Title: Lusitania (10/12)
Author name: siriuswhite
Author email: siriuswhite@schnoogle.com
Category: Romance
Sub Category: Mystery
Keywords: Artio Sperios Patrick Dolphin Lusitania
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: SS/PS, CoS, PoA, GoF, FB, QTTA
Summary: Artio is a girl who goes to a magical school, like Hogwarts.
She is going for the first year and very strange things happen. Patrick is a
boy who people don't like. Why?
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and
owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury
Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is
being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author notes: Thanks to my beta-readers, for their extremely good work.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed the previous chapter. For the readers, I know
this chapter is the longest I've ever written and it's huge (65 pages long at
Microsoft Word)… I hope you can read it. If you can't in one time, try the
second. In his chapter many things happen, it's almost reaching the end…
For your own knowledge I want to let you know that in the fic context I don't write every entry of Cynthia Tropelt's diary. This means that in the following entry, when it is said 'since the last time I wrote' it doesn't mean that it was since the last entry you noticed (21st September), because she might have written things that are not important for the story plot line or things that have been described on non-diary form along the chapter/fic. I hope you bear this in your mind for further references.
Thanks to
Túlia, a (real) friend of mine, who told me that 'for ones to by happy, others
must be sad'. Now I know it's true but it is also temporary, both happiness and
sadness are temporary because the happy people don't live 'happy for the rest
of their lives', they also have bad moments, as well as the contrary. So, Túlia
here's my own theory: both happiness and sadness are temporary, and remember
that the time passes too fast… So, remember the good moments when you're down,
they'll help turning you up again, trust me. Túlia also gets credit for the
sentence 'I don't love him, at least not in this moment; Although I can't say
that I won't ever love him because Earth does turn many times', thanks for
another inspiring session…
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Lusitania
BY S I R I U S W H I T E
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TENTH CHAPTER
THE QUEBRALINUS SPELL
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Cynthia realized how much pain she had been feeling remembering those all horrible things and finally opened her mouth, "So you fell in love, or whatever, with one man in that circle and Artio's real father is a Death Eater, right?"
"No," said Stella, "Artio's father is the very own Voldemort." she started crying, tears falling down her face and stopping on the wet grass.
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Sitnalta Island, 3rd September 1994
I'm back, with any of good news. Yesterday I was too tired to tell you what happened, so tonight I'll explain you everything.
It started at dinner, Amanda gave me a gift. The gift was very special, a Glumbumble, she knew I liked animals very much.
After dinner I went out with Jeremy, he was as gorgeous as ever. Actually I called him so I could say what I thought would be good for him and Artio. I told him he should send Artio an owl. After some doubts, he finally agreed.
When he went to the castle, I opened the bottle where the Glumbumble was. It went out and, you won't believe this, it transformed into a woman, she was an Animagus!
As I had to go to the Astronomy class she only explained me everything after dinner, today. She is Artio's mother, her name is Stella. She is very similar to Artio, I would think she was an older version of Artio herself.
She told me the history of her life and how she and Mr. Sperios became distant in their relationship, which made her get involved with other men. She told me that Mr. Sperios wasn't Artio's real father but one of the men she dated after Rudolph went to Hogwarts.
I almost died when she told me that Artio's real father was You-Know-Who. Yes, that's what I said, she cried all through the night and she couldn't say one word else.
In the beginning I thought she was mad and that she wanted to hurt Artio but now I know that she told me the truth, she was devastated when she remembered all those things.
As she said the worst thing I was expecting, she cried enough for a river, and then she transformed in the bug and flew away, she didn't let me comfort her. I think she has something else to tell me but as I didn't find her until the time I had to go to the dorms, I am not sure when I'll find her again.
The only thing I can do in this moment is sleep, and wait for the time to pass until she appears again.
I am tired, I need some rest, goodnight.
Cynthia T.
As she closed the diary, Amanda opened the curtains of Cynthia's bed.
"Cynthia," Amanda started, "Do you want to come play wizarding chess with us?"
"Now?" Cynthia asked, not expecting such a thing at that hour.
"Yes, c'mon... have you ever played wizarding chess? It's very funny, I love to play it."
"I know," replied Cynthia, "I've played it two or three times... okay, let's go."
Cynthia stood up and noticed that some of the other girls were already dressed, they had certainly been planning that for a while.
