Ambrose Dolohov's matrix
Ambrose Dolohov
Pretty little thing, and quick as a whip on a broom. Still no match for me and mine ;)
Pint Pal. Can't say I don't appreciate our more intellectual bits of conversation when we've had a few. Proper taste in literature, this one.
A mate who can appreciate a bit of gossip, I do enjoy playing a bit of catch-up with him whenever I can.
My very best mate. Been my ride or die since that bloody hat placed us both in hufflepuff. He and I are a package deal.
Feel a bit sorry for her, if I'm honest. She and I are more alike than she likely realizes.
Knows her way around a beast pen, from what I hear. As if I'd be caught dead in one of those filth pits. Fiery little thing.
A woman after my own heart. The ability to speak the truth is admirable, even if it ruffles some feathers. Saved my arse in third year when my world was at its end (Ran out of my Xeep's Luscious Locks Solution.)
As elegant as elegant comes, she always seems to be one step a head of me when it comes to the next great read.
A woman after my own heart, truly. If she disapproved of any of my perfectly articulated choices of wardrobe, I'd burn it to ash.
Our parents are quite friendly with one another, my father even invested in his daddy's cute little trinket shop. Shame he can't dress himself.
My best friend and partner in crime since the moment I met him during the sorting ceremony first year. He is really more of a brother at this point.