Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
"I have gone through ten books, and I still haven't found a single sentence about permanent telepathy spells." Rose says as she shuts yet another book. I sigh. I was stupid to assume that Rose would let us use that restricted section key before making sure that the other books didn't say anything about our current predicament.
"Rosie, I told you, none of those books are going to have anything helpful to say about permanent telepathy spells." Albus says. He takes out the key again and twirls it around his finger. "Now, the restricted section...that may have some possibilities."
He's such an idiot.
Rose's comment rings in my head, but I agree with Albus in this situation. "Weasley, you've seen it with your own eyes that none of these books have anything useful in them. Trust me, I've heard your internal comments about each one of them. Let's give the restricted section a chance."
We'll get caught, and it will be both of those assholes' fault.
"We'll be quiet." I answer. She glares at me.
"Stop answering things in my head." She snaps.
"Scorpius is right. We can be quiet enough that they won't catch us, and we can cast a silencing charm around us just to be safe." Albus says, standing up from the table. I follow him, and Rose reluctantly does the same.
Albus casts the silencing charm, and twists the key in the lock at the restricted section door. We slip inside and begin perusing the shelves. After a couple of minutes, I begin to get bored. Pulling a bag of toffee candies out of my pocket, I mindlessly chew for a second and then I notice Rose looking at me with a look that could kill.
Is he eating? Are you kidding me?
I look at her and give a simple little nod.
Could you be eating any louder? We are sneaking around a freaking library!
I shake my head in answer and deliberately chew loudly on a particularly crunchy piece of toffee. She whips around to face me.
"Malfoy! Are you kidding me right now? You have to have some kind of death wish or something." She whisper-screeches. I stifle a laugh.
"What? I was bored and hungry. Besides, we put a silencing charm around us, no one can hear me." I answer. She is so angry right now. It's kind of entertaining if I'm being perfectly honest.
"So? I can hear it!" She says fiercely. I open my mouth to respond, but I'm cut off by Albus.
"Oh my God, would you two get a room far, far away from me?" He asks, not looking away from a book that he had found. "But before you do that, come here and look at this."
We bend over the book that he's holding hastily, and we accidentally bump heads when we both lean too far over.
Ow, you stupid asshole.
I rub my head and glare at her. We both are a bit more cautious when we lean over for a second time.
"It says that a permanent telepathy can be reversed, although the reversal spell is archaic and isn't really in use anymore. Usually, if a person casts a permanent telepathy spell, the don't intend for it to ever be reversed. The spell is usually used by committed lovers who don't ever plan on breaking up." Albus explains.
"Well, that's clearly not our case, so what's the spell?" I ask.
"This book doesn't list it. But that's not what I wanted you to see. I wanted you to see this." Albus points to the last line of the paragraph.
"'If the spell isn't performed within thirty days of the original casting of the spell, then the two participants in the spell will be mentally linked together until the death of one or both of the participants.'" Rose reads aloud. I stare at her and then I quickly reread the line to make sure that she hadn't misread it.
"Thirty days? That's not nearly enough time to find an archaic spell that no one knows about." I rant.
"Well, if we don't figure it out, then I guess your death wish is going to be granted, Malfoy. Because there is no way in hell that I am going through my entire life with you in my head. I would literally rather spend my entire life in Azkaban for murdering you than spend my life with you in my head." She tells me. Albus puts a hand on her shoulder.
"Rose, calm down. You're not going to murder Scorpius. We'll find the spell. We just need to find an older book. But at least we know that there's a deadline now." He looks at both of us while we glare at each other. "Well? Let's keep looking."
And with that, we all begin to tear through the shelves at a frenzied pace. Desperation fills the room because there is no way that any of us are going to put up with this kind of defeat. Besides, three competitive people like us? How could we not find that spell?
I'll still murder him if we don't find it.
...We better find that spell quick.
A/N: This chapter was kind of hard to write, and it wouldn't have been written without the help of my friend Lorna (AKA thecoolestkidyouknow). She gave me some ideas for this chapter, so hopefully you enjoy it! And there will be another update next Monday!
