Dorcas smash
I'm fucking sick of this. I'm tired of just waiting around for someone to come "get me" or attack my family. We look like pushovers. Like cowards. We all look weak and helpless when we let those bastards off easy.
I should have killed that Death Eater. I don't care if I get blood on my hands. It's better to have their blood on my hands than my blood on theirs, or the blood of my family, or my friends, or any other innocent person.
Nothing's the same anymore. I don't know if I'm coming or going. I need...change. I need independence.
Take your safe house and shove it up your arse, I'm moving back home. With or without Kingsley.
I'm going back to the flat. You can come if you want, or you can stay put at the safe house. I'm going to help your Mum get back on her feet with the restaurant for a little while and look into some stronger wards for the premises.
Time to wake up, people.