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Humans have always feared something they don't know and these terms applied to the Magical World too. Witches, Wizards, Vampires, Werewolves and others of the Dark and Light Creatures. Fear is a delicate thing. It can make us strong but it can destroy us too. Everything depends on the view of each person and their way of approaching it. Fear in humans is like the human wish to socialize with other beings. They are inescapable, both parts of human nature, where one can't live without the other…
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°• MORTE X•°
"Why'd you ask, Sephira?" Abraxas' brow furrowed in confusion, "The answer is so obvious.
It's Magic."
"Isn't it?" Sephira smiled as she leaned back, "Then, it shouldn't be a problem, right?" Abraxas' eyes widened in realization as he caught the meaning of her question.
"It's different."
"What's the difference?" before Abraxas opened his mouth to answer Sephira cut him off, "My family had no influence in the Magical Community, Abraxas. I had no standing in our House. I am basically at the lower part of our House's hierarchy at the moment."
"But not the lowest though."
Sephira sighed inwardly as she closed her eyes mentally massaging her temples. 'I'm not good with this… As long as I've known, this is not my problem. Nor my job either…'
"Just… can you manage to not antagonize him? He seems inferior to you but I know he has the potential.
You should just observe."
'To see if I was proven right all along' Abraxas finished her sentences in his mind. There's nothing to lose for him though, and if what she claimed was true about the Riddle boy, then he should reconsider his way of thinking. Besides, Abraxas was not a brash person who would stoop so low as to start bullying a first year student or just insulting – no, he would definitely throw around some insults – not to the Riddle kid at least, as he decided to humour Sephira's beliefs from now on.
"Alright, I will do that."
Sephira's expression lightened up a little, but Abraxas would never know how behind that façade she was actually screaming, dreading the giving of her own advice.
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°• My Another Life •°
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"Oh, Death… Merlin… Morgana… What have I done? What have I done!?"
Sephira was pacing while her lips trembled uncontrollably. Her face was ashen, further losing its colour as she recalled her conversation with Abraxas. Why in the name of Death had she done that? Why had she she given Abraxas a reason to do that? And why the hell had he AGREED!?
Oh, sweet Merlin of Death! She's going crazy just because of this little thing. Such a little thing that it might even change the future!? This was only her first year and already she had gone haywire because of some side character who would be gone in Canon but had a major impact on the main character in this story.
Yes, a main character.
Her main character.
Harry Potter had not been born yet, and she may not even live long enough to see him because she was definitely going to die in the future and she knew it. Tom Riddle maybe a lost cause, if we were to talk about his Horcruxes, but currently that's not her Tom Riddle. Her Tom Riddle is still an innocent boy – as innocent as a psychopath could be – and not yet tainted by the brutality of war, the fear of death. And the only way to prevent such a taint is to take him with her on their summer break, but he would not accept as it would be considered a weakness. And even if by some miracle he were to accept he would still consider not going if the person who offered him shelter was a person he was wary of.
The single way to save him, she would… she'd have to worm her way into Tom Riddle's life…
And that just sounds wrong on whole new different level…
Nor would it be an easy task…
And she just prayed to Death that her faith in Abraxas is not misplaced, or else… she wouldn't know anymore…
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°• My Another Life •°
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As far as Sephira knew, transfiguration was one of the subjects she didn't really find appealing not only due to the awful teacher, who was one of the people she most despised, but also because the subject itself had lost its allure – she had already mastered the art of transfiguration, after all. By now Sephira even had her full animagus form and, speaking of animagus form, she wasn't truly surprised when she discovered hers.
It was, in fact, a bat, a species of vesper bat precisely. You could cleverly call it botta's serotine [Eptesicus bottae] and it was one of 25 in the genus Eptesicus. It could usually be found in rocky areas and the temperate deserts of Afghanistan, possibly even Egypt and other Middle East regions. Sadly, it wasn't a common species in England and she would have to be careful not to attract anyone's attention while she was in her animagus form.
In Shamanism, the bat was actually an animal representing the act of facing the darkness within yourself before you would be assisted in finding the light of rebirth. The bat would gift you with the wisdom required to make the appropriate changes for the birthing of your new identity. Bats have amazing auditory perception, which makes them able to navigate through the dark with great ease. They have built-in sonars that give them the knack for knowing what lies beneath the surface. Generally, those animals with such talents uncanny abilities to discern hidden messages both from people and the environment. It was said that they were also sociable animals which could indicate a need for more sociability or increased opportunity with greater numbers of people.
