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Nothing?
This. This truly annoyed him. Was she lying? Or did she not want to tell him anymore? There were a lot of questions floating around and not enough answers to suit him. It was why Sammy paused to close his eyes and let out a small sigh. "Well, it sounds like it's bothering you. So why don't you just say it? We can work around whatever it is." It was better than beating around the bush.
Sigh!
Keeping himself calm was starting to become much harder, and it had everything to do with this speech that Emm was rolling off. Was she really that worried about a recital right now? They had much bigger issues on their plate. In fact, he could start listing them off right now but he pressed his lips together and tried his very hardest not to say anything.
And yes, he did notice that she said Samuel and not Sa-
.......
.............
And there it was.
Sammy's eyes widened at the words. At that word. Instinctively, his head whipped back and forth, trying to scan the corridor as quickly as possible. It was only after that that he leaned forward and hissed the first words that came to his head. "Are you INSANE?! Why do you keep calling people mudblood? AND saying you'll torture someone because you're a pureblood and you should win?"
His insides had gone past bubbling and were now burning. There was no hiding his emotions. There was no hiding the sad, disappointed look on his face or the fact that his eyes were starting to look shinier. "No, you won't have any friends left because you keep saying the same things that a crazy, evil man is saying. This isn't like you, Emmerson." And if this is who she really was, then........
......... sigh.
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