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He hadn’t noticed her at first. He took a step closer, and realised from the disgusting sensation in his stomach, and the long, dark brown hair coming down her back that it was Catalina, a cousin he wished he never had.

He felt sick and felt his anger raise and the blood rush to his head, yet he remained perfectly calm and still with his wand hand at the ready. "And hello to you too..." He answered in a calm yet mocking tone. She hadn't changed one bit, still the filth she always was.

"I should be asking you the same thing about are professor?" He asked disgusted by them both.
"See word has it..." He said as he began walking around her playfully.
"...you've made quite a impression on are professors here." He laughed under his breathe coming to a stop in front of her.

"Well isn't that rude..." Moudi teased in his deep serious tone and a faint smirk on his lips. "So much for being nice." He whispered to himself. And here he was just trying to have a conversation with his lovely cousin, she never was much sociable, but more of a snob, something that ran in her side of the family. "I guess we could skip the introductions." He shrugged with a fake smile across his warm face.

Moudi laughed at her easing his hand away from his wand pocket. Scared? Moudi? Maybe a little scared she was going to call on one of her professors.
"Oh i know you wont hurt me." The amusement on his face suddenly faded, his expression growing rather cold."But i can't promise you anything..." He grinned, noticing her anger raise by now, as her hands turned into fists. One thing that separated them both making them so different, was her anger and hatred.
"Go ahead say whatever you please of me." Moudi wasn't scared one bit, he could care less of what others thought of himself.
"Why dont you go tell your professor." He laughed out loud mocking her.

He narrowed his eyes at her as she leaned in to his face, he stare at her coldly, he didnt move but stood frozen."Is that a threat cousin..." He said, hatred and anger growing in his tone. There was nothing stopping him from reaching into his pocket and grabbing his wand, cursing her.

occ: ya that works, makes it more interesting

"Well dont!" He shot at her with a disgusted expression over his face, scaring some of the owls around them."Required?" He laughed as he said it. It was true, whenever there parents met up, she was the total opposite, a two face. But when it came to Moudi, he could care less.

"Mistak-" He broke off and jumped back as she took her wand out and pointed it at him. Moudi stood there in front of her motionless and startled, his eyes wide open. He swallowed, a little nervous. Would she really? Maybe she would?
"What are you going to do Catalina...your own cousin..." He laughed a little and stare at her, his eyes in hers. He slowly grabbed hold of his wand in his pocket and held it tight, waiting for the right moment. Moudi slowly began walking around her, trying to avoid her aim, but she didn't budge.
"Your mother?" He asked coldly stopping in his tracks and watched as she moved closer to him, her wand still raised at him. He didn't dare move, if Moudi knew Catalina, it was to expect anything.

She admit it, Moudi narrowed his eyes at her, thinking for a second. Catalina and Bejamin? He wish he hadn't heard it. So the rumors were true, everything everyone said. How could she.
"How do you think i feel bearing the same last name as you." His face crumpled with disgust.
"Wheres the dark lord now..."

As she lowered her wand his eyes fell upon the mark revealed on her arm. Moudi fell back a little noticing the skull with a snake protruding from its mouth. He watched as she sat on one of the window sills covering it up again, it seemed she was unaware he had even noticed it. In an instant he was filled with anger again. He flung himself at Catalina grabbing her left arm, he had to see it for himself, as he was forcing himself to believe he was only seeing things. He pulled up her sleave, and there it was, the mark branded on her forearm. He stood there motionless, until finally she took her arm back. He was speechless.

Moudi shook his head and turned his back against her, he paused as silence filled the owlery, and let everything sink in his mind. He made his way over to the big window and watched as owls flew in and out, all in which were different sizes and colors. Auntie gets attacked? Her husband a Death Eater? Catalina a Death Eater? These questions kept buzzing through his mind. Every time he pushed one question out of his mind, another one came in. But the question that troubled him the most was why he was last to know about the attack on his aunt.
"Mother didn't tell me..." He whispered to himself forgetting Catalina was still there. His dear cousin Catalina, one of them now, a trater. "I could care less about your stupid affairs with our proffesors." His voice filled with anger and hate. "Your are pleased to have any affair you want, it is none of my concern." He stared at her, his gaze piercing like an arrow. Her bloody affairs were the last of his concerns at the moment.

He rubbed his eyes in a desperate attempt to purge his thoughts of the horrible image of the dark mark, but immediately recoiled when she spoke again, proud.

"Auntie is a fool for taking in your filth of a fathe-" He broke off almost sounding like the words were forced out of his mouth, something he didn't mean. Moudi turned around to face Catalina again, there was something odd about her, he did not like her pallor, the new expression in her face, her weak smile, her voice had changed.