Chapitre 12: Chapter 12
[T/N: God these chapters are short.]
Halloween
A date adored by Skuld Weasley.
Maybe it was all the stories behind that word, but she still loved it.
With her family, she used to spend Halloween in the attic, reading books from her brothers' school and sneaking some stolen candy.
Last year, she hadn't enjoyed it at all when Quirrell brought a troll into the castle.
And this year, she needed to get her hands dirty and open the Chamber.
She lowered her head and hissed for her beast. She controlled it, thanks to Tom. Thanks to her own capabilities.
The grumpy janitor's disgusting cat was just passing by, and with a mere reflection in the water, she made the cat appear inert.
Skuld smiled. She had never liked that creature.
. . . . .
The Chamber of Secrets.
A mystery for some, a nightmare for others, a fiction for teachers like Binns, and a terrifying reality for scared students. For Skuld Weasley, it was present.
The mystery of Salazar's Chamber was talked about throughout the castle, but no one knew more than she did.
What if they petrified Hermione?
No, she was good, despite being Muggleborn.
Penelope Clearwater deserved it.
She was horrible, just like Percy. A horrible person.
And if...?
She needed to talk to him.
. . . . .
"Tom, I don't think that's a good idea."
"Now you doubt? Where has your loyalty gone?"
"Still here."
. . . . .
The raven-haired boy looked at her, almost stunned.
Her orange hair... Her green eyes...
"Are you listening to us, Harry?" Hermione asked for the fifth time.
"Eh, sure, yes," he stammered.
Hermione smiled slightly, clearly unconvinced.
She had caught him.
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