Cynthia dressed her normal clothes and joined the others, while the five of them walked down stairs for the Dolphin Common Room.
Cynthia noticed that Amanda, the one in the command, didn't stop, "Amanda," Cynthia began, "Where are we going?"
Natasha, Ariane and Monica looked at her, without knowing why she was surprised.
"Where do you think? To the Chess Room, of course."
"What? There's a Chess Room?" Cynthia asked.
"Sure it is. Cynthia where have you been in the last three days? In London, Lisbon, Paris...? We discovered it yesterday afternoon, there are lots of chess boards. We tried to go there yesterday but..."
"We were afraid," continued Monica, who hasn't said a word since they walked down, "We were afraid of being caught by Madame Andrews, the caretaker."
"Oh... Where is it?" asked Cynthia.
"On the fifth floor," said Natasha.
"On the fifth floor?" Cynthia repeated, "The fifth floor?"
"Yes, what's the matter?" asked Ariane.
"Isn't it the forbidden floor?"
"Yes, but we discovered a way to access to it, and, in fact we don't know why it's forbidden, we didn't find anything strange... I think it's the sleeping floor, where the ghosts rest when they're not allowed to be with us."
"When is that?" asked Cynthia.
"During the night, of course, the ghosts aren't allowed to be in the other places during the night and, although they don't sleep, they stay on this floor passing their time with some other things. Now, let's go." Amanda wrote the password in the door, which wasn't sunny day anymore, now it was Arcturus.
The five girls went outside the common room, Cynthia looked at the portraits, they were both sleeping, and the man snored.
They walked up stairs for the fourth floor, which had a direct staircase to the sixth. Cynthia followed the other four girls to the sixth floor and there they entered the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. There was an armoury at one side of the room, Amanda opened it and went inside, Ariane did the same.
"Cynthia, your turn," said Monica, "I don't want you to be the last one."
"Okay, Cynthia nodded, and walked one step to the armoury.
As she entered it she noticed it was some kind of ramp, she was going to the fifth floor, the velocity made her eyes close. She only opened them when she was sure she had stopped and was fine. Amanda and Ariane were waiting her.
"Get out of there, Natasha and Monica might hurt you," said Ariane. Cynthia stood up and some seconds later Monica appeared, followed by Natasha.
"Woohoo!" Amanda exclaimed, "Here we are, on the forbidden fifth floor!"
Cynthia was scared with something, she knew they were not supposed to be there, and moreso, they were not allowed to be there.
She simply followed the other girls, there were, in fact, some ghosts flying on the corridors. The Chess Room was a wooden door, a large room with lots of chess boards. This was the first image that Cynthia kept in her mind, because then she noticed something else, as the other girls screamed an unexpected "Ooh!"
Inside the room there was someone else, they were two boys and one girl, they didn't know what house they were in. The others screamed a "Uh!" out loud too, thinking someone had caught them.
"What are you doing here?" Amanda broke the silence that came after the screams.
"We... we're..." started one of the boys.
"And you? You're also not allowed to come to the fifth floor," interrupted the girl.
"That's right, but that counts for you too." Amanda was a bit calmer.
"Yes, we're playing chess, we discovered this room this afternoon, and you?"
"We've come here since yesterday!" Amanda said, a defiant expression.
"Anyways," the other girl continued, "you don't own this room, do you?"
Cynthia stopped the discussion, "Can you talk like human beings?"
The girl mumbled, Amanda nodded.
"What house are you in?" asked Natasha.
"Michael and I are Whales, my cousin Andrew is Seagull," said the girl, "and you?"
"We're all Dolphins. I'm Natasha, this is Cynthia, Ariane, Monica and Amanda. And you, your name?"
"Barbara. Why did you come here?"
"Uh-huh!" said Amanda, "What can be done here? Play chess obviously."
"Us too, shall we play?" said Barbara, a defiant expression, "Would you like to be my opponent?"
"Would you like to lose?" said Amanda, with a superior air, "Okay."
The two boys, Michael and Andrew sat at one of the many tables in the room, and so did Cynthia and Monica, and Natasha and Ariane. Amanda sat with Barbara in the table which was in the centre of the room.
Twenty minutes later, Monica and Cynthia were playing their second game and Ariane and Natasha played their third. The two boys had stopped playing, and were watching Amanda and Barabra still playing their first game.
