"Tell me THE TRUTH!"
Valentine Dumbledore is back for another year at Hogwarts. However, everything is closing in on her with epic speed.
The shadows of a war are catching up to her and the words of the prophecy are suffocating her. Dwelling on the...
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- I think.... I think I can't feel anymore.
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I stare blankly at the wet tiles in front of me.
I was still frozen inside the washroom, trying to process the bomb that was just handed to me.
Abaddon was busy in Hell, otherwise I knew he'd be screaming at me to go kick that jerk's arse.
I wanted to. God I wanted to rip him apart.
But I couldn't move.
I was in shock.
So I just stay there. Silent. Unmoving. Staring at my reflection in the broken mirror.
The floor was covered in water from the facet I'd broken off.
I was entirely wet from the hip down and I couldn't feel anything.
My chest was aflame.
It was pulsing terribly and I was constantly aware of how cold my upper chest felt. Like someone had stuck ice cubes inside my heart and left them there to melt.
"Val?" A timid voice calls out and I recognize the voice to be Olive's.
The blonde walks in and eyes me in concern. "Are you alright?" She asks me.
I don't talk, just simply stare at the mirror.
"You aren't." She says and sits in front of me, so I look at her now instead of my reflection in the mirror. "Myrtle's worried about you. Your second duel is coming up soon."
