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*Anne and Eleazar above* Eleazar's pov
It was raining when I left the three broom sticks. Thank Merlin I had brought a coat. I poppy my collar as I looked into the rain, taking in information I had just been told. I glanced behind me to see if Abigale was still at the bar but she had already aparated away.
Sighing, I debated aparating back to the school, but when was the last time I just walked in the rain a bit.
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"I'm going to be honest, I thought the other Eleazar was the man directly related to this Ava. And thought he was on some... suicide mission with trying to kill Ava. So when I saw you next to the repository I was extremely shocked."
"'Cause I'm so good looking?"
Abigale didn't answer she just looked at me and let out a soft, disappointed sigh.
"Sorry. So... has Rookwood always had a daughter?"
"What does that mean?" She asked confused.
"I'm sorry I.. time traveler thing. My mum just never said anything ever about him have a daughter ever."
"He keeps me behind the lines usually." She took a sip of her drink and took a deep breath. "Something is happening.. for some reason, after I do something I have two sets of memories. One set where neither you or your... counterpart, are a part of it and one where you are there."
"We aren't supposed to be here," I mumbled softly. "Well I wasn't supposed to be seen. I'm just looking for ingredients for a potion. I didn't think I had to.. protect my mum again."
"Again?"
"When she was younger she would jump first and ask questions later. I think that's why my dad liked her so much."
"I've been watching your mum. For my father and Eleazar. She's a good kid,"
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As I walked down the cobblestone path i noticed some hugging their knees while they held their umbrella away from them and over something else.
As I walked up more the student dropped the umbrella and began using both her hands. It seemed like she was untying something. One more step closer and I realized it was my Mum.
"Come on now, calm down- no, if you'd stop squirming I'd be able to fix this." She sounded frustrated.
I picked up her umbrella and held it over her as I bent down next to her. She didn't jump like my mum usually would. It broke my heart slightly realizing it was from everything she'd been through.
"Oh, Mr Elliot," she said softly before turning back to what ever had attention. I glanced over her shoulder as I watched trying to untie a bowtruckle. It was caught on some fishing line.
