Bab 172: Short Story
The four dementors peeked inside of the compartment where Arth was busy beating the living daylights out of Ron while in their invisible state.
Alfred couldn't help but sigh.
"It seems that the dementor incident has unraveled a bit of our Prince's self control over his emotions."
"I just think he is relieving his pent up stress that he had been containing for the past three years." Said Dolorem indifferently. "Cause honestly, I doubt that this is going to fix the Ron."
William was staring intently into the glass with a confused look.
"I do not understand? There must be something I am lacking, I just can't comprehend how in the world this can help fix the child called Ron?"
"You are just an idiot."
"DOLOREM FOR THE FINAL TIME-"
"Shut up before the Prince catches on."
". . . ."
Alfred sighed.
"At least he isn't severely disappointed with us."
Sebastian narrowed his eyes.
". . . . Where were you three when the Prince needed you?"
Alfred narrowed his eyes.
"Are you testing my loyalty, Sebastian? I was at Azkaban making sure that our remaining brethren understand that my Prince's orders are higher than mine. I expected that you, William, And Dolorem would handle things while I was gone."
Dolorem raised her hands in an "I'm innocent" manner.
"I was on my period."
"You are a bloody dementor for heaven sake. Dementors don't have periods."
"I have a sudden urge to cut out your face William. Can you stay still for me?"
". . . . Apparently dementors do have periods, seeing that Dolorem seems to have the. . . . Side effects of it."
Alfred rolled his eyes.
"Whatever, where were you William?"
William proudly struck his chest.
"I was in the tallest tower planning out how to capture Sirius Black."
Alfred shook his head and sighed.
"Next time, I'm just going to send Sebastian off- oh yeah, where were you Sebastian when the Prince was attacked?"
". . . . Following his orders and making the blonde boy's life hell."
"At least you were acting out his orders."
Alfred glared back at the school.
"What should we do with the dementors that dared to harm our prince?"
". . . . Kill them."
Alfred nodded in agreement.
"Indeed we should, no one, not even our brethren, is allowed to hurt our Prince."
". . . . The Prince only needs four. . . . Get rid of the rest."
Alfred sighed.
"Whatever, let's just get it over with. On the side note, what are you guys going to do after?"
Dolorem furrowed her brows deep in thought.
". . . . I might go on vacation. A change of scenery would be nice."
"I will go assist Sirius Black in his escape secretly."
". . . . Go back to Azkaban."
Alfred sighed.
"I guess that means that I'm going to have to keep tabs on Tom Riddle number two. Shouldn't be too hard."
Alfred took out his arms from his cloak, revealing two pale white arms.
"For the Prince."
""For the Prince."
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CrossArk Instead of making another false chapter explaining the dementors, I just made it into a short story
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