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Xyriah: Growls, holding her wand to his neck. "How's the weather up there?"
Xyriah: Grabs his chin, hissing. "Oh, I'll make you stop." Pins him against the wall.
Xyriah: Squirms, growling. "Mime-"
Xyriah: Growls. "Can I help you?"
Xyriah: "I thought I told yeh not to touch me." Hisses, pinching his side.
Xyriah: Hisses, pulling away. "Do not touch me." Growls. "Don't you have some pretty lil nit to go out with? Run along."
Xyriah: "Why do you bloody care?" Snarls.
(Xyriah is 16.)
(Xyriah's is completely like Bella's. Messy and all.)
(Okie-)
( Missed you too.)
(Sisters-)
(Xyriah is Voldemorts daughter too. But Bella is her mum. Bellamort. Don't judge. xD)
Xyriah: Glares at him, looking into his eyes. "What?"
Xyriah: Ignores him, storming away. "Get away."
Xyriah: "Losing my god damned sanity." Turns away from him, crossing her arms. "Bastard." Disappears.
Xyriah: Pushes him against a wall, growling. "I think you know, my dear" (This is when her Bellatrix kicks in. xD)
Xyriah: Nods her head, clenching her fists.
Xyriah: Steps in front of him, pursing her lips.
Xyriah: Eyes shoot open, whispering. "Damn you-"