Chapter 9

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Orion POV

        The next few days consisted of Slytherin's slowly making there way to being friends with students in other Houses. It was helpful that Hogsmeade weekend came up as there were more mixed House groups hesitantly starting to form. It got a bit easier from what Dorea told me after Dahlia and I left. Dahlia had been getting overwhelmed as there had apparently been many ghosts around her, she gotten even paler and stiff while she clutched my arm like it was a lifeline.

        The first day of the week our group walked out of the Transfiguration Room shaking their heads. I was holding Dahlia's hand as I knew she was upset about Dumblewhore's constant questioning and comments. She seemed to freeze and look at something although I didn't know until later that she had seen a dark haired man in armor and a red cape); I'm assuming she saw something I couldn't see. She had snapped out of it when "PEVERELL" was screeched behind us as Walbitcha had made an appearance. She had snapped out of it and I decided to ask her later. Walbitcha came screeching about us holding hands when I finally snapped, "Get the hell away from us! You and I are not going to be married, it's not going to happen, now leave before I CURSE YOU", my last few words had somehow seemed deeper and my group had noticed as Walbitcha scurried away. Dahlia had wrapped her arms around me to calm me down, I wanted to go after Walbitcha, cursing her to no end, but I got distracted by the peach scent coming from Dahlia's soft hair and calmed down. 

            On our way to Spell Crafting, Dahlia I saw started getting teary eyed which had us looking in concern as she directed us in a different route to class. We knew something was up as Shadow had made it in front of us and we were following her.  On this new route, we had seen Myrtle Warren look terrified in front of the second floor girls bathroom. As Shadow let out a silent screech resulting in Myrtle to jump and look at us, I discretely saw the shadow form of Thanatos whisper something to Dahlia who approached Myrtle, the girl jumped when Dahlia grabbed her arm and her eyes widened as if recognizing her from somewhere else. "It will not happen again if you help us. He was being controlled when he did it and we made sure it will not happen. Follow Charlus, " she motioned her head to Charlus, "And he'll take you to where we meet up and we'll talk. Okay?" she said in a calming voice. Myrtle nodded now seeming calmer. Dahlia gives her adorable smile before walking back to us and grabbing my hand as we head to class.

            Later we had all met up and filled Tom and Abraxas in on the Myrtle situation. Tom had a guilty look in his eye, "Wait were you the one that did it?" Dorea questioned, Tom nodded but we all accepted it as we knew he had under the Imperious Curse by Dumbledore. We had been close to finishing dinner when Charlus and Myrtle made eye contact. He signaled to us that he was leaving and he walked out followed by Myrtle a few minutes later. Dahlia and I had finished and headed to the ROR, eventually followed by everyone else. 

            Once we all sat in the room we had explained the whole thing about how Dumbledore is not as good as people see him as. Dahlia had explained exactly what happened the night Myrtle had died. "So how is my death going to be prevented?" she asked after Dahlia explained to the rest of us that she had gotten emotional as her banshee side had peaked through like my Ghost Rider side had made an appearance with Walbitcha.

            "Well since two of us have a powerful Invisibility Cloak we would follow and behind you three and I can make Tom look like he's doing the Killing Curse like ordered but it was simply a stunning spell. Then disarm Dumblewhore and we'll figure out what to do afterwards," we all nodded in agreement to the plan as Myrtle fully relaxed and Tom said, "And I'm sorry about your death before," Myrtle waved her hand to make him stop, "You weren't in control of your body, I don't blame you," she said and in return we could all notice Tom had relaxed. "Is that Death?" Myrtle asked as she seen the dark shadow that Dahlia also seemed to be staring at. The shadow then formed into his younger human form, "Yes, but I go by Thanatos in this form", he told her. Thanatos turned to Dahlia, "Mistress I wanted to let you know it was decided Minerva McGonagall and Pomona Sprout will also gain memories and be like Myrtle. A friend not adopted into the line so she will age," he explained. I saw Myrtle seemed to accept the 'she's still going to age' thing just fine. "Would I be able to know if I at least die of old age?" she questioned. "Well that depends on how you define old age as I cannot give you an exact age" was the response. Myrtle thought about it "Older than one hundred", she said. "Then yes you will". She gave a big smile before nodding in acceptance. Before Thanatos disappeared he turned back to Dahlia, "I would recommend getting Armando Dippet involved, he's already suspicious of Dumbledore and if you, Luna, Tom, and Charlus, go up as the Hogwarts Heirs he has to listen to you four if you bring up a concern", he says before disappearing.

        We then made our way out of the ROR, Dahlia had frozen again (this time a woman with dark curly hair, blue eyes, and wearing a royal blue dress who seemed to know she could see her) which had reminded me to ask about earlier. In the Slytherin common room everyone had gone to there rooms as I pulled Dahlia aside. "You keep freezing and assuming seeing somebody we can't and looking like you can't believe what you're seeing. What's going on?" I softly questioned. Her eyes seemed to glow in the darkened room that was distracting me while she thought of how to word what she wanted to say, "I have a feeling I know who I'm seeing and it's a group. I have seen one of them twice briefly, but I saw to more today and the first one had seen me looking and I'm assuming told the others because the third was already looking at me like she was trying to find me." She explained.

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