Under His Spell ~ A Scorbus Smutty Story

15 - Tears and Troubles

Scorpius

My teeth chattered as I replayed what Rose had told me.
They were together. He was with someone else. That's what the wooden carvings had been for. Any time they'd done something.

Drawing open the curtains at the bottom of the bed, I flourished my Wand.
"Accio carvings."
Moments later a plain cardboard box was lifted onto the bed. It shook as it was being pulled by the enchanted pieces inside.

I opened the box and looked at each one. The snake was the first one. Then the fox, then the falcon, then the bear...
I couldn't remember which one after that. There were too many.

One was too many.

The fire light made each of the flaws in the carvings obvious. As I held the falcon statuette, it animated itself, flying around my hands and wrists and in that moment I knew was I was going to do to them.