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No, of course he didn’t want to talk about it. No one wanted to talk about the things Alecto Carrow had the Slytherin boys do. No one wanted to whisper about the lustful, suggestive looks and inappropriate touches that gradually evolved into sexual favors exchanged for clemency. This time it was Blaise, sacrificing his free-will – his body – to protect Ginny Weasley. Last week, it was Draco, protecting Astoria Greengrass. The week before, it was Theo himself, and he did it to protect Seamus Finnigan for no other reason than the bloke was destined for a permanent bed in the Janus Thickey Ward with the number of times he’d been subjected to the Cruciatus.
“I cannot wait for tomorrow,” Blaise whispered thickly. Theo looked up at him knowing neither of them would ever again speak of the tears that gathered at the corners of his eyes. “I cannot wait to overthrow those sick pieces of shit.”
A story of revolution, vengeance, and revenge - even if nothing goes according to plan.