It was actually ridiculous and seemed unbelievable if one were to tell you about a twelve-year-old who had already managed a full-body transformation into her animagus form. Well, she had had a head start – a rather long head start – but even so, she would be keeping this scandalous information to herself, hidden from anyone in Hogwarts. They needn't know, at least not too soon.
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°• My Another Life •°
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In hindsight, it was unfortunate how she had missed her roommates' first exploration of the castle, because Sephira had recently found out that Alphard had actually joined them. He had shared his knowledge and showed them that the statue of Gregory the Smarmy on the fifth corridor actually concealed behind it the entrance to a passageway that leads to Hogsmeade. What a surprise that had been. She knew the revealed hidden room and paths in Harry Potter series books and movies, but not to the extent of knowing exactly where it physically was. She had locked her undamaged past memories in the back of her mind in case she would ever need the information and yes, she had been planning on finding all of them. Add in the fact that the vanishing cabinet she remembers in the room of requirement could actually connect to Borgin and Burkes because it is actually still working in this time…
So many possibilities…
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°• My Another Life •°
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"Morte."
Sephira felt a shudder creep over her frame as she heard the word which represented her familial house. Getting called on with that surname made it seem as though Death itself was actually looming over her, casting a cold shadow on her person. She would never get used to being called with that wording. Sephira may have been an adult mentally, but only a true fool would not feel any fear of the presence of death. It was not like she had actually ever been in the presence of said being, it was simply that she had a feeling that it would feel like that.
Turning from the book she had been reading towards the familiar voice, Sephira found her roommate already making herself comfortable on her bed. Crossing her arms, Jennova regarded her with furrowed eyebrows.
"Morte…"
Sephira sighed. She was aware that she hadn't gotten to know her roommates in the previous days she had been at Hogwarts. Her time would always be occupied by either her own thoughts, or the presence of Tom or Abraxas. She would easily get distracted and ignore her surroundings. Seemed it was finally time for my roommates.
"Please refrain from calling me by my family name. Just call me Sephira."
Jennova nodded curtly.
"So, is there a reason why you caught my attention, Macmillan?"
Jennova Macmillan raised an eyebrow, "If you want me to comply with your demand," Sephira inwardly rolled her eyes at the phrasing, "You should agree to follow mine too."
"Alright, Jenny." Jennova's eyebrow gave a twitch at her nickname and she smirked.
"Don't call me with such a commoner's name!"
Eyes glinting with mischief, Sephira raised her hands in mock surrender with a smirk. "I'm just teasing you."
"Then don't." Jennova huffed out.
"So?"
"Aurora, Eirene and I want to head over to the library, so don't be such a recluse and join us."
This time Sephira really raised her eyebrow. "Is that a request or a de–"
"Shadup!" Jennova grabbed her hand and began forcefully pulling Sephira out of her bed.
"This is harassment, you know?"
"No, it isn't."
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°• My Another Life •°
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"Professor Beery has really outdone himself, hasn't he?" Eirene voiced her thought softly as the others prepared for their homework on Herbology.
Aurora nodded in agreement. "Yeah, he has."
"And the library is really huge, like a maze." Said Jennova in awe as though this had been her first time stepping into the Library.
Eirene looked at her companions questioningly. "Where should we start looking?" she asked.
"Don't worry!" Jennova's hand was suddenly clutching Sephira's shoulder. "That's what she's here for, right? Our geeky roommate." she was now sporting a mischievous smirk in attempt to get a revenge on her.
"This is what the librarian is for, Jenny."
"Hey!"
The corner of Aurora's mouth turned up. "She got you, Jenny."
"Don't. Call. Me. Jenny!" hissed Jennova in a low tone that made the Black girl raise her eyebrow and giggle from Eirene's side. Sephira shook her head in amusement as she walked straight up to the librarian to ask for the books she and the other girls needed.
In Herbology they had actually been studying the different varieties of magical plants and fungi that existed, they had learned how to care for and utilize these plants, all about their magical properties and what they were used for. Sephira found Herbology to be like the basic skill necessary for Potions. You simply couldn't be good in that subject if you were never at least decent at Herbology and this train of thought had gotten Sephira wondering about Neville Longbottom. He had been – or would be? – a natural in Herbology and it was a shame that Severus Snape blatantly favoring some and discriminating against others in the future would be what form Neville Longbottom's fears of the man and hinder his potential. Sigh. Well, so much for a better future.
She blinked.
And then, Sephira's eyes darkened like the sky before a storm – she had just remembered her upcoming death in the future should she fail her task. No, I don't want a better future. Even if she knew what was bound to happen it didn't mean she would let it all play out. She would fight tooth and nail to prevent it no matter what, even if she had to challenge the Fates and create a tempest.
I want a future, for me!
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