The One That Got Away

Gossip

"I can not believe that you missed the new years party, Freya." Said Abraxas.

"Well, Tom has never had a birthday party before and I have been to a thousand New year's party." Answered Freya.

"I was quite a party." he said.

"from what I heard from Ana, it was also quite the afterparty. Care to comment, cousin dearest." Said Freya, sipping her coffee. The pair were eating breakfast in the Taschereau tea room. They were chatting as they had seen their aunties doing for years, gossiping. Freya swore it must run in the family, gossip was a sort of bond between wealthy rich bored pure blooded wizards and witches. Of course their weekly dishes had started out ironically, but they kind of enjoyed it. they never said anything hurtful, or anything that could get back to the people at their respective schools.

"Depends, what have you heard?" asked abraxas.

"Well Ana walked into her room in last night's clothing with a big smile on her face, a satisfied smile."

"How did you see her, if you too were not on your way back to your room." Said Abraxas.

"Thouche"

"But you know who what happened, that you missed, might i add?"

"What is it?"

"Walburga Black, Soon to be Mrs Black..."

"What? What?"

"Was caught receiveing an owl from her muggleborn boyfriends.'

"What?"

"Yes, two owls came in from Ireland,"

"Seems she has a thing for the Irish whiskey."

"Yes, and the worst part is that one of them was a howler."

"Well I am happy to see she has stopped her prejudice ways."

"Actually from the sound of the punishment her mother I do not think she will even look at a muggle or anything to do for a life time." Said Abraxas.

"Any lighter news?"

"Cousin Arcturus knocked up a muggle and got burnt off the family tree."

"I said lighter."

"Well, other than the regular flow of cousin lovin' not much has happened."

Freya grimaced, why the pure blood communities forced together their young was beyond her.

"Freya there is something you should know about Tom."

"I already know about the death cult thing and he said he would disband it."

"No he is not. You need to leave him."

"He would not lie to me, he loves me."

"He shags you, Frey, there is a difference. Just because you would never shag someone if you did not love them, does not mean he would not."

"Why don't you like him?"

"Because he is evil. You are too good for him."

"He is too good for me."

"No, you are too good for this world you refuse not to tip even when your food is undercooked and has hair in it,"

"That is Not the server's Fault."

"You never pass a homeless person without giving them whatever you can,"

"They need it more than me."

"Tom does not deserve you."

"And who does? Avery? Nott? Other Nott? Lestrange? Black? Brown? Or literally any other person who wanted to marry me?"