Rage boiled through Ava. She felt the dragon inside be released and let loose, devouring any thoughts, letting only her raging fire take over. At the same time, she felt a claw gorge a piece of her heart out and devour it in a bloody frenzy. The one person she thought she would be able to trust had just done everything possible to break her heart. He had went behind her back and torn her veil of privacy.
Albus' ears were bright red from being pulled on and with shame. His shoulders hung limply down when he saw the shock and anger drawn so clearly on Ava's face. There was no way he could express why he had done it. Curiosity wouldn't be a good enough answer and Ava wasn't going to take any bullshit. Albus almost drew back when he saw a plume of fire flash in Ava's eyes. Now Albus knew what his father was talking about. Eyes that knew no love. She took after her father in that aspect and it caused a shiver of fear run through Albus' spine.
"What do you think you were doing?" Ava spit out the words like poisonous venom that aimed directly for Albus.
He was paralyzed for a moment. Eventually he stammered out the most pathetic response he could think of, "You dropped it and, and I wanted, I was curious."
"You went behind my back to spy on my past!" Ava shouted at him, not hearing the response. The pounding in her ears drowned out any sound. She radiated such anger that even the birds outside the window felt it and stopped singing.
Albus stood in front of her, unable to move his feet. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
Ava seemed to hear that one, "Sorry is all you can say? Now you're going to go around the school screaming that my bloody father is Voldemort. You're never going to love a Riddle," Ava started sobbing at the last words. She knew she could have never told a Potter that the girl he loved was his father's worst enemy. In that moment, she felt broken and useless. Nobody honorable would ever love a girl with the last name of Riddle. The dragon shrank back into its cave; all that was left was her bleeding heart and a freezing iciness in her soul. Ava sank to the ground, trembling.
Albus tried to open his mouth and say something. He tried to protest. It didn't matter that she was a Riddle. She wasn't her father. Yet, words escaped him.
"Go. Just leave," Ava whispered. "I'll never love a traitor."
The words struck Albus like two Bludgers aimed straight at his chest. He was left with the same breathless, painful feeling. It made him stumble back.
"Go," Ava said the last word with a stronger voice.
Albus clutched his chest and stumbled out the door without protest. Her words, "I'll never love a traitor," stabbed at him like a knife in the dark.
