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Tired of waiting, Victor kicked one chair to door and it clanged. His brown hair was covering almost his entire face, but nothing can hide those cold, black eyes. He pushed his hair backwards before sprawling out on the table at the centre of the holding cell. "Pssh!! What are those cissies up to now?" he sneered. They were wasting his time and Victor never liked it when people wasted his time!
After a few minutes trying to calm down, Victor stood back on his feet and approached the mirror. He looked into the mirror so intensely as if he knew the aurors were just right on the other side. "Yo, cissies! I don't like to be kept waiting!" sneered Victor again. |