I Don't Play Your Rules, I Make My Own

"What?" Cassie asked her.

"I just...I'm sorry."

Cassie turned looking at her. "Why?"

"Because no one else is going to say it to you."

"You have no reason to though," Cassie said. "So it doesn't mean that much from you."

Lyssa shrugged. "I was saying it for them. You deserve to hear it."

Cassie shrugged, turning her head away. She brushed at her eye with a sigh. Thinking that they needed to get going, though she really did not want to.

"Suppose we should go now..." Lyssa muttered.

"Hmm." Cassie said, and she apperated.

Lyssa followed.

The girls got the manor.

And Voldemort said some stuff.

Which Cassie was inwardly seething about.

And Lyssa wanted to stab him with a sword.

Cassie woud have helped. Or like shoot him or something? The gun Cass has in that photo could be off use right now. Iwonder if a gun would kill him..

We need that gun, but don't think it would. Anywho, so after they went home with orders for the next night.

Cassie disapeared into her room once they got back. Something which tended to happen every time they got called, afterwards she just wanted to be alone.

Lyssa went to her room as well.

And then it was the next night.

And so they went.

Cassie hated the cloak she was wearing, she wanted to just pull it off and burn it.

And Lyssa would have helped too.

And so the Death Eaters started running amock.

And so things happened.

"You two look like your having a ball," Regan said with a grin walking over to the two of them.