John rolled his eyes. He was tired of Dylan and his remarks. Some of him desperately wanted to put the boy under the Cruciatus Curse, just so he’d know what he was causing. It was only then when you could truly appreciate it. A light smirk came to his face as he thought about what the other side wanted. He wanted to hit the kid with a nasty hex to the back. That would teach him. He restrained himself though, mentality filing the idea away. |