His Silver (Ariana Dumbledore)
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The life story of Ariana Dumbledore. After her psychological abuse, her father going to prison, and her mother's funeral, things change for Ariana. She dwells on the fights between her brothers and feels alone and like a disturbance. She begins to feel the darkness call, but more with the blonde boy with different color eyes appears in her life
"What is this feeling?" She asks herself. Her heart still races, the tickling in her stomach, and her pinkish cheek.
"Don't you know?" The dark voice said in her head.
"No, I don't. Am I getting sick?" She places her hand on her forehead.
"I don't have a fever. Why do I feel like this?" Ariana asks the dark voice in her head.
"You are in love."
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