Daphne couldn't feel her arms anymore, despite seeing the whiteness of her bones.
Her vision had blurred, but it couldn't prevent the bloodiness from seeping into her wind. Her hands were bent at some complex angles, splinters of bones puncturing through her flesh.
She was dying.
Yes…
Daphne let out a breath, her pupils dilating.
Strangely enough, at this time, the only people she remembered were Darcie and her sister.
It wouldn't be so bad if she could be with them, no? Just for a while longer. For only a few moments, perhaps?
Daphne breathed out one more time.
She closed her eyes.
…
"I want to fight!!!"
…
Was that a scream? Were those words?
Was someone calling for… help?
Daphne's eyes suddenly snapped open as if a force, greater than her dying breath, was pulling the strings from behind.
In her nordic blue eyes, two yellow crystals bobbed up and down.
Then, a new set of words replaced the scream Daphne had heard.
Those words seeped into her mind, in her thoughts, before falling like an avalanche into her heart.
It was as if nothing existed anymore; nothing mattered anymore.
Only these words existed…
Only these words mattered…
Before Daphne knew what she was doing, her lips were already moving, bringing her heart's desires to her lips.
And along with those desires came pouring out the words as well.
Like parasites.
…
Draco felt the strength abandoning him.
The young Malfoy could see the hole. It was sputtering blood as if someone had opened the dams.
He had struck the roof and had come falling on the chessboard.
Draco couldn't even remember the impacts. Much less needed to be said about the pain of those two collisions.
At this moment, he only knew one thing.
The bloody hole in his stomach would kill him slowly.
The blows that he couldn't remember would kill him much faster.
It was like someone was operating on his brain after giving him a fake sleeping potion. He felt worms wriggling over his head.
Somehow, just somehow, Draco knew his head was intact.
All the gold, the sacred blood, the Malfoy name, the brother of a prodigy, all bullshit, couldn't help him now, Draco knew. Nothing mattered anymore.
From the beginning to the end, everything he had done and said and thought felt so pointless.
Suddenly, as if seeing a patch of redness on a white wall, Draco recalled Black's face and a bloody smile surfaced on his bloodied face.
Damn you Mudblood! Draco cursed, closing his eyes.
…
"I want to fight!!!"
…
Hermione…
Draco recognized the voice. He remembered her screams when he had come falling out of Apparation, coincidentally saving her from the werewolf.
She was screaming, saying something, Draco guessed, letting out a breath.
No. He couldn't move.
Let it end here, then.
With one last puff of air, Draco's mind went blank.
Then the two yellow crystals bobbed up and down in his eyes, like a blessing.
Words crawled in his cracked skull, melting into his bones. They etched themselves into his heart, into his dying breath, and his lingering courage.
Even though he was dying, for a moment, Draco didn't want to let it end before saying those words.
Yes. Just one time. He would use his everything to utter them out.
His lips moved and the world changed in his senses.
…
Harry looked at Ron's left eye.
Not only Harry but even Ron was looking at his left eye.
With a string of flesh dangling from its end, the eye was lying among the debris between the boys.
What happened? When did things go so wrong?
Why were they here?
Harry couldn't feel anything anymore. For a mere moment, he had heard his chest break open when the halberd had struck him.
Later, everything had gone silent.
Why was Ron lying beside him?
We are gonna die here, aren't we? Ron seemed to say as Harry looked at his friend. Harry blinked in agreement.
What would Black say if he were here? Harry asked.
Probably something funny, Ron answered.
Then, as if following a cue, the boys' visions went dark, accepting their fates.
…
"I want to fight!!!"
…
Harry saw it.
It was momentarily, but he saw it.
A yellow crystal… was bobbing up and down in Ron's remaining, right eye.
Then, as if fate itself was whispering in his ears, Harry heard those words.
He felt like if he said these words, anything could be changed. Everything was possible. Even death could be overturned.
He just needed to say the words.
Ron, on the other hand, was already mumbling them out.
…
"I want to do something!" Hermione cried, shouting out her lungs. "I want to move! I want to… I want to…"
Hermione grabbed her chest, bawling her eyes out.
"I want to fight!!!"
Time stopped.
Hermione saw everything slowing down.
She could feel it in her bones. This weird sensation. It was as if her blood had decided to flow in reverse. It was as if millions of worms were flailing under her skin, trying to go deeper.
Two yellow crystals bobbed up and down in her eyes.
Then all the weird feelings became words in her mind.
Time had already stopped for her, but now even her thoughts paused.
Her entire existence, her fate, beckoned her to chant those words. And, unlike the rest of the children, she was just too desperate for the words to reach her mouth by themselves.
Crying tears of blood, Hermione screamed out her resolve.
…
The Scion of Death
The Crawling Chaos
The Devastating Despair
…
[
Welcome to the Cult of The Scion of Death, Daphne Greengrass
You have been found worthy to be a Hallow
…
Congratulations Hallow Daphne Greengrass
You have obtained a Spell
…
Spell: Magical Conjuration
]
…
[
Welcome to the Cult of The Scion of Death, Draco Malfoy
You have been found worthy to be a Hallow
…
Congratulations Hallow Draco Malfoy
You have obtained a Spell
…
Spell: Acute Perception
]
…
[
Welcome to the Cult of The Scion of Death, Harry Potter
You have been found worthy to be a Hallow
…
Congratulations Hallow Harry Potter
You have obtained a Spell
…
Spell: Brave Heart
]
…
[
Welcome to the Cult of The Scion of Death, Ronald Weasley
You have been found worthy to be a Hallow
…
Congratulations Hallow Ronald Weasley
You have obtained a Spell
…
Spell: Mecha Eye
]
…
[
Welcome to the Cult of The Scion of Death, Hermione Granger
You have been found worthy to be a Hallow
…
Congratulations Hallow Hermione Granger
You have obtained a Spell
…
Spell: Moonlight Sonata
]
…
One by one, as if a great healing spell had been cast upon them, the children stood up.
The most grievous wounds healed. The bones mended. The flesh regenerated. The spirits went through rebirth.
There was something much more than magical about all this.
A hideous perversion. It felt filthy. It reeked of… wrongness.
And yet, they were more than welcome to it.
…
Daphne didn't even wave her wand. She willed it!
She was also the first one to use what fate had bestowed upon her.
"Spell…" Daphne hissed, recalling the notification. "… Magical Conjuration."
Space twisted right in front of her, spitting out a small creature.
It was a yellow, cat-mouse-like creature with brown strips, letting out electric sparks from its cheeks.
Cra-ck!
"Pika… Pika…"
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