Rough Diamond (The Poisonous Princess Book 3)

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A great golden phoenix was controlling Dumbledore's private staircase, I stopped in front of it and waited.

Strangely, the man came just a few minutes later from another hallway.

"Oh Isabella, are you early ? Or am I late to our appointment ?"

"I'm early but I can wait here."

"You didn't like your meal ? I enjoy spinach but I suppose it's not everyone's taste..."
He leant his head down and, from above his glasses, examined me intensively.

"I'm worried, so I couldn't eat. If I'm expelled can you just tell me now, sir ?" I begged.

"Oh no, where would you even go out there ? No, I just want to have a conversation with you. I think that we don't talk enough together."

This released a burden from my shoulders. Then I climbed the stairs more gladly after him and entered the office.

"So tell me, what happened ?"

"Hm I... foght with Pansy Parkinson...
Because she stole a dear object from me. And I made digitos abscisos spell. I was very upset but I know I shouldn't have done this."

"And about... was it a knife ?"

It sounded really bad when heard from Dumbledore's mouth.

"I had my family's dagger in my belongings and I threw it to her."

"Don't all of this sound really brutal to you ?"

"Yes sir."

"But now you regret, right ?" He asked.

I realised that... I did not. If I had to, I would do it again.

"I... I was angry and she actually do me wrong since a long time. I wanted her to stop annoying me."

"She received punishment too. Thief are not tolerated in Hogwarts. But you will have to make peace, since you share all your timeline. Why do you both scuffle ?"

"Well that's easy, since my first year she treats me like unworthy stranger. A nuisance. First she tested my blood type, by cutting my hand, and now that I'm with Draco she wants me out of her way. She wants me out of their circle."

"But their circle, as you say, is made of deatheaters families, why would you want to join this... You're not like your parents Isabella. Don't believe that you have no choice but to follow their path."

"You knew them, right ? My parents..."

A light lit up in his eyes as he had a sudden idea. He stepped toward a strange washbasin.

"This, is a pensieve. One can capture a thought or memory and pours them into this enchanted bowl. This way, one can examines them at leisure. It becomes easier to reminisce. Thus, we could spot key moments, patterns and links, to decrypt them."

He then opened a display cabinet full of small glass vials.
He poured one's containing into the bassin and told me to look inside.
The silver water first blurred my sight, then black ink seemed to flow down to transform into clear images. It was like falling inside of a book.

I finally discovered the face of my mother, first when she was married, I was a baby in her arms and could see my parents faces.
Then some moments of her youth.
The view changed to Hogwarts place, she was a young woman, a Slytherin. We heard unkind ditty sang by students of other houses : "Meanie is so bad ! Meanie never smiles !...". Her peers told her to let go : "Don't bother Minella, they're not worth it." But to fight back she did act as mean as the nickname by erasing one of rival's mouth.
The group of her friends laughed. Amongst then I even saw a young blond boy who was undoubtedly a Malfoy.
Later on, my parents and their mates, around their 20s, all formed a community at a ball. They were praising each other and exchanging courtesies.