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Hyperion Montgomery (adaurorble) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Hyperion merely arched an eyebrow at her as she treated him to her most cutting glare. It probably wasn't the brightest move, but even after everything that had happened, he still had a deep seated nose to yank his sister's chains as much as humanly possible. "What would you like me to apologise for," he asked her urbanely. "There is apparently so much. Being a Gryffindor, not holding to purist ideologies, being an Auror, not being a dark wizard, take your pick sister dear."

He looked down at her finger and back at her. "Naturally I am," he said unapologetically. "One must follow one's nature after all." He ignored the rest of her statement, because really, what was the point in arguing with her about it. Instead he stepped to one side and gestured for her to enter the house. "Before we begin discussing the fact that you are apparently the only person on the planet allowed to judge other people, why don't you step off the street before you do something that would allow our mother to gleefully lock you away in the deepest, darkest box she can find and throw away the key, aye?"