Four from the first generation. Four from the second generation.
Eight people with different views and beliefs.
Eight people believed in themselves for an exciting journey.
Can't believe it took me around four years to complete and edit this.
Or...
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3 hrs. after the 'defeat' of Malivore
Hope groaned. Her body was aching and the one who was shaking her was helping the pain. Her head hurts like she was hit by something hard.
Hope slowly stood from where she was sitting. She was still wearing her bag, so she fishes it for the bottle of blood. In no time she was back to her full form, a little tired from the excessive usage of magic. She looked at the place where Malivore pit was. Not even a trace of it.
"Guess your death was always written in my destiny." She said with a smirk. It is time to head home.
Hope was the one who arranged a gathering in the Mikaelsons house. Rebekah was the co-host who wanted to announce that she will get married in a month. She doesn't know what happened. But all of a sudden, she was scared of death. And that made her realize that she doesn't want to waste any more time.
Nikol and Tom were the last to arrive with Lizzie. Three of them deep in thoughts.
"Is anyone else of you getting the feeling that we are missing something?" Nikol asked. Looking at each other they shook their heads. "Why? is everything okay? Did someone jump into the pit?" Hope asked concerned. "I don't know. Not only the three of us. But there are many others with the complains." Lizzie decided that it is a wizard thing.
After the get together Nikol was still feeling down. For the first time he didn't feel home with his family. It was time for classes so Nikol flooed to Albus's office. Now the proud headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus has given him the permission to use the flooplace.
He was already running late, so giving a short greeting to Albus he rushed to his class.
Thankfully it was empty with only Riddle. Riddle is a professor who was employed with Nikol. Being a closed person Riddle doesn't have a good relationship with anyone in the building. Even if he was a student there once. Nikol is the only one who he tolerates maybe because Nikol wouldn't leave him alone.
"You look pale. Are you okay?" Riddle asked worried. "Yes. I just get tired easily." Nikol plopped to the chair. "Huh. Maybe even if you look young, old age is affecting you." Riddle said in a mocking way. "Maybe. Or maybe, I need to kill someone to release the unknown pant up anger." Riddle has stopped taking the things he says seriously.
"I think I will retire soon." Nikol said. "I am planning to retire in eight to nine years. I am thinking about traveling the world." Riddle shared his plan. "What about you? What will you do after retirement." Riddle asked.
"Don't know. maybe settling down. It's like there is a voice in my head. It is screaming at me to start a life. Start new." Nikol shared. "By settling down you mean getting married?" Riddle asked curiously.
