Falling For The Right One, A Hogwarts Fanfic Love Story

Struggling With Fate

*Alicia POV*

I sat in the very back of the leaky cauldren, the booth hid me in the darkness.
Every part of me desired to rip the jewels and the gown into shreds wanting to drive out the events of the Gala out of my mind forever.
Instead I was hovering over a shot glass with fire whiskey in it.
My finger slowly tracing the rim over and over again with my finger. I could almost taste the spiced amber elixir on my tongue.
I could erase this day from my memory so easily, I could forget how instead of our courtship continuing I put a pause in it over my own insecurities.  I was so good at self sabatoging myself, but how could I compare to the history they share.
I was a mess of a person barely glued together, and entirely selfish I hurt him over and over again. I wasn't good for him but I knew Anne was,
She was the one who stood by him and the first to show him what love is.
She broke his heart hoping that it wouldn't shred to pieces like it would if he still loved her when she passed.
Ominis would always matter the most to her out of everyone,
He would always be her first priority.
He deserved her love the kind that heals, not the love I offer that burns everything in it's path.

I swallowed back the tears that wanted to fall freely from my eyes. My eyes peered at the shot glass I was so very tempted to empty the glass and get lost in the euphoria it causes.
As my hand reached the glass, it was quickly taken from me and the man who took it drank it before I could even begin to protest.
"A little birdy told me you had a drinking problem, so I felt it was my honorably duty to keep you on the wagon.
His deep voice reverberated through me it was the man I had met earlier. Xavior Black, as I looked into his eyes sympathy flickered through them. I wanted to gauffaw none in his family could ever be sympathetic.
So how did the most beautiful woman at the ball end up tucked into this dirty booth,
staring at shot glass?"
My anger rose at his words, I wanted to box him between the ears, it was none of his business or her concern to keep me off the deepend. That had always been something only Ominis had done for me.
"Are you not a man? I didn't think men wasted their time on silly little rumors about girls much younger than them. But the male sex never ceases to astound me on how low they can equivically go." Laughter erupted from him as he took a seat across from me.
"You seem to have forgotten Alicia Evermore that you are no normal woman. 
It's not every day a girl takes down a whole goblin rebellion,
And somehow only seems to be growing stronger. Many people have interest in you so even the most silly little school girl rumor gets ate up around here."

"You know I had hoped that maybe just maybe there was one redeeming person in your family. But now meeting you I have realised that there is no hope for your family."
"Woah temper temper, I do admit I like a woman who has a wit about her, but let's have a truce I only came over to keep you from making a bad decision, and for some reason I am greatly bothered over you. I couldn't keep myself from checking on you after seeing you looking as if you were going to break into pieces."
I was utterly stunned,
I wanted to dislike him he was Saraphinas brother and he couldn't be that much different from her. I wanted nothing to do with that family.
But I couldn't he was interesting,
And I wanted to know more and see if he could really be a member of The Pure.
"Question for you Xavior Black,
In order to gain something that you have saught paintstickingly for so long is now in the grasp of your hands. But in order to finally grasp onto it you had to take someone elses magic, what would you do?"
He continplated his brow furrowed and he slightly bit his lower lip.
"Honestly this is a lot harder to answer than I thought it would be, yes my family has a well deserved reputation. To being ruthless and uncaring and showing no remorse, we do whatever it takes to keep our family safe.
But stripping the magic from someone is crossing the line for me. Taking away someones identity is far worse than any physical pain."
He ran his hand through his hair disheveling it a little, his blue eyes remained focused on me it almost felt he was seeing all of my layers as if they had opened up like flowers to the sun.
"Thank you for the conversation  as much as I first disliked it innitially it was nice." I pushed a few gallions onto the table and apparated back to my loft.
I took all of the outfit off placing the jewelry back into the boxes before throwing the dress into the hallway knowing someone else in the hostel would take it.
My mind was reeling from everything, sitting down on the couch I sighed wishing I could just see the future.
I couldn't help but begin to wonder if Arrow had darker intents than what he was protraying, if Xavior wouldn't cross that line even with the badly earned reputation he currently holds. It made me rethink the trials with Arrow.
But Xavior could well be lying about not crossing lines that shouldn't be crossed.
I groaned my head was heavy with thought and exhaustion, I knew I needed to figure out on who to trust. I needed to learn how to control my magic before I killed someone undeserving by accident.