Shoujo-Slytherin

"It's just awful." Mrs. Hudson dabbed the tears from her eyes with her handkerchief. She placed the remnants of the tea onto the tray, glanced mournfully once more at the horrific images on the telly, and swept into the kitchen. "Hmm." Sherlock hummed in agreement. His stare was unfocused as he steepled his fingers under his chin. Sherlock could observe a great many things about an individual's history. He could use said observations to deduce patterns and potential outcomes. But it was days like today, when a handful of people could find it within themselves to unleash untold horrors on their fellow humans, that Sherlock found himself los