Elmyra watched her friend silently, a quietness filling them. They were… defending her. Sure, she’d been considered a friend for a few years now. Yet no matter how often they defended her, it was never expected.

She was used to people insulting her half-blood status. It did not bother her. And yet, they got so... frustrated, on her behalf. They yelled at the person who had insulted her as if she was a good friend.

She wasn’t. She didn’t deserve this. She had fed their information to the enemy before. She would do it again. The very reason she had befriended them was to betray them. Her chest tightened at the memory.