You and I? Impossible

Behind the mirror

Whoever gives something great does not find gratitude, because whoever receives it already has too much weight in accepting it.

Friedrich Nietzsche.

They walked towards the library in complete silence.

They went through the door.

Kaytlyn sighed.

Though it reminded her of where she had been locked up, she considered it her true home, what had given her life.

-Shall we sit down?- she asked the girl, pointing to the table where Harry and Ron were sitting.

But the girl was already hiding among the shelves.

- We are waiting for you-

After a few minutes, she re-emerged from behind a dusty door, with a large volume under her arm.

She set it down on the table, taking a seat next to Ron.

- Kay, you have the wrong volume of " Unraveling the Future ", we use the third, not the fifth-

answered Hermione with a motherly and pedantic attitude.

Kaytlyn shook her head.

- I stopped using the fifth yearbooks for months-

- What are you talking about? Have you forgotten all the books we use?" said Ron laughing

- I mean that I have finished all the program of the fifth and sixth years -

Hermione looked at her in shock and concern.

- Are you sure? That's more than 35 books! The sixth manual of spells alone is 500 pages.

One drop, one after the other, ready to overflow the vase.

- What's up? Do you think I'm so stupid that I can't do this? Do you define someone's capabilities solely by silly evaluations?

Or does it just annoy you that someone might know more than you?

Are you afraid of not being the best?-

Enraged, she grabbed the volume and left the room, eyeing the curly-haired in disgust.

No one replied Hermione made to rush after the girl, but Harry stopped her.

-Leave her alone-

- But she has been for too long! -

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she rushed towards the stairs of the entrance, continuing to grind her teeth.

From above, Dumbledore watched her discreetly.

The time for confrontation had come.

He walked over to her at a slow pace.

- Miss Graves-

He looked up at the principal, immediately closing the book.

- Yes, professor?-

- Could I steal a few minutes of your time?-

-Certainly -

- Follow me-

When they approached the entrance to the study she was pleasantly surprised at the sight of all those strange objects.

She had never been there, either for good or for bad.

-Sit down-

She looked down at the man, speaking to his eyes.