#hogwarts favorite commitment-a-phobe and queen of unprocessed emotions is back

[beatricezabini-blog]

In light of the new news, Beatrice had made a beeline for the quidditch pitch. Where she made quick work of running until her legs gave out -- which now took four hours instead of three and a half, a feat which she was incredibly proud of. The Slytherin seventh year didn’t know how to process any of the emotions, the fear that her father was involved, the fear that he would abandon her again. Glistening with sweat, Bea fell back onto the lush pitch, furrowing her eyebrows as someone’s shadow stepped into her view.  “Take a picture, you know it lasts longer. Would prefer you get a boner over that.”