The Fatal Enchantment

We're Meant For Each Other

                I was taking a quiet nap when the alarm went off. It was 10.30pm. Of course today was my last lesson with Barty, and then I didn't have to teach him anymore. Yeah. I went and took my hot shower, and washed my hair, drying it magically along with my body, and wore my . Then I met up with Barty at the school gates, and we mounted my Nimbus 2001. We flew right through the forest, in the dark night sky, by the twinkling stars and went on until we came to the Dark Forest. I bent forward, making my broom descend to the ground, and we stopped flying. Barty's hands, which were round my waist, moved away, and dismounted the broom, and so did I.
"So what is today's lesson?" he asked. His fake Moody demeneor was off, and he was in his real face now.
"We are doing our last lesson. The patronus charm" I said. "Alastor Moody has a patronus. Well not a corporeal one, but one none the less. If you attempt it in front of everyone as Alastor Moody, and get attacked by maggots, it'll rise suspicions of people." I said.
"So how is it done?" he asked.
"Simple, you just need to think of a happy memory, and chant the spell, expect patronum. Like this." I thought of my best memory – for some unknown reason it was the night I had kissed him. Thinking about it, I opened my eyes as I pointed my yew and rowan wand in the air. "Expecto Patronum" I said. A silvery white ghostly vixen erupted from my wand and pranced about the forest. It stood still as it looked at me.
"That must be a powerful memory." He said.
"It need not have happened, it can be something that makes you happy, or someone who makes you happy. It may also be an unfulfilled dream, yet to come true." I said. "It should just be pure happiness."
"Or I'll get attacked by maggots. But what use is it of?" he said.
"Well, you can fight dementors and lethifolds, create a powerful shield, and use it to become an animagus. It also helps to find out your lover or soulmate." I said.
"How come it helps to become an animagus" he asked.
"Well it brings out your soul animal. If it's a magical creature, then that. And it helps because that animal helps you to become the animal, or if it's a magical creature, it helps to become the animal fitting in that category. Now why don't you try the spell." I said. He rolled his eyes. "Close your eyes" I said closing his eye lids with my hand. I blushed as I found myself hovering over his lips. "Think about a happy memory. You've got it?" I asked.
"Yes" he said.

Barty's P.O.V.:-

Alexia closed my eyes, as I felt her near my lips, her chocolate, red wine and strawberry breath hitting my face. It was so seductive. Plus she smelt of sandalwood, black roses, red wine, dark chocolate, strawberry, vanilla, and coffee.
"Think about a happy memory." She said. I began to think of one. Nothing came from my childhood days. It was full of detesting and rejection and shame on behalf of my father. Until it came; to the Quidditch world cup of this year... The memories of her... of Alexia... When I first saw her while I attempted to run away after casting the dark mark in the night sky, how I saw her in her Gryffindor uniform, how I saw her help me teach the classes, her bathing in the cave, her transform herself from her vixen form, how feisty she got, how she teased me, our kiss in my office. I only saw her dark chocolate brown waist long hair, her chocolate brown orbs, her olive pallor skin, her pouted well sculpted lips. Her face......
"You've got it?" she asked.
"Yes" I said.
"Well then open your eyes and cast the spell." She said. I did as she told me and I pointed my black walnut wand in the air.
"Expecto Patronum" I said, as I feared to get attacked by maggots. Immediately though, a silvery ghost wisp of air erupted and began to form into some animal shape, as I concentrated on my memories. And then I saw a fox prance about the forest. Soon we were done, as I saw her staring at my patronus. She then took her broom and flew away leaving me here in the forest. I need to know why she behaved in such a peculiar manner.
Days past as I began to research in the library and came across books and began to read them. Then something caught my eye, as I read it in detail.

One can find their lovers or soulmates in form of their patronus. If the patronus of two people are different by play, flirt or chase each other, they are lovers. But if two people have the same patronus of same or different genders... they are more than lovers... they are soulmates... nothing can separate these two people from becoming one... not even dark magic...

I closed the book. So this is why she flew away. She had come to know I am her soulmate. And she is frightened that she is the soulmate of a death eater, and a supporter of the enemy of her twin brother. That she would betray her family. But as books and fate say, nothing can separate soulmates. The filthy blood traitor James Potter, was an unregistered animagus like Pettigrew. A stag, and his patronus was a stag too, and he married the mudblood Lily Potter nee Evans, whose patronus is a doe. They were soulmates. Alexia's animagus is a vixen and so is her patronus and mine is a fox. And just like Potter and Evans, we are meant to be with each other. And my soulmate is none other than a half-blood.