"Knight to E4," said Amanda.
"Queen to E4," exclaimed Barbara, Cynthia's knight was destroyed, which made her scream.
Two hours later they were still on the same game, all the other girls and boys were watching them. The pieces over the chessboard were almost in the same places they were one hour ago, and the watchers started to get tired and bored of the whole thing.
"I think we don't have time to finish our game properly, what if we leave it here?" suggested Barbara, "We could finish it tomorrow, no one comes here so it there won't be any problem. What do you think?"
"That's okay, I agree. See you tomorrow at midnight," said Amanda, with no sign of any questions.
They stood up and prepared to exit the room, Barbara in a firm voice, "Don't be late."
"Sure I won't." Amanda said.
Outside the room, in the corridor, some ghosts seemed to be going to a party, they were talking about diversion and the past... The students waited for them to enter other room before they exited to the corridor.
Once in the corridor Cynthia followed the other girls to the exit, which put them on the fourth floor, in an empty classroom. They made their way to the Dolphin Common Room; Barbara, Andrew and Michael made their own way to their common rooms.
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Sitnalta Island, 5th September 1994.
This morning, when I was having breakfast, I received an owl from Artio, it was a Lusitania academy owl, as she explained, it has been sent to her by Jeremy as well as other four owls which carried a great piece of parchment and the letter from Jeremy. He made her a wonderful declaration, the parchment was full of 'I Love You' sentences, the colours changing, and it was enchanted with some song, Artio said that it was the most beautiful declaration she had received.
Jeremy followed my advice, Artio is happy and I'm glad of her.
She told me that she and Cho Chang had started their training and Artio thought it'd be good for Cho to win so she didn't do her best. I think she shouldn't do this, she should fight for the things she likes and, if it is necessary, she should defeat Cho Chang on a Quidditch practice. But she doesn't think this way, she always has to do what is good for the others, even if it is a bad thing for her.
For her I would also do everything, give my life and maybe this attitude of mine is the result of her influence on my character. I don't know why I do everything for her, I haven't ever been like this with anyone else. If you ask me why I won't be able to tell. Perhaps because she has suffered too much, I've seen her in pain when Captain Dolphin told her about her parents' divorce. I think I owe her something and I don't know what. I met her a week ago and I don't know why we became such good friends.
Artio wrote about a snake that appeared on her arm when the famous Harry Potter looked at her. As he's the enemy number one of the Dark Lord I don't know if she's in danger.
I think there are too many strange things happening with her. Even Snape, the Potions Professor, treats her like an angel and he's a monster with the other students.
I hope I can meet her in the Christmas Break, which means everything is fine with both of us.
I almost forgot, Amanda and Barbara finished their chess game last night, Barbara won, and Amanda is angry and crazy.
No sign of Stella. I need her so much now and she doesn't give me any sign since the night she told me about Artio's secret.
I wrote Artio back saying everything is fine here, Jeremy also received a letter from her and they're fine too. I didn't mention anything which I know and I feel bad because I lied to her and she trusted me so much...
I don't know what to do.
Wait?
Cynthia T.
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The History of Magic class was the most boring Cynthia ever had but she started to think about good things as she understood it would be the same way all throughout the year.
The Captain of the Octopus house was introducing the Dolphins to the History of the Academy.
"This academy was founded by a Brazilian wizard in the nineteenth century. The Azores archipelago had been discovered four centuries ago but this island, the Sitnalta Island had been kept hidden of the Muggles for all those years by Portuguese wizards and witches, they chose two islands for our own exploration and made them not visible to Muggles. As always, the wizards of that time had the feeling of development and that had to do with wizarding-only territories."
"Cynthia," called Ariane, "Amanda is asking us to ask Barbara to a chess game out of the Chess Room because Amanda thinks she enchanted the board... Would you come with us?"
"Sure. I think they're having-"
"Potions," completed Ariane and looked at Professor Tintacle to see if he noticed them whispering, "We'll ask her when Tintacle finishes his monologue..."
"Do you know why this academy is called Lusitania?" the Professor continued his monologue, no one replied him, not even Natasha.
"Okay," Cynthia whispered, "It's almost finished, less than ten minutes to be in heaven!"
"Heaven?" asked Ariane who didn't understand what Cynthia meant.
