Chapter 16
" Lord, when I get to heaven, please let me bring me man . "
" He stabbed you, Tom. "
" And he did so , so beautifully . "
Abraxas clicked his jaw shut, had his lord truly gone mad?
His insanity knew no bounds, especially with his lover but this had--this was too much.
His fiancée sat in the opposite side of the dorm, with druella and orion, while Tom's stomach was being magically repaired by abraxas while lestrange watched with a grin.
"Would you like to see him, my lord." Lestrange spoke, a tone of amusement in his voice as he stepped forward from the shadows.
"He's letting me?"
"He is yours, My Lord, you do not need permission. "
"I do not." Tom agreed and stood from the bed and went out the door so quickly, abraxas had no time to react before his lord was already in druella's room.
The blond-haired boy turned to lestrange; still grinning maliciously, "Why'd you do that? He's not sane enough to see potter, yet."
Lestrange grin widened as he crouched down to meet abraxas, eye to eye;
"He's inlove and does your lover really love you if they don't try to murder you atleast once?"
The knife pointed at his neck, right below his chin as his head fell onto the wall behind him, the warm liquid of blood running down his face.
He smiled, his neck moving closer to the knife so jt was basically already cutting it.
"I--I could kill you." She muttered, hesitately, but the knife did not move an inch, never making a moment to take it away or press it into his veins to bleed out.
She could, and she could get away with it, nobody would ever know; or care.
But he didn't mind that fact.
He loved it, more like.
"You could, and you'd do it gorgeously . "
Druella was concerned.
Walburga was concerned.
Orion was concerned which meant it had to be awful; he was never worried.
After Tom had rushed into the dorm and demanded to speak to his betrothed, and everyone inside exited while the door slammed and locked shut, everyone crowded in the common room, perpearing to have a death announcement when their lord exited the room.
Unless their lord was dead.
That was a possibility some considered.
However, when the door opened and breaths were released, the couple were in one another's arms and glowed with warmth.
And almost everyone's jaw dropped.
They were both intact.
Not a blood spot visible.
Quite the opposite; Tom's hair was a mess and harry had a deep blue bruise on his neck that was not from a punch.
Druella slid next to harry on the couch, as he scribbed in a notebook on his lap as he layed ontop of his fiance.
"Harry?" She tried, extremely carefully, her eyes stook on Tom's relaxed reading figure so close, and yet so nonchalant to the boy who had stabbed him a day ago.
"Drue! I was thinking, may we change the flowers at the reception? I ought to think purple; not green." Harry smiled, not noticing or not mentioning the clear look of discomfort and confusion on his dear friend's face.
"What do you think?" Harry turned his head to Tom when she did not respond,
"I think you shall do whatever makes you happy, my love." And he planted a kiss on harry's cheek as he went back to his book.
Harry seemed satisfied with the response and scribbed something down on the page until he looked up to druellas; still sat right beside him and his husband to be?
"Did you need something?"
"Um, is the wedding still happening?" Druella asked and tensed as she saw Tom's eyes glance back onto her.
"Ofcourse! Why would it not?" Harry cheerfully exclaimed.
"No reason." Druella smiled back, and made her leave with a slight bow directed towards her lord.
"Something is wrong, definitely wrong."
"Whatever do you speak of, druella?" Orion sat up, his eyes leaving the pile of papers on his desk, his attention and focus on her.
"I bowed to the dark lord and harry did not even glance up or anything! He acted as if I had always done that in his presence. "
Orion narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Something is wrong."
"But the question is; what is wrong?" Walburga snapped from her spot, her impatience winning over her modesty.
"What happened in that room?" Louis mentioned, his eyes never leaving his sister's, they shared a look that they hadn't for so long.
Can you see their future?
Louis shook his head.
I can't.
" It's all blank , like there's nothing , at all . Emptyness . "
" What does that mean ? Do they not have a future ? "
Louis shook his head again ,
" No it means , they have changed their orginal fate , something has changed , their souls , the connection has changed . "
" What does that mean , Louis ? How can you change your fate ? Your connection to someone else ? "
Louis swallowed ,
" Mind Magic . "