How I ended up (Forgotten Mistake by BtsPeace)

Chapter 10 - His butler, Leaving

24/12/2023 - brief editing taken place

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Ciel shook hands with Mycroft before the man left. When he was finally alone long enough he banged his head on the coffee table softly, trying not to do himself too much damage. "My lord. Just what do you think you are doing?" Sebastian enquired as he stepped into the room, eyebrows furrowed. Ciel lifted his head off the table and smiled innocently at his butler, "Nothing that you need not concern yourself with, Sebastian. Now, do you bring news of the information that I told you to collect?"

Sebastian smirked, eyes gleaming in mischief. "Of course my lord. When do I ever disappoint?" Ciel huffed impatiently, "hurry up with it then." He replied with a dismissive wave of his hand.

"When I was completing the task you set me, they or more specifically Dumbledore and James Potter were engaged in very quiet conversation over what to do about Voldemort. Lord Potter seemed very adamant that they send out a team to try to take back the Horcruxes. Dumbledore, however, was less enthusiastic." Sebastian mulled over his last sentence tilting his head slightly. Ciel smirked, "perhaps our little talk with the old coot worked, however, I am concerned about Potter."

Sebastian nodded, "I believed that you might be. Is there anything that you would like me to do about that, my lord?" He questioned. Ciel shook his head, "no, not for the moment. I want to see how this will play out."

"As you wish." Ciel waved his hand and Sebastian vanished from sight, leaving him alone with his thoughts. Ciel knew of his real parents, of course; the way that they had treated him because of a sentence some old coot had said before shipping him off to his Aunt and Uncle's House. But Harry Potter was dead and had been for a long time now. It was only Ciel Phantomhive who survived the fall. He couldn't help but smirk at that thought, 'If only the light hadn't fucked up so badly.'

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Dinner soon came around and Ciel felt himself dreading this moment, thankfully it would be the last ever... Hopefully. Somehow he didn't believe that Dumbledore would go down without a fight, he had only put him off for now.

He had asked Sebastian to keep paracetamol on him at all times throughout the night, he never knew when he might need it these days. He straightened his collar before leaving his room for dinner, preparing for the gruelling torture that would ensue.

When he arrived, he couldn't help but be slightly shocked at the fact that some of his guests were already present, waiting. They stood from their seats when Ciel arrived. "Ciel, we want to say that we want nothing more to do with the war, we'll swear to it." Ciel aknowledged the ginger twins, standing behind their chairs. He turned to the Black lord and his wolfish partner. "Is this what you wish as well? Sirius, Remus." Both of the men looked at each other and then at Ciel, "Yes Ciel, that is what we wish for."

Ciel thought, then nodded. "See me after dinner at 7:30 pm in my study, we will discuss this further then, right now, lets enjoy the peace before the roudiness begins." The four people quietly laughed at that as the took their designated seats, awaiting for the rest of the order to arrive and join them.

They appeared almost 5 minutes later and Ciel watched as they came in for dinner, "Did you get lost? I was just about to send the maids up after you, although I thought you might have known the place by now." He commented nonchalantly. He saw James simmer with anger and looked down at his food which was now turning cold to hide a smirk. "Not at all, my dear boy. We were simply talking and lost track of time." Dumbledore replied smiling warmly at him. Ciel's eyes burned with anger. "How many times do I have to tell you Dumbledore, my name is Ciel and I am not your 'dear boy'."

Dumbledore's expression faltered, "I..I apologise Ciel, I didn't mean to offend you." Ciel sniffed, giving Dumbledore a disdainful look. "Next time, be sure you don't." In that moment the room had turned an icy cold, even Sebastian who was standing behind Ciel could feel it, and let a shiver run through his body. "You must excuse me, I have much work to catch up on and my dinner has gone cold." Ciel stood from hissed and Sebastian followed him out. The youngest male ginger brat practically shouted, "Can you believe the audacity of that child. Acting like he's the boss. He's no older than us! He should-" Ciel stopped as he reached the door, with a click of his fingers, a silencing charm took hold of Ronald. "Surely your mother taught you that it was rude to talk about your host badly, especially within earshot blood traitor." Ciel hissed, turning himself around. "This will be your final warning to everyone. Disrespect me and you will face dire consequences, that is a promise." Ciel grinned, a twinkle of hysteria present in his eyes before he walked out the dining room door which Sebastian closed after him.