"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬"- Sarah J. Maas
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After the great hall watches the life of the golden era, another bright light appe...
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"Creepyyyy." says Sirius referring to the previous scene.
"It's not creepy, it's magic." says Lyra annoyed.
"Yeah, dark magic..." comments a random student.
"Magic is magic. There's no such thing as dark magic. And that was a fertility spell, Moron. Wonder who taught you that..." says Lyra irritated, glaring at Dumbledore.
INT. BEAUCHAMP HOUSE -- DINING ROOM -- NIGHT
By candlelight, Joanna fixes two glasses of Absinthe. She lights a sugar cube on fire and puts it in each glass. She hands a glass to Wendy. Wendy sips it, grateful.
"I know you've been angry at me these last hundred years..." says Wendy.
"Why would I be angry at you? You only killed my eldest daughter..." says Joanna sarcastically, still mad at her sister.
"She's a monster." says a Hufflepuff.
"Seriously, STOP assuming things. Not everything is as it seems." states Lyra, on the limit of her patience.
"Coglione!" murmurs Lyra (is Moron in Italian.)
"It was an accident. And besides, Ingrid was reborn..." defends Wendy, she still felt a little guilty.
"It's never the same. She's always a little bit different. And every time I lose them, it gets a little bit harder..." says Joanna with a sigh.
"Well, I'm here to make it up to you... When we were banished to this world, it was with a curse on our heads. Mine was nine lives. Freya, Lyra and Ingrid's were rebirth without memory, besides Lyra would always have to watch her husband die."
Someone pauses the screen. The hall is silent. All wifes clunched to their husbands.
"Is that true?" asks Bellatrix in a small voice, looking at Lyra who was still looking at the screen.
Lyra nods her head not looking at her mother, a tear falls from her eyes, making Lyra clean it quickly.
"Oh, sweetheart..." whispers Narcissa.
"It's okay though, I-I'm okay." Lyra curses herself for stuttering.
"No sweety, it's not." whispers Bellatrix pulling Lyra for a hug.
Rodolphus joins in the hug, and whispers to his daughter "Is okay to cry, it's okay."
That little gesture destroyed her walls quickly. The next thing you know, Lyra was sobbing in her mother's chest. Bellatrix and Rodolphus exchanged a sad look. Bellatrix had tears of her own seeing her daughter in so much pain. Her family was broken by that.
