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[potionmaster]

The very idea that you are even considering this, Mun, gives me a headache. Can't you go find someone else's life to ruin?

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[myflawless]

If I recall correctly, a man by the name of Severus Snape ruined his own life long ago. How he eluded Azkaban is still a marvel. How he keeps his hair so greasy, a greater marvel yet.

But perhaps I have the wrong Snape! Foolish me.

[potionmaster]

Dawlish, what an unexpected...pleasure. I do hope you're not here to arrest me, as I can assure you that you have no grounds and I will defend myself.

[myflawless]

Oh, no. I was merely strolling through and thought I heard a citizen in need. Turns out it was... Well. You.

[potionmaster]

Please, don't let me keep you. [Sneer.] I'm sure you can find someone to frame for...something. It is what you do, isn't it?

[myflawless]

Yes, of course. We spend our days creating frames and using them to entrap well-meaning citizens who simply happened to be caught sporting Dark Marks on their arms. Because Merlin knows there aren't enough criminals to be found, as it is.

[potionmaster]

[He manages not react visibly at the mention of the Mark.]

Then it's good to know that there is a record of my allegiance, despite what any well meaning Auror might think, isn't it?

[myflawless]

Might think, might know.

Alas that there are flaws in our system. Hard as we try, some worms manage to find their loopholes. But we are watching. We are always watching.

[in_loveless_memory]

Don't, it will only encourage them.

[potionmaster]

She is absurdly persistent. Each time I think she's finally finished her foolishness, she puts me into some other bizarre situation.

[sighs]

[in_loveless_memory]

Sounds about accurate. How long have you been with yours?

[potionmaster]

Ten very long years. Very long. The things she's made me do over the years [shudders]. I've done everything in my power to forget, and then she wakes me yet again.

[in_loveless_memory]

Mine's never let me rest.

[potionmaster]

After a year, I thought I'd had a permanent death, as I AM DEAD, which Mundane fully well knows. But no.

[oddmalfoyout]

It's what they do, complaining doesn't help much.

[She should know.]

[potionmaster]

As I have noticed for the last ten years.

[oddmalfoyout]

My mun can't remember how long she's had me around. Almost twelve years, maybe.

[At least she wasn't stuck as a thirteen year old the whole time.]

Feels more like forever.

[potionmaster]

Mine returned me to my teenage years at one point. The definition of cruelty, I believe.

[oddmalfoyout]

[Teenage Snape. Mary's torn between a slight giggle and wanting to hug him. Being a smart girl, she will do neither.]

Being subjected to dealing with someone you can't stand would be another. Thankfully the mun's holding off on it for a while longer.

[potionmaster]

In that case, I got a two for one deal; reliving my teen years with the men I hated most. Sick, mundane. Just sick.

[wasnt_attacked]

Sadly, that doesn't seem like something that any of them would do.

[potionmaster]

No, it's not. I guess that's why they are called Mundane. I'd say they are rather Obsessive Compulsive!

[savedbypudding]

[ forever this face Snape. Forever.]

[potionmaster]

[fingers wand]

[savedbypudding]

[ I'll finger your wand in a moment.] You're never just..happy. About anything. At all. Ever. Are you?

[potionmaster]

[I just bet you will]

That is an invalid assumption, which is not surprising considering you're the one making it, Black.