Chapter 2 - Avada kedarva
Sebastian sits with his back against the cold stone wall, the ridges dig through his thick black cloak, he pushes against it harder, so that he can feel something.
He holds his slender wand by its thick Green checkered handle, slowly lifting it towards his temple.
"Avada keda..."
"Avada kedav....."
he stumbles around the words, contemplating what his about it do, silent tears running down his cheeks and pooling at the tip of his chin.
"AVADA KEDAVRA"
He screams the words and they bounce off every corner of the room, ringing out against the marble floor - a small puff of green smoke erupts from his wand and hits his skin, burning away the first two layers it meets.
Clutching the area he throws his wand across the room angrily, forgetting that a wand will not cast a killing curse on its owner.
Listening carefully, he can hear the voices of two men outside the window of his uncles house.
"Well Gratisa said she saw her walking through Hogsmeade this morning, apparently she was having a conversation with Sirona about her cottage".
"How brazen, you'd think after Solomon and Anne she would know better than to come back".
Sebastian recoiled backwards, could she really be back after all this time?
He knew Ominis had the keys to her cottage, he had made his way through the village at 2am so that he wouldn't have any chances of noticing him, even without sight he could sense who was around him so perfectly, he didn’t want anyone to see him at all so with his cloak oversized and hanging over his head, he slipped into his uncles now bordered up house, he used one of unsecured windows to gain access and that is where he has sat crying for the last 3 days.
He never suspected SHE might be back.