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Hogwarts: Lineage Studies
Task 3 - Write about Gormlaith and Rionach Gaunt
Hogwarts: 365 Prompts
Prompt - Vision
Hogwarts: Alphabetti Spaghetti
Write out your favorite character's first name (mine is Hermione) - R for Reparo
Hogwarts: Fortnightly Challenge
Women's History - R for Reparo
Pending Future
Rionach screamed as her skin burned. A male's scream joined hers. She just thanked Merlin that Isolt wasn't there.
How could Gormlaith do this to them?
A blackened hand grabbed as the flames ate them. 'I love you, William,' was her last thought as she lost consciousness.
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Rionanch's eyes popped open, her heart pounding in her chest. She sat up in bed, clutching the sheets in sweaty fingers.
She closed her eyes and breathed deeply. She could say it was just a dream, a nightmare more like it, but it felt too real.
She knew it was a vision of her future. The gift of sight was in their family but until now, she never had any kind of vision. It figured her first one would be this big and bad.
She didn't know who Isolt was, but she did know a William and wondered if it was the same William.
She tried to calm her breathing.
The fire had been too intense. She hadn't seen the man's face, just heard his voice, so she had no idea if it was William Sayre. William had made his interest in courting her known, but she had held him at bay, afraid of letting him get too close.
She could guess who Isolt was. She loved the name and always dreamed of naming her first daughter that.
The most important thing she took away from her vision was her sister was going to set her and her husband, she assumed they were married, on fire. And most likely, killed them.
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You're leaving?" Gormlaith asked. It was almost growled as she threw a plate at Rionanch's head.
Rionach shook her head and picked up the plate. Under her breath, she muttered, "Reparo," and put the fixed plate on the table by the door. Hopefully, Gormlaith wouldn't use magic to hurl it at her again. "Gormie, I love you, but I don't agree with you or your philosophy about Muggles, Muggle-borns, and Half-bloods. William is going to marry me. I'm going to have a life and family with him. I don't want your poison to infect our life together. I'm sorry. Goodbye." She turned away to leave.
"You'll regret this," Gormlaith threatened.
Rionach stiffened. "Maybe." She should just kill Gormlaith. Rionanch could try to run away from the future she saw, but she wasn't sure she'd be able to run fast enough or far enough. Still, she didn't have it in her to take another's life, even with the possible threat to her own life.
"I'll make you see this error in judgment. You'll see that I'm right! That I've always been right!" Gormlaith promised.
Rionanch left the small house and apparated away before her sister decided to light her on fire then and there. William was waiting for her. Maybe they could leave the country. Maybe go overseas? Gormlaith might not follow her that far.
She swallowed. She just needed to do everything she could to do to protect her future daughter. Isolt wasn't even conceived yet, but Rionanch already loved her with her whole being. The only thing that comforted her was in her vision, Isolt wasn't there, burning up with her parents.
She knew the chances of changing the future of her and William's deaths was slim, but she'd certainly try.
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