they really are the same. If you’re sensitive you break quicker than say, someone who didn’t get all those sappy emotions.

I bet your cousin and my aunt would make pretty good friends don’t you? Too bad we’re nothing like them.
It doesn’t matter. You’d be dead for no good reason and I’d still be upset because it’s completely unfair on your part. And I’m not weak, I’m just sensitive.
Haley.
I could have a reason, maybe I got myself into some shit, maybe I deserved it. You never know, and sensitivity is weakness love.

Ain’t that nice, I had an aunt named Haley, she was a wicked witch and ought to have a house thrown on her, but I’m sure you’re nothing like.
I would. Well, I don’t know about crying, but I’d be upset.
Don’t be sappy, you don’t even know me, you wouldn’t give a damn and if you would that’s just stupid. A little weak too, and I didn’t peg you as a weak person. You don’t even know my name.

It’s Cass by the way.
You’re an arse. I didn’t have to know him to be upset. An innocent kid died. And you don’t give two shits. Your sarcasm isn’t appreciated at all.
Aye, calm it. I probably wouldn’t even care if my old man died, honestly, it’s just how I am. Fear no one trust nothing type of thing, no one would cry if I spontaneously combust so why waste a breath myself?

It’s still upsetting. Of course, it’s more upsetting if it were a friend, but still. Um, Thomas Something.
Thomas Something, that’s real nice, real nice. Don’t know a Thomas so I guess I’m safe from the ugly crying and horrible grieving. But hey

Who is this person that speaks to me as though I needed his advice?
Cassidy Suttleton | Slytherin