Chapter 16-Vanishing failure

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Me and Draco entered the room of requirement, walking amongst the 'room of hidden things', a variety of so many different artefacts being stored here. It was Draco's task to fix the cabinet as soon as he could, but the vanishing cabinet would be had to fix as the cabinets are famously hard to fix. I asked how he had found out about it and told me how a boy named Graham Montage had found out about the vanishing cabinet after being shoved into it by the Weasley twins. I made note to thank the twins when I saw them.

Not many knew that about the cabinet's magic which I found highly amusing since Dumbledore is left unaware of an object so powerful in his school. Draco had the task of fixing this as part of his initiation into the death eaters, at least the closed circle. We had been told that if one cabinet I broken, if anyone where to attempt to enter, they would become stuck in a kind of limbo. I would help Draco when I could, but I had been told that this was a task for Draco only, no matter how long it took. I was a little disappointed, but I suppose he needed to prove himself and I could see the determined glint in his eyes, so I know I would leave him to it, even if I was immensely more powerful than him. We would have to be patient, extremely patient but we both knew it would be worth it in the end.

I was tempted to knock the apple out of Draco's hand, the repeated slapping noise was annoying, but I suddenly stopped. He turned to me, but I wasn't looking at him. Instead, I was looking at what I knew was the cabinet under the red silk blanket. I jerked my head towards it and Draco stepped forward, removing the blanket, revealing the vanishing cabinet. It was a powerful kind of magic, much like apparition but I was told without the side effect of feeling like you've been sucked through a straw. Though the magic was powerful, I could tell it wasn't quite right. Broken, hence why Draco had been given the task of fixing it and we both knew that without my helping hand, it would take at least the school year but that would be fine considering it gives us plenty of time to prepare and begin putting our plans into actions.

"Ok Draco, remember the incantation?" He glanced at me before staring at the cabinet. "Harmonia Nectere Passus, right?" I smiled and replied, "Oh good, you aren't as stupid as you look." He sent an unheated glare my way before raising his wand and saying the incantation. It irritated me that it would potentially take nearly a year before I could see Bella in person again due to the immense about of patience and skill the cabinet requires to be fixed but I had been given explicit instructions not to interfere with Draco fixing the cabinet. They didn't say anything about giving him a Liquid Luck potion though. I had slipped it into Draco's drink when I had walked pass his table earlier, Pansy had distracted him for me, everyone else was too busy focusing on their food or friends to notice and Dumbledore was too focused on Harry to notice.

I felt a tug against my magic and left Draco to focus on fixing the cupboard. I heard a whispering that grew louder the closer I got to the unknown source. 'You are powerful. Worthy to use us.' I came across a crown, silver with a blue oval sapphire embedded in the centre of the crown. I tried to place where I had seen it before, and the realisation struck that this was Rowena Ravenclaw's Diadem. I knew that Tom had separated his soul into different objects but to find out that it was one of the relics belonging to the infamous Rowena Ravenclaw was amusing and a twisted sense of humour. The dark magic was being released off it in waves, causing my magic to react to it. I knew Tom's soul has been embedded in the object though I was confused to why it was calling me. I was broken out of my slight infatuation with the Diadem when Draco called my name. "On my way." I sensed that it had no protection so I quickly put some protection charms on it that could not be easily broken and turned toward Draco, ignoring the magic that seemed to be calling to me. I will have to talk to Lucian about this.


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