23. The dream of three

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After the holidays, Hogwarts buzzed with the return of students, their excited chatter filling the halls with renewed energy. The winter chill hung in the air, and the castle seemed to come alive with stories of holiday adventures. As I made my way through the crowd, I spotted Iris and Rose near the entrance hall and a wide grin spread across my face.

"Iris! Rose!" I called out, hurrying toward them.

"Adrian!" Rose beamed, pulling me into a warm hug. "It's so good to see you again. How was your break?"

"Lonely but I needed the time to think" I admitted, glancing at Iris. "How about you two?"

Iris's smile was subdued, her eyes darting toward the train station. "It was fine but something feels off with Abraxas since we got back. He's been distant and I can't shake the feeling that something is wrong."

Concern flickered across Rose's face. "Actually, there's something we need to talk about. I had a dream about Abraxas and his gang?"

My heart skipped a beat as I locked eyes with Iris, her expression mirroring my own shock. "I did too!" Iris and I said at one time.

Rose nodded in shock. "You're telling me that the three of us had the same dream? "

We sat down in the courtyard, the chilly breeze sending shivers through the air. Iris began recounting the dream. "I saw Abraxas... he was with Tom Riddle and some others. They were all wearing dark robes and Abraxas looked like he didn't want to be there but he bowed down to Riddle anyway. They were holding these strange boxes with 'K.W.' engraved on them."

My heart pounded as she spoke. I gasped, cutting in, "Yes! And there was this heavy tension in the air, like something dangerous was happening. It felt real, too real."

Rose finished the thought, her voice trembling. "And just before the dream ended, Riddle smiled in this... terrifying way. Whatever they're involved in, it's dark and it feels like it's pulling Abraxas in."

The three of us sat there, stunned into silence. The weight of the shared dream pressed down on us, a sign that something far more sinister was lurking beneath the surface.

"What do we do now?" Iris whispered, fear clear in her eyes.

"We have to find out what 'K.W.' means," I said resolutely. "And we have to figure out how to help Abraxas before it's too late."


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