Bound By Blood.

ch.64~Separate.

"We were fucked from the very beginning. 

No amount of pressure will change that. 

However, that was always our favorite part."

Recovered Translated Correspondents Between Order Member Alexandra Brooks, to Death Eater Mattheo Riddle, 2004.

Undisclosed Location, 2003.

Alexandra.

A scream was the only thing that I could manage to let leave my lips as the hex missed him, and he made that snarky comment. 

"You missed."

And I couldn't see his smug face, but I knew he said it with a fucking smile on his face. 

Of course I missed. 

No matter how good my aim was, it was as if my wand wasn't designed to ever make contact with him. 

It would always bare slightly left, no matter how hard I pushed it right. 

As if my very mind, my own hands would betray me each time. 

So a scream, felt fitting, as he simply vanished out of the air in front of me. 

"Fuck! Fuck, fuck FUCK!" I repeated, pacing the dingy cave, practically ripping my own hair out. 

Just as I felt the tremors of pure anger settle deep within my chest, Ron and Dean burst into the cave like a whirlwind. Their faces were scrunched with concern, with worry. 

"What happened?!" Ron exclaimed, rushing toward me, his freckled face paler than normal. "Are you hurt?"

I turned to him, trembling with anger, my heart racing. 

"The Horcrux is gone!" I screamed.

Dean stepped forward, his eyes wide with alarm. "How do you know? It could just be hiding—"

"Because I know!" I shouted, cutting him off. 

I was on the brink of fury, and every nerve in my body felt like it had been electrified. I could feel their eyes on me, questioning—even a bit condescending. "Just trust me!"

Ron opened his mouth to say something, but I didn't let him. My mind was racing, mounting anxiety threatening to claw its way up my throat. "Just trust me!"

Their concern morphed into confusion, but deep down, I could see the flickers of doubt. 

They didn't get it. 

They could never get it. 

"Did you run into anyone?" Dean pressed. 

"No," I answered almost too quickly, "But Harry told me exactly where it'd be. It's not here. Its been moved." I lied. 

It would always be a lie. 

"Its alright, Alex. We'll figure it out." Ron half smiled, "Its not your fault its gone."

"Let's just go back to the Safe House," Dean suggested, uncertainty lacing his voice. 

I could feel his hesitance, like a weight in the air, but I nodded. 

I didn't care what they thought. 

I just wanted to escape this cave that felt more like a prison every second I spent in it.