On the run from her own mistakes, the headstrong vampire Lux Erzsebet has been drawn out of her seclusion through a promise from Albus Dumbledore. He dangles before her an offer of safety and freedom from the dangerous vampires who seek vengeance on...
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Don't you dare seduce me I can see all your tricks I'm gonna take away All the spotlight from you It's the price for your actions Yeah I'm bad, curse me But I'm going to do Whatever I like
— "Devil", CLC (English Translation)
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September 4th, 1977 ✦ Hogwarts
Lily Evans had to have been the most beautiful girl that Lux had ever met, and she'd met some stunning women throughout her eternal life. Back in the Coven, Adelais, Mathilde and Euphraxia had all been gorgeous, despite their curse to never see their own reflection. They had their own unique distinguishing features that separated themselves from each other, making it impossible to mix them up. And of course, there had been the victims too, the beautiful women from all sorts of backgrounds that spent their time partying away in the British nightlife. Lux lured them in with kind words and peasantries and promises of friendship, only to suck their life out through the veins in their neck.
There was something about Lily Evans that stood above them all. Something Lux didn't deserve.
Because Lily was kind, and Lux was a hypocrite. She was the type of person who tore out the necks of loved ones and feasted on their bloody corpses, then cried when it happened to her. Elias, she'd had it coming. She'd done the same to faceless strangers, why should she have faulted Philip for doing the same?
(Maybe it had something to do with the forty lashings riddled on her back like a poorly kept tally marker).
But even so, that didn't make her own actions from her life in the Coven any less deplorable. More so, perhaps, that she only saw the cruelty in it when they were turned back onto her.
Selfish. That was what she was, she determined as she mulled over the topic in her mind, nails digging into the parchment her hand rested atop.
"Be careful with that. You'll rip it," Remus snapped from next to her, jerking her out of her thoughts. A place she decides was equally as unpleasant as her company, the boy she was now forced to sit by as they mulled over their essay one final time before turning it in at the end of class.
