Chapter 28

Skuld looked around for the owner of the recent note she had received. Her hands were shaking slightly, and her throat was suddenly a little dry, so she drank from Draco's glass, ignoring his complaints and continuing to look for Khronos Wright, the biggest prick she had ever met in her life. A dick who, after that note she had just received from him, could become her best ally or enemy.

" Are you looking for me, Moira? "

The boy was there, smiling sardonically with his hands put in his pockets in a sarcastic gesture. She hated him, she detested him. She didn't understand what he gained by playing with her mind like that, perhaps provoking her or tempting her until she fell into his clutches.

It was a pity that she was on the verge of slipping and falling, because she stood up, grabbed his arm roughly, and led him out of the Great Hall, listening to his light laugh.

He knew it, and that's why he was so insistent. He knew that Skuld Weasley was weak and manipulable. Khronos Wright knew that Skuld Weasley would end up falling into temptations, straying from her path.

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" Were you calling me, Professor Dumbledore? "

Skuld's serious voice was heard after the door opened, and Albus Dumbledore smiled at her from the pensieve, fresh from a memory related to the young woman in front of him.

" A lemon drop, Miss Weasley? "

She looked around, stopping at the paintings of former Headmasters and the dark magic detectors, which were slightly more disturbed than usual. She looked at the director again, revealing a cold look. His eyes, always sparkling, were frozen, staring in her direction with slight hatred.

" Weasley? "

Albus Dumbledore was paralyzed for a few seconds, during which Skuld approached the basket with lemon candies, and picked one up, analyzing it in her fingers before removing the wrapper and putting it in her mouth, making a gesture of curiosity.

" Khronos Wright, am I wrong? "

Skuld nodded her head, supporting her weight on one leg while she savored the Muggle sweet, and looked attentively at the headmaster, this wizard who seemed to hide so many secrets behind him. Among them, her. And She was going to find out, at any cost.

"Tell me, Professor Dumbledore," She drawled, making the wait more tortuous for the wizard. " How true are his words? "

" How true do you want them to be? "

Skuld tensed, now looking at the newly hatched phoenix from the ashes.

'What if...?'

"Would I change anything?" She asked less firmly, as if she had let her guard down. " Would my last name, my origin, change anything? I'd be still alone. I've always been alone. "

Skuld Weasley knew that going to Dumbledore's office had been a bad idea, as had demanding answers from Khronos Wright because of his letter, and reading Narcissa Malfoy's lips. It had all been a mistake, because now she didn't even know who she was.

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