8. The Niffler's Treasure

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Warning:
This chapter deals with sensitive topics such as depression and suicide. (the act is not committed or described. Only mentioned.) Please be aware of this.

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-Alunir
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I was thankful we got more information from peeves before the weekend.

It gave us ample time to figure out what the Niffler's had.

I sat in the common room waiting for Ominis and Sebastian, thinking over the pieces of the puzzle. If we got the wand then what? Do we destroy it? Could we destroy it? Or perhaps do we turn it into the ministry for safe keeping?

They probably would loose it at some point to be honest.

I wanted to secure the safety of it forever. Not just temporality. Not just during my lifetime.

I could feel our situation weighing heavily on me.

The more I thought about it the more I felt a sort of pit in my stomach. The more I wondered if maybe everyone would be safer with the magic gone forever.

Me gone forever.

Ugly thoughts. I'd never had these before.

My friends would be better off.

Sebastian maybe wouldn't have killed his uncle. Anne and Ominis wouldn't have to carry the secret to keep him out of Azkaban.

Professor fig would still be alive.

Lodgok too.

My body felt heavy. Cold.

If I can't protect my friends and everyone here, i may have to consider the possibility of vanquishing this magic from existence, by my own hand.

" Lowell." A voice suddenly paused the thoughts. I felt like I was in a dream and just pulled back into reality. Almost like whiplash.

I looked up to see Imelda Reyes standing before me in front of the fire.

" Imelda..." I greeted with a half smile. She's the last person I want to speak to right now.

" I've come to give you one warning." She smiled.

I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms. " A warning...?" I murmured. " Do you really think I'm someone you should fare any sort of warning to?" I scoffed.

" Your courage could be your downfall." She giggled. " Don't get over-confident just because of last year. We both know defeating that evil goblin was luck. Not skill" she spat.

I narrowed my eyes. She was right. I felt the same way. But her disregard for the event like I was just showing off, angered me.

" And if it was?" I asked. " I don't want to talk about last year with you. A person like you would never understand. Now out with it. What's this ' warning?' You've come to annoy me about?"

" Sebastian is off limits." She said with narrowed eyes.

I laughed. " He's my friend, Imelda. If you don't want him to be my friend how about you tell him that. Tell him to stop talking to me." I chuckled. " I dare you."

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