Unwritten Destiny | Drarry

Chapter 9

I had the vision only after my cousin entered the bathroom, could that mean something? The vision usually shows the most probable future, the present should have keys to why this would most likely happen. I just had to think a little.

I wondered if it was because the game was ending. We could have opted to just wait by our family at the entrance, since we were closer to the entrance. It would be something that I would think about it. But did we got lost in the multitude? Everyone would be leaving at the same time, it would be easy to get lost.

If I saw that beforehand, I would probably have told my family right away about the visions and asked then for us to leave. Often, I chose to keep them to myself, waiting for a better opportunity to act, to change the course of events without causing unnecessary panic. It was a delicate balance, deciding when to intervene and when to remain silent. The weight of the vision pressing heavily on my shoulders, I couldn't help but reflect on my approach to these glimpses of the future.

But now, as the image of my cousin's fearful face lingered in my mind, I began to question my choices. Was it wise to hold back, to wait for the perfect moment? The memory of another vision resurfaced: Theo attacked by his own father. I had hesitated then, too, convincing myself that there would be a better time to act, that I could prevent the tragedy without revealing the vision.

My friend's haunted me, a constant reminder of the consequences of my inaction. I wondered if my reluctance to share these visions stemmed from a deeper fear of causing harm rather than preventing it, of bearing the responsibility of altering someone's fate.

But could I live with the regret of doing nothing? Could I stand by and watch as those I cared about suffered, simply because I was afraid to act? The answer was becoming painfully clear. I couldn't afford to wait any longer.

Maybe I should leave before the game ended, go back to our tent as fast as I could. But explaining it to my cousin was not easy, he kept insisting that he wanted to see the end of the game. Maybe, this was the time of telling the truth.

"Ollie, do you know about my ability?" I asked.

"Yes" he answered. "Mom and dad told me you had a unique ability of seeing the future" he continued. "By the way, you know your got white when you bumped into that guy right? Did you have a vision?"

"What? Did it become white? Why nobody told me before?" I asked confused deviating from the topic.

"Because you're practically running, so up ahead of us." Ollie complained. "You clearly didn't want to talk about it, it was clear for all of us" he continued annoyed. ""Seriously, you don't need to handle everything alone, you know that right?"

I had always prided myself on my independence, my ability to handle anything life threw my way without needing to rely on anyone else. It was a badge of honor I wore with quiet confidence, a shield that protected me from vulnerability. Despite being clearly spoiled, as both my parents always gave me everything that I wanted to, they were mostly busy often, frequently I spent time alone having to deal with my stuff.

But as I stood there, looking at the mess that had become my life, I realized something. Probably it all started with my death eater future, I couldn't deal with that future all by myself, but it was easy to call for my godfather and mother help. It was not the same for the rest of my family and friends, almost like I had a blockage impeding me to tell them everything and ask for help.

Then, there it was this kid offering me help and giving me a life lesson in such a direct manner. "You don't need to handle everything alone," he said with a gentle voice yet firm. I wanted to brush it off, to insist that I was fine, that I didn't need anyone. But the words stuck with me, echoing in my mind.