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"Just Arianna" Aberforth stood up.

"No" 

"No"

"NO NO NONO NONO NO" 

"Please NO" He started crying, kneeling on the grass.

"NO NO, NO pleade- please NO"

"I met her there- where it all started."

"NO NO it did NOT happen."

"A nine-year-old girl, between the duel of three wizards."

"NO she died there! NOTHING MORE HAPPENED! YOU ARE LYING"

"Her Obscurial bonded its powers to her blood. And her soul was granted half-immortality to see it all."

"It cannot be! Please Please NO." Aberforth stayed on the ground kneeling and crying.

"She was there always. She had forgiven the three wizards initially, "it was not their fault, I could always start a new life in a new world!" she thought for the first three years of her slavery. "it can't be that bad""

Aberforth was crying, the tears were flowing by the side of his face.

"For her whole life after twelve, she lived for the sole sake of making Eldia the greatest empire. Her life was limited to fighting for Fritz or having children. Even after death, she saw her corpse-eating children, her grandchildren eating her daughters, entire bloodline feasting on the spine of the predecessors."

Aberforth was sobbing crying loudly.

"In the end, she had but one request."

Eren looked at the kneeling Dumbledore. 

"Kill them." [img]

"Kill me." Aberforth pleaded.

"Kill me please." The old kneeled, holding Eren's legs. Begging.

"I beg of you, Kill me Kille me eee Kill" Sobbing Aberforth lost the ability to form full words. He put his head below Eren's feet and begged to be out of this.

Eren just looked at him with dead eyes and left the chair.

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Eren appeared back at Florish and Blotts. 

With the prosthetic in place and his hand and eye gone back to as they were yesterday.

He had not needed them healed.

There was no difference in the three hours past him and the him of now.

It was dark. He checked his pocket watch.

It was one in the morning, the twenty-sixth of December.

The floo fire engulfed him and he was in his bedroom at Hogwarts.

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/Same Morning/

It was a breakfast feast at Hogwarts, as was customary to be held for the whole Christmas week.

"Why are they looking so down?"

"They were out of bounds last night near Hagrid's hut."

"And Young Malfoy decided to help?"

"No, he was the responsible one of them, coming straight to a professor."

Eren did not ask further, as to why Malfoy was punished the same as them, but refrained from doing so.

"The bi-monthly staff meeting will be held tomorrow instead of the day after that because I will be held busy due to Wizengamot matters this weekend," Dumbledore announced to the staff.

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The following night, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco are being led to Hagrid's hut by Mr. Filch.

Filch who had been on an extended leave since the beginning of the term.

Argus Filch had been dating Irma Pince since the winter of 1988. 

She was beautiful, kind, compassionate and most importantly she had been dating Filch!

Filch! a squib! A lot of remarks were made when the two had started dating. The dating life of a squib and a witch was not something general wizards and witches supported.

Heck Rita Skeeter made a huge scandal about the potential use of Amortentia, for which Irma had to go through forceful potion checks after long pressure from her friends and family.

In the end, the couple had to break up, or at least fake break up and consummate their practices in secret.

But they were happy.

Not now though. 

Filch was sure Irma was murdered. Every day the prophet was dragging her name to the mud, even after three months of the incident.

But who was he to blame? he was still stuck with her loving memory three months later and would stay like this till the end of his life.

Filch promised himself he would murder Skeeter and find the murderer of Irma and then kill him too.

He was a squib so what? He would be pushed off the Veil or given Dementor's kiss? So what? Argus was a man on the path of revenge.

He had already sold everything him to find his love's murderer.

The four children had long since reached the hut, but Filch was unresponsive. He turned back when Hagrid arrived, returning to his quarters without saying anything to students, without punishing anyone who broke the curfew, without doing anything.

He would find solace in his revenge, but he would stay quiet until he got it.

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In the Forbidden Forest, the group walks along a path to a tree. Hagrid stops, bends down and dips his fingers in a silver puddle. He pulls out his fingers and rubs them together. A silver trail smears with his fingers.

"Bloody Mary!"

"What is it Hagrid?"

"Unicorn Blood!" Drao flinches at the revelation.

"You have got to b kidding half-breed. No one is this foolish to kill a unicorn!" Malfoy shouts.

"I see what I see Malfoy." Behind Harry was confused to see the terrified Hagrid and Malfoy. 

"Don't tell me you don't know what it means Potter?" Harry stays silent "My goodness what do they teach you? Unicorn slaying is a sin by magic! It is almost as bad as Cannibalism or Kinslaying! Killing it could rob of your life or worse magic!"

"He is right Harry, The Unicorn is much like Dementor, it affects your mind just instead one the horrible thoughts, the latter tells whoever is going to kill the Unicorn the consequences in his mind. Magic itself tells the person what it will take in exchange for the blood of the purest creature under its sight."

Harry was still confused, but he knew killing anything was bad if it did not mean any harm. 

Looking at the confused Potter, Malfoy made his conclusions and continued "Do not take it lightly when I mean losing magic is worse than your life, Potter. I do not know how it was inn your mud- muggle world. There are fates worse than death in the magical world of Potter.

Up ahead is a cloaked figure who is crouching over a dead unicorn, drinking its blood from its wound. The figure raises its head, silver blood dripping from its mouth. Harry gasps and grabs his scar, which is hurting. Draco screams with pure fear and runs away with Fang.

"He- IT is drinking the blood!" The blonde brat shouts.

"Avada Kedavra!"

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