Will two enemies ever put aside their differences and solve the mystery plaguing Hogwarts, and perhaps, the one in their hearts? Only time will tell.
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"We crashed and we burned. Now I just can't go where you don't go." —Ariana Grande
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♥ warning: contains explicit adult content (long chapter, I'll place a bookmark for you)
37 | Godric's Hollow
Belle's Perspective
It was Christmas Eve. The snow was falling outside, blanketing Godric's Hollow in white, and the hearth was crackling inside the music room, emitting a golden glow that reflected on the walls and the shiny surface of the black piano situated in the middle of the carpeted floor. I'd enchanted it to play soft Christmas carols. And on top, off the side of the piano, was my family's photograph, all thanks to Sebastian. Such a perfect scene for a perfect Christmas evening welcome.
But I did not feel it. I was home for the holidays, and yet, I couldn't help the drowning sorrow embedded into my heart like a poisoned dagger left there since the last day of school.
Since the last Christmas I spent with my whole family, actually.
This place was a home, but it did not feel like home to me.
It was a big mansion, one I shouldn't be taking for granted. But its vacancy reflected the ghost town living in my heart, something I have felt ever since the night my family left this world.
I was grateful for Mia's company, and of course, the other maids and butler she hired since we moved here. But I'd insisted they go on holidays and visit family, so, this house was even emptier now.
Was I so selfish to want more company? Even when they were all here?
I fiddled with my mother's ring, which I wore on my middle finger because it was too big. I'd only ever worn this around the house because I didn't want to accidentally lose it when I was outside. It wasn't exactly her wedding ring, but more like a promise ring from my father. There was a dainty amethyst in the middle and two small pearls on the side.
A sudden shiver crawled up my spine. I nuzzled my nose into Sebastian's scarf, which I'd been wearing all day around the house for extra comfort. It was the only way I could feel his presence for the past week because he'd been busy spending time with Anne and Ominis, so I couldn't fault him for that.
We still exchanged letters at night, but briefly. I never wanted to seem clingy, so I never asked what else he was doing. He'd tell me when he wanted to, and if it was relevant. I was sure of it.
