Lady Mortem || Harry Potter Fanfiction

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"Scil?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Scilla immediately turned towards the voice. Standing behind her was Draco who looked at her unsure. He didn't know if he should approach her or not, considering his parents didn't say much, and he was sent to Zabini's residence for his safety.

However, before he could say anything else or try to approach her, Scilla dropped the book she was holding and sprint towards him. Draco was suddenly engulfed in a tight hug by the raven-haired girl. Scilla's shoulder was shaking, and Draco could hear sniffle coming from his sister. A sense of relieve immediately washed over him as every tense nerve finally relaxed and he hugged the girl as tight.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..."

Scilla kept apologizing to the Malfoy Heir. Draco laughed as a single tear fell down his face. He knew, of course he knew that it wasn't Scilla back then. Scilla would never hate him, angry at him, yes, but never hate him. But even if he knew, he couldn't deny that he was hurt by her words back then.

"It's okay. I'm okay. It wasn't your fault, it was Dumbledore. Don't cry." Draco comforted as he sways their bodies side to side. He was happy to have his sister back.

"I'm not crying." Scilla protested weakly.

"Alright alright, you're not crying." Draco laughed. Finally, those hellish days has ended.

Scilla suddenly pulled back and looked at Draco seriously, gripping both of his shoulders.

"You know I love you, right. I.. I could never hate you, Dray. You're my brother and will always be my brother."

"I know, Scil. I know."

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Knock Knock

"Marvie..."

Marvolo looked up and saw that Scilla popped her head between the slightly open door of Marvolo's study.

"Come in." He said.

Scilla came in and closed the door behind her. Marvolo sat at his desk, a thick book laid open and a quill in his hand. Scilla could see him writing something on that book. His complexion still too pale to be considered okay. A remnant of magic could still be felt as she stepped in.

'Marvie must've destroyed his office' Scilla thought.

Scilla walked towards him and spun his chair around. Marvolo, caught off guard, dropped his quill. Scilla held his face, looking at him seriously as if checking something.

"I knew it. You're magic is still too unstable. Going in to my memories is different from legilimency. Trying to bypass my protection magic is foolish. You are lucky I am your horcrux. Otherwise my protection magic will see you as an intruder and you'll have a very severe backlash. If you are anyone else, your own magic would've blown you up into pieces."

Holding both of his hand, Scilla cautiously moved and merged her own magic to slowly guide Marvolo's own to calm down. This kind of act is actually considered as both dangerous and intimate at the same time.

Merging magic is usually done by family member or partners, since it requires both party to fully trust the other. If the other person has the slightest bit of doubt or resistance, their magic will act out and ended up harming both.

Marvolo knew about this and didn't expect Scilla to trust him that much. While his magic is the volatile and offensive type, Scilla's magic felt like a calm ocean and a gentle breeze of wind. Her magic was so gentle that Marvolo didn't even realize how much it affected him. His previously chaotic magic gradually slow down and settled calmly under his skin. Even he himself, unknowingly relaxed even further into his chair.