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Slytherin walks the passage ways of his castle..
His castle. Not his father's any longer.
All of this,.. this.. wealth, was his.
And he wasn't about to waste the opportunity.
With a curled (and slightly maniacal, some would venture,) grin on his face, he makes his way to his mother's quarters.
"Mother." He finds her in front of her closet, picking out a fitting dress robe and under dress for the journey she was planning to take.
"Yes dearest?" She smirks to herself and guides a corset to her bed.
"Get out." Salazar clasps his hands upon his locket and with the hand bearing the ring, he points to the door.
"You will leave this place, with all your wretched brethen and never more shall I bear your presence."
Melusine sneers at her boy, a brightness in her light brown eyes.
"No."
Salazar sighs and gestures to the door again.
"Do not make me throw you out."
"You would do well to humour me, if just until my death, boy."
A hand fling and Melusine is upon her back, just outside her door.
"You. Dare. Tell. ME. WHAT. TO. DO?" With each breath, every word, Salazar throws her through the air down the stairs.
"You will not stay here a moment longer!" He claps his hands and Melusine and all of her brethren are thrown out upon the marsh.
Melusine looks amused, if but a bit battered.
"Melusine. What is this, has Salazar gone mad?"
"No, my dear. Just stupid."
His castle. Not his father's any longer.
All of this,.. this.. wealth, was his.
And he wasn't about to waste the opportunity.
With a curled (and slightly maniacal, some would venture,) grin on his face, he makes his way to his mother's quarters.
"Mother." He finds her in front of her closet, picking out a fitting dress robe and under dress for the journey she was planning to take.
"Yes dearest?" She smirks to herself and guides a corset to her bed.
"Get out." Salazar clasps his hands upon his locket and with the hand bearing the ring, he points to the door.
"You will leave this place, with all your wretched brethen and never more shall I bear your presence."
Melusine sneers at her boy, a brightness in her light brown eyes.
"No."
Salazar sighs and gestures to the door again.
"Do not make me throw you out."
"You would do well to humour me, if just until my death, boy."
A hand fling and Melusine is upon her back, just outside her door.
"You. Dare. Tell. ME. WHAT. TO. DO?" With each breath, every word, Salazar throws her through the air down the stairs.
"You will not stay here a moment longer!" He claps his hands and Melusine and all of her brethren are thrown out upon the marsh.
Melusine looks amused, if but a bit battered.
"Melusine. What is this, has Salazar gone mad?"
"No, my dear. Just stupid."