 Slytherin by heart
At Cassandra's voice he looked up, somewhat hopeful. Perhaps she could trigger something in him. But it was nothing. As he stood to greet her, his smile was empty. Not that he wasn't glad to see her, but it seemed that nothing could truly cheer him at the moment. "Cassandra. I've missed you greatly, piccola mia. How did things go in Belle's?"
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Armand and Damien Beta-Erikson
Named for Legends
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