Poof!
Hot Steam billowed around her Amris stood in front of the large mirror in her bathroom. She had just gotten out of the shower and was staring at her newly changed hair in confusion and a tiny ounce of worry. The streak of white hair had nearly doubled in size since she first noticed it. She leant closer towards the mirror and watched as the steam condensed and dropped down the reflective surface. There was something else different about her appearance, and Amris had been staring at herself trying to figure it out for the past however long.
It wasn't until she stopped squinting and took a step back did she realise what it was.
Her freckles were gone. Poof! They had completely vanished. She had always loved her freckles and now they were just... gone.
Where freckles and sun had once kissed her cheeks lay in its wake a blanket of perfection. Her ivory skin looked too perfect, inhumanly so. Her skin hadn't even looked this faultless in her previous life, and she had been the daughter of a god.
Something was happening to Amris that she didn't understand, and it was starting to scare her. What was happening? She needed answers.
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"Riddle, I need your help"
Amris but her lip, hopefully Tom would be able to help. She hated to admit it but he was incredibly knowledgeable.
"Yes, what is it?" He replied instantaneously.
"I've been going through some... changes-"
Before Amris could even finish her se rance, Tom had cut in.
"Puberty is a natural part of life, but I do believe the school matron may be more equipped to help you"
Amaris nibbled on the side of her cheek in attempt to suppress the laughter that was threatening to leave her throat.
"Merlin, it's not that. Let me finish writing before you jump to stupid conclusions next time.
"Oh..."
Flustered was not a thing Tom was used to feeling, but it was definitely what he was experiencing in that moment. He mentally kicked himself for not hearing Amaris out before, in her words, he jumped to stupid conclusions.
"Yeah 'oh' , you fucking dipshit"
Amir snorted as she wrote.
"Dipshit?"
He questioned. He hadn't heard that before, though he knew it was definitely an insult.
Amris crossed her legs, getting comfortable on her bed and leant over to dip her quill into her ink pot
"Not the point, Tom. Back to the problem at hand. Do you know anything about hair colour changes and the disappearance of freckles? And if they could correlate?"
"Is this happening to you?
Tom wrote a second later.
"Yep"
"And your freckles just disappeared? Was it gradual or did they just spontaneously vanish, Amris?
"They disappeared over night. Now my skin looks sort of creepy. It's kinda like the skin of a full blooded Veela" Amris wrote and she subconsciously lifted her unoccupied hand and ran her fingers down her smooth cheek.
"And you don't have any Veela blood in you?" Riddle asked.
"Not a single drop" Amaris wrote back.
"And you mentioned your hair has changed. How so?"
"I first noticed a streak of white a while ago, just before I opened the chamber of secrets. But now it's like the patch of discoloration has doubled in size"
"Very peculiar." Came the diary. A small pause followed.
"I haven't heard of anything specifically like this, in humans that is. The only thing I know that even somewhat resembles your predicament is the maturation of Unicorn fouls. They transition from a golden speckled horse into a moonlit silver once they start to reach maturity. However I don't see how that could translate into your situation. I am sorry for not being able to help more, perhaps a talk with the current transfiguration teacher could help." Tom explained.
But Amaris knew that a talk with Mcgonagal wouldn't be necessary, as she had just experienced some sort of epiphany! Toms answer had helped much more than he thought so. The book that Amris had been reading the day she found out about Sirius Black, it had been about magical beasts that have relation to the moon. She had read that unicorns were in fact such an animal, that they harnessed the magic from the moons; it was why they had precious silver blood.
Amaris had already known she had a connection to Creatures of the moon, so finding out that unicorns aged in such a way that resembled her current situation just made sense. She knew she would need to do some heavy research before she could be sure of this, but she just knew deep down she was right.
"Thank you" she wrote in thanks to Tom.
Tom contemplated the situation. Amaris had gone to him with her problems, she had trusted him. A large part of him hated it. He had, deep down, been hoping she was better then that. Hoping that she was more than a fool succumbing to childish naivety and his incessant charm. But this was proof that his hopes had been dismantled. No one worthy of his attention and favour would be this... stupid.
"Can I ask something of you in return?" etched Tom.
"Sure" she wrote in response.
"The imprisonment within my diary, isolation is starting to overcome me. Please, Amaris, help me gain freedom once again. "
He pleaded, usuibg every ounce of his magic to put compelling charms into the pages of the diary.
"You're actually alive within the diary?
She asked. Tom could sense the curiosity in her inked words.
"I am. What did you think I was?"
"I thought that perhaps you had spelled the diary. If that's not it, what are you? What is the diary?"
"I'm a trapped, fractured soul. That is all you need to know, darling. Please, I need your help. Without you I will be trapped in here, alone and suffering for an eternity."
"What do you need, riddle?"
"A body"