𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑵 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑳 [ᕼᑭ ᙭ ᑭᒍO]

XIV || "You broke the Promise."

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"Dumbledore loves partiality"

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They made their way out towards the hospital wing.

Neither of them spoke the entire way. Dumbledore could feel the anger coming from the younger girl. He was no fool when it comes to reading people but the brown eyed girl, he wasn't able to read her.

He occasionally glanced at her only to find her eyes glued to Harry's form as if scared that Dumbledore will drop him.

Lilith had nothing against the older man but just like Snape , he also put her to edge. He would always stare at her and try to invade her mind.

He always tried to get in her head but her mind was protected against all. Not even gods were able to get inside her head, so they usually choosed to pay her a visit with the help of her cousin Morpheus.

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They reached the hospital wing and she saw Ron lying on one of the bed. Lilith was perfectly unharmed so was Terry and Hermione. But the other two boys were injured.

Dumbledore put Harry at the bed nearest to Ron and Lilith sat at the end of it.

Terry came towards her and crouched at the ground holding her hand, "are you okay? What happened there?"

"I am fine. I distracted Quirrell while Harry's touch burned him. Voldemort was stick at the back of his head." She replied still looking at Harry.

Hermione began to speak something but Lilith interrupted her, "you all broke the promise."

Hermione looked at Terry for help but he looked away.

"Lils-"

"Save it Hermione. I don't need explanations from you. It was Harry who made the promise." she left after saying that.

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It was the last day, they made their way towards the great hall. Harry had woken and he was desperately trying to find Lilith. He asked Hermione and Ron what happened and they told him she was disappointed.

Terry didn't helped him a bit. He was neutral.

"Lils is disappointed. You hurted her Harry. The promise was for your safety only."

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Lilith and Terry sat at their usual spot at their table. The Slytherins banners were everywhere. They had the highest points.

Dumbledore said in a magnified voice,

"Another year gone. And now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding. And the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor with 312 points.-" the lions looked disappointed.