"Yes," she grinned, "Everything is heaven when compared to Tintacle's classes."
Ariane grinned with the explanation and finally listened to the History of Magic Professor.
"Portugal," he continued, "Portugal was called Lusitania some centuries ago. But, no, that isn't why the academy has been called Lusitania. According to the legend, there was a powerful artefact that was created by those people. They called it Lusitania and it had the powers of the seven powers of the sea, each of each sea animal. Octopus, Whale, Seagull, Shark, Dolphin, Crab and Mermaid."
Cynthia was finally listening to him attentively and was sort of fascinated, she had never heard about the origins of the academy.
"Those are the seven houses of our academy. And the artefact was brought to this island in the Nineteeth Century and its powers helped a lot in the faith of the builders of the academy. They believed that the artefact blessed this place. And somehow, the legend was right because this was a safe place during the Grindelwald Dark Era. When Dumbledore defeated him, in 1945, the artefact was gone, with no possible explanation for it..."
"But how is it gone? It simply was there in one day and wasn't there in the following?" finally a voice of a student was heard in the classroom.
"Ah! Good point! Ten points to the Dolphin house," Tintacle looked excited, that might be the first time a student paid attention to his class, "It was almost that that happened, I'll explain. The artefact was what made people keep their faith and they kept it safe in the academy. When the battle was over they went to the place they had put it into and it wasn't there. And then came the legend."
"Legend?" asked Natasha, who was sitting at the first desk as always.
"Yes. As it disappeared when a Dark Wizard was defeated, people say that it will only appear again when it is needed, it means that it will appear when another Dark Wizard rises."
"So it appeared when Voldemort rose and disappeared when Mr. Potter killed him?" asked Walter.
"That's the strange thing. It didn't appear that time."
The classroom door opened, it was enchanted to open by itself when it was the end of the class.
"We'll continue talking about the origins of Lusitania Magical Academy next week. See you then," said Professor Tintacle when many students had already left the classroom.
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Sitnalta Island, 7th September 1994.
This Sunday was the most complicated I had, we had to run from the fifth floor because the ghosts discovered we were playing chess there and they don't like to be humans in the same place they do during the night...
Amanda won one time, finally, but Barbara had won three times before so she is as angry as before.
I still don't know what to do, Stella didn't appear and I am starting to think that someone caught her.
I've been interested about the Lusitania artefact, remember what I told you? Professor Tintacle told us it was because of it that the academy is called Lusitania and that the seven houses are named after its powers.
Due to my interest I asked Tacy about some books about the artefacts. She told me that there were a few but they were too expensive, and I had to keep my points for Jeremy's spell book. I've not talked to Captain Dolphin, I fear that he is angry with me because I didn't win enough points...
I decided not to find him until I had the book.
I'm too tired to write more, we've been running to the fifth floor for more than two hours, hiding from the ghosts, so I'm really tired.
I would like to pass a weekend like everyone else, but I can't, I pass the entire time thinking about Stella.
PS - Jeremy receives one letter each day, from Artio, I think they're really in love and that's good. But I'm afraid it won't be good, the distance is the main enemy of their love...
Cynthia T.
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"Good Morning!" exclaimed Carldonne, who was walking outside the castle to go to the Flying class.
"Hey, Carldonne," said Cynthia, "I haven't seen you for a while."
"Yes, I haven't been able to meet you, Artio wrote to me, she said you write to her almost every day."
"Almost, the time the owls pass flying is too much, they look tired and I have to send different owls every time," she smiled, "How's Anaras?"
"She's fine," he said, "But strange too... She spends the entire time asking permission to borrow books, every day she goes to Captain Dolphin's office... We had a discussion and I haven't see her since yesterday morning..."
"Oh, I've seen her around his office some times," Cynthia confirmed, "Perhaps she has some work to do for some class, I heard that Professor Tintacle asks for too many group projects for History of Magic."
"I don't know, she is strange indeed. I have to go to Flying, see you around."
"Ok, I also have to go to Transfiguration, see you."
Carldonne exited the wooden door of the castle, Cynthia made her way to the third floor to the Transfiguration classroom.
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At the same moment, Artio made her way to the Common Room, Professor Sprout's class had been too boring for her and she wanted to eat something delicious.
