"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
― Marilyn Monroe
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We took all of our things back to the Zabinis place, where packed suitcases were situated outside bedroom doors and backpacks were all set. I found the Zabinis liked to be fully prepared for everything a couple days before the actual event. So naturally, everyone was all packed up with three days of our holiday remaining.
I ended up having to finally get my other suitcase from home because of my books. With everything evenly distributed between the two bags, I wasn't in danger of being hit with any excessively heavy luggage.
"So, how was the trip?" Theseus Scamander grins at us. His own daughter had a couple of bags at her hip, from buying supplies.
"It was alright. Everyone got the supplies they needed." Aberforth replies, sending the Auror a polite smile. "Aberforth Dumbledore." My cousin replies, holding out a hand for his to shake. The Auror gives him a grin, and he shakes his hand.
"Theseus Scamander. Head of the Auror Office." He says proudly.
Gazing at the man, I grab Aberforth's arm. "Cousin. I need to speak to you." I whisper in his ear, and Aberforth smiles at me, ruffling my hair.
"It was nice meeting you." Aberforth smiles at Theseus, and the Auror nods in agreement.
"You as well." He admits, watching as we left the room.
I lead Aberforth outside and find that Tom had trailed after us curiously. I wave him over with a smile and the dark expression on his face eases as he strolls over.
Snapping my fingers, I enable a protective barrier around us, that stopped any prying ears from listening in.
"Aberforth. I had another vision. I was shaking Theseus's hand, and I saw a couple things." Aberforth instantly gazes at me, more alert and much more interested.
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𝐀 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞 ║Tom Riddle ✔ [EDITING]
Fanfic"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" He scoffs, black eyes emotionless. "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬." She was a girl born in the midst of a war. She was the forgotten child. The sister of the girl who sacrificed herself, saving the boy with...