The boy studied the gold and black ring he wore on his finger. It was his prize, his own piece of history. He rubbed his thumb over the coat of arms engraved in the stone. Should he?
He liked wearing it but that would defeat its true purpose. He remembered those fateful words that started this fascination bordering on obsession. It was a definition.
"A Horcrux is an object…"
Like a ring…
"… in which a person…"
An exceptional person…
"…has concealed part of their soul…"
Perhaps a seventh of their soul...
The boy took the ring off his finger and placed it on the table before him.
Should he?
For the Drabble Collection Challenge
Prompt: Ring