Private Message to Sally-Anne

[alt_michael]

(It's all right if someone wants to make me read this out but I'd rather they didn't.)

Look, I'm sorry.

Can we talk about it? After supper?

Comments

[alt_sally_anne]

Pansy would choose me.

Teddy was a friend, sure.

He wasn't a friend like Pansy.

[alt_michael]

Well, that's just bloody great, then, innit.

[alt_sally_anne]

See, this is exactly the sort of thing I meant when I said you don't trust me. You don't trust my judgment. You don't trust that I don't take risks for stupid reasons.

[alt_michael]

That's not the point. At All.

Nor what I meant.

[alt_sally_anne]

Well what exactly did you mean then, since apparently I'm missing your point?

[alt_michael]

My point?

My point is you're as Slytherin as they come. Fine. It's all very well for you, then, since you've got a rich, influential bestie who apparently (according to you) shall obviously turn her back on everything that makes her important and safe in order to protect you?

Well, lucky you.

You know what? Just forget it.

[alt_sally_anne]

Would you have preferred that I leave you out? Of everything, I mean.

Because that would be ever so much SAFER for you.