alastor: smile!

you are depressed crying in you room he comes to your room you stand up and he is always smiling he goes to you and looks at your face alastor: smile my dear you: i can't alastor i don't know how you can enjoy all the suffering alastor: dear just because you see a smile don't think you know what is going undertheneath a smile is a valuable tool my dear it inspires your friends keeps your enemies guessing and no insures what comes you away you are the one in control he hugs you tightly