Madam Pince stared at us, due to the noise that Sherlock was making, but I ignored her, scared of what I knew my cousin would say next.
"Sherlock..." I said, surrounding us with a sound block, so that the librarian wouldn't tell him off for shouting. And I knew he would shout, why would he not? He was Sherlock. It was to be expected.
And sure enough...
"get over it, Hetty! I don't like it anymore than you do!"
"Sherlock.." But he was right. I had excepted the truth, but that didn't mean I had to like it. Who would, when they had seen what I had seen?
"..But I've learned to live with it! I had to!" Sherlock shouted.
My potions essay flew to the floor, as if the force of his words had made it hide. I almost wanted to hide too, hide from the truth, hide from what he was going to say next.
His next words hit me like a storm, hearing them come from his mouth for the first time since the start of second year. They reopened the old wounds, like a cursed blade.
"I'm blind, Henry!" Sherlock shouted, and then sobbed "I'm blind.."
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Turn Back Time (Potterlock)
Fanfiction"...I wish we could turn back time, to the good old days..." When Sherlock Holmes and his cousin Henry (Short for Henrietta) meet John Watson on the Hogwarts Express, they don't know the sheer amount of hidden secrets that will come to light. But no...
