"The latter," Theodore responded dryly in reference to Daphne and Gregory as he took another long drink of the fire whiskey, his finger scratching against the label that was stuck to the pint sized glass bottle.
"The nerve of them, it's almost like we're living in some sort of stupid alternate universe this term."
Theodore was not one to let things that angered him go lightly, he held onto them until he was so angry, he did terrible things. Gregory was likely to wake up one morning without an ear or a leg or something. Perhaps a cock, that way both he and the eldest Greengrass would suffer, maybe then they'd learn their proper place within the circle that Theodore so openly despised and often dismissed.
"That oaf had the nerve to get attitude with me, then of course Greenslut followed along like the whore that she is and even had the nerve to give me the finger, the lower one's on the chain are sure getting braver this term and it urks me beyond utter belief."
Theodore took in a deep breath and extended his arm with the bottle out to Pansy. "Care to join me, wife?" He replied sarcastically, light-sarcasm but none the less, sarcasm just came normal to Theodore, kind of like breathing.
"Since when did Goyle become such a ladies bloke to begin with? I always see him with girls now. And when did Malfoy become a loner? Always quiet and spending time with himself? And when did I become a sodding whiner? One more term and this shite will all be over. I keep telling myself that to contain myself from offing one of those idiots."
Standing up and walking away from the window, Theodore shrugged. "I don't even know why I'm letting them get to me, their lower than me, their far below me, below us. But they need to learn their sodding place and sooner rather than later."
"Do you think Hogwarts frowns upon murderers?" Theodore knew the answer but his anger and sarcasm was on a roll at the moment.
"By the way, that necklace looks rather tight, perhaps mum should have gotten one bigger? None the less, it looks nice on you."