Dangerous Endeavours

4 | Good Professor? Dark Professor?

It was difficult to navigate through the absence of light. Darkness shrouded whatever room I was in and I couldn't see even a foot in front of me. I outstretched my hands to help me navigate the puzzling area. My palms brushed again rough bricks, dusty surfaces, and even a few spiderwebs. I ripped my hands away at the silken feeling, wiping them on my clothes aggressively.

An old brick pillar was set ablaze in front of me, revealing some of my surroundings. I recognised this catacomb and bile formed in my throat. Painfully, I swallowed it back down and a lingering and searing sting was left behind.

Tragedy marked this catacomb and our hearts. After it, I never returned. My boots crunched against the sandy gravel as I walked towards the formidable archway.

The moment I stepped through it, my stomach tightened and I almost keeled over. Sebastian's angry, yet terrified voice zipped through the room, "I will not lose my sister!" I knew where I was and I knew what was going to happen.

I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I tried to stop it, but I couldn't. Not this time.

"Avada Kedavra!" The horrifying green light flashed out of Sebastian's wand. It wrapped around Solomon, capturing his heart and putting an end to its constant beating. Sebastian stood there, the wand falling out of his trembling palm as his uncle crumpled to the floor in a limp heap. I didn't recognise him that day and I don't think he even recognised himself.

There was immense regret and I felt it. Hell, I even saw it; the tears that brimmed his eyes and Anne who came busting in, looking sickly as ever. Clutching at her side as she turned the remaining Inferi into ash and slammed Sebastian into the farthest wall. I don't think she looked at Sebastian the same that day.

As I watched the events unfold before me, I clutched at my throat, swallowing back the tears. As I reached out for Sebastian, wanting to so desperately comfort him, I was flung back and slammed into a chair. A squeak erupted from me as I gripped the arms, nails carving into the wood.

A hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head back. I cried out in agony, my scalp beginning to sting in protest. Hovering over me was a pair of glowing purple eyes and a devilish smile.

"Boo." Professor Drake purred.

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"Y/N!" I felt a pillow hit me and I grunted, snatching the pile of feathers before sitting up. My eyes fell onto Imelda and I glared at her, throwing the pillow back. She didn't get the chance to catch it and it hit her in the face.

"So you can ride a broom but can't fucking catch." I snapped. I was aggravated and terrified. Terrified of my nightmare, aggravated by Imelda's pillow. However, I was grateful it pulled me back to the safety of the castle. "There's no need to get cranky with me." Imelda huffed, throwing her pillow on her mattress.

"I'm sorry." I sighed, rubbing my eyes.

"You were calling out for Anne, Sebastian, and a person named... Solomon? Who is that?"

I shook my head, "Don't worry about it."

"If you're loud enough to wake me up and nearly the whole dorm, I'm going to worry. What the hell is happening with you? You haven't been the same. Not since Fig, not since Sebastian left, not since... everything." She sat on the edge of her bed, arms crossed. Her eyes were glazed over with expectancy but I held my own.

"I'm okay."

No one could know what I did at that repository, no one could know anything. I hated that Imelda was suspicious of me and I couldn't have her opening her mouth about me going 'crazy'. She stared at me like I was some deranged stranger. Like I wasn't the girl who willingly challenged her on a broom and gave her some competition.