Toxic Love

An Unexpected Surprise

After I made the horcrux, I felt like I couldn't wear it anymore. It was part of me that could be destroyed, and I didn't know how easily someone could do that.

I went to Gringotts and put it in my safe. My parents had started 2 safes in their marriage, both were opened on the same day, one was for me and the other was for Evan.

They'd put money in both accounts for every holiday they could think of: Christmas, our birthday, Easter, New Years, even St. Patrick's day.

They'd also put money in for every year we completed at Hogwarts and double if we passed all our exams with an Exceeds Expectations or better.

By the time Evan and I graduated we were both rich.

I did however forget to tell Tom about my plan to hide my horcrux, and he noticed immediately.

"Where's your necklace?" Tom asked

"Oh, I put it in my vault at Gringotts, I thought it'd be safer there." I replied

"You have a vault?"

"Yes? I figured Ev told you, we both have one. Mum and dad opened them the week we were born. They put money in both vaults for every holiday they could think of, we got more when we started at Hogwarts. They gave us money for every year we passed at school, and we got double the money if we got and 'E' or higher on our exams."

"And how much did that add up to?"

"Ummm do you want that in Muggle money or in Galleons?"

"I don't care, I'm just curious"

"Well, by the graduation I had approximately 300,000,000 galleons and Ev had roughly the same amount. If we convert that to Euros I think that's roughly 1.76 Billion? I'm pretty sure the only person who currently has more than I do is Brax."

"Wow.... I'm not surprised he has more money though"

At this point Brax had stopped knocking and just walked into our apartment.

"Who has more money?" Brax asked

"Apparently you, you lucky bastard. Over there living in the lap of luxury, born with a silver spoon in your damned mouth, and spoon fed your entire life, getting everything you've ever wanted." Tom retorted

"Not everything" Brax replied, looking in my general direction

"Brax, stop" I stated, I had my back turned to both of them, I was still doing dishes from that mornings breakfast.

"Fine, but he knows I'm right"

"I SAID STOP!" I yelled, I broke the plate in my hand. It wasn't until a minute later I found out it'd cut my hand open.

When I turned around Tom was fighting back a smirk, but Brax looked shocked.

I'd never really yelled much growing up, and I'd definitely never yelled him more than a handful of times in our entire lives.

Tom looked down at the floor, his eyes drawn to the sudden color change on the floor, my eyes were still locked on Brax.

"Shit" Tom muttered, walking into the bathroom and grabbing a towel.

"Here"

When he tried handing me the towel I looked at him with a confused expression on my face.

"You cut your hand"

I looked down at my hand, quickly grabbing the towel and wrapping it around my palm before heading towards the bathroom.

"She has anger issues lately...." Brax whispered under his breath