Adventure Eight

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Abigale Rookwood above

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Abigale Rookwood above

Eleazar's pov

"I knew you'd come running back to me," Anne smirked as I walked into the library back in my time.

"Anne please," I sighed.

"Dad said I had to wait till you came to me,"

"Fuck, I gotta tell you about that too,"

Anne's eyes narrowed and her smirk dropped. "Dear Merlin, what did you do?"

I sighed and sat at the chair by her desk. "Well, younger Dad is smarter then we all thought cause he figured me out. I don't think he knows my name or anything, but he definitely knows I'm his kid."

"You called her Mum didn't you,"

"Almost!" I emphasized. "Almost called her mum. I thought I was pretty good at catching myself. And I also need help because someone took the Repository... and.." I hesitated. Should I tell her about it. This book that's going to end up being so important. Has she even started writing it?

"And?" She asked.

"A book of mine... that I quite like,"

"A book..." she repeated before shrugging, "alright, let's go,"

"Don't you need to let the school know?"

"Well there's a week break next week, and I'm sure we can get everything done in a week." She was so certain of herself. "I can just hide out in your room can't I?"

"My room? Get your own room,"

"Are you serious? It's not like you are bringing anybody home. You work in a bloody school." She huffed. "Let me just go tell Willa after work today and then I'll come meet you."

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When I got back to the school I realized I exited near the owl tower. Confused I looked around until I spotted who probably made me end up here.

Abigale was doing something with her wand. As I got closer I realized she was aiming at a puddle and was able to see into it. She was watching my parents as they were taking out some kind of camp. She swished her wand and the scene changed. It was my room. Empty of course. I was right here.

"Aw, are you looking for me?"

Abigale jumped, "fucking hell!" She splashed her hand in the puddle making the scene disappear.

"What spell is that?"

"Where were you?"

"Can you teach me that?"

"How were you missing for a week?"

"A week? I'm getting sloppy with my time traveling," I looked around and noticed it was considerably colder. Abigale was wearing a black heavy coat.

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