When she entered the Great Hall she saw Sir Nicholas, the Gryffindor ghost, who was around some first year Gryffindors who didn't know the way to some classroom. Suddenly she remembered Moaning Myrtle, the girls' bathroom ghost. Artio promised her she would visit her sometimes and she wouldn't forget about her promise, as many people had done, and yet she forgot to meet her indeed.
As she had some time before the next class she decided the meal could wait, she'd be much better to see Moaning Myrtle happy for seeing her.
Arriving at the bathroom, she called, "hello?"
A black haired head appeared on the door. Artio noticed it wasn't Moaning Myrtle's head.
"Who are you?" asked the black haired girl.
"Artio. And you?"
"Jane."
"How's she," Artio shook her head to the Moaning Myrtle.
"As always, sad... I'm leaving." said Jane.
"Okay," said Artio, "see you around."
As Jane exited the bathroom, Artio approached the Moaning Myrtle, "Hi," she said.
"Hi, Artio," said the Moaning Myrtle, her eyes looked like she had been crying.
"I'm sorry, I promised to come here to talk to you and I didn't."
"It's okay," said the ghost, "Everyone forgets me, I tend to think it's normal. So, how has your week been?"
"Very good," she said, "Jeremy sent me an owl saying he loves me!"
"Good," the ghost forced a smile.
"I mean, he sent me five owls, carrying a great parchment which was enchanted with dancing words, coloured, singing, oh it was the most beautiful love declaration I've ever had!"
"Good!"
"Yes... and Cho Chang and I had started training for the seeker position, but she's the best," Artio smiled, "Oh, and the revelation of the year!"
"What? Dumbledore married?" the ghost seemed to be happier.
"No, greater than that! Snape!"
"Snape?"
"Yes, he seems to like me. Everyone thinks I've put him under some curse, we pass hours talking about it."
"So you became a Slytherin right?"
"No, that's the thing, I'm a Ravenclaw and he hasn't taken any points from me, yet..."
"I can't believe! C'mon Artio, you can trust me, what spell did you cast on him?"
"Hehe, none, I swear."
"Oh, okay, he must have visited someone at St. Mungo's and that one isn't him but the person he visited, using Polyjuice Potion."
Both Artio and the Moaning Myrtle grinned with the joke, that was a possible theory, Artio would remember to joke with her house students telling them about that.
"You have to go, right?" asked the ghost who seemed to know when Artio was going to leave.
"Yes, I have the next class in less than three minutes, I really have to go. I'm sorry."
"That's okay, go on."
"I'll come here some day okay? I promise I won't forget."
"Do not promise what you can't accomplish" said the ghost, "I'm sure you will come if you remember, you needn't promise."
"Okay, but be sure I'll come."
"I am," these were the last words of the ghost, Artio walked back to the Great Hall and then to the classroom.
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Sitnalta Island, 14th Spetember 1994.
I haven't written anything since the 5th because there weren't many things to write about.
In summary, Amanda and Barbara continue playing chess every night but now they do it in an empty classroom of the second floor.
Jeremy and I have talked about Artio, he's really in love with her and now that he's happy, he is more handsome than before. I think Artio wouldn't like to hear about this...
Anaras and Carldonne have been discussing many things, normally I try to make them think about love and to stop with the discussions because I'm sure they love each other.
Tacy recommended me some books to read, she's a romantic, every book is about some unforgiven(or unrequited???) love story, I've started to read the first of them but it is getting boring.
I'm afraid Stella has been caught by some student, as Amanda caught her... no sign of her. I really need to hear the reason why she's here in the academy but she wasn't able to tell me yet. I will try to discover the 'raptor'.
Cynthia T.
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Sitnalta Island, 21st September 1994.
As of the last time I wrote there are not many things to write about.
Stella is missing and I have no clue as to who caught her.
Classes are beginning to be boring, I have won some points but they're not enough for almost anything and for the things they would be enough I can't use them because of Jeremy spell book.
The interesting class is History of Magic, the one which seemed to be the most boring. Professor Tintacle told us more about the Lusitania Artefact and its powers, and the legend. I really liked the legend.
It says that the artefact will be inside the person who can save the world from a Dark Wizard, or on the contrary help the Dark Wizard to have more power, depending on which side the person who has the artefact is on.
My room mates have already decided in dorm conference that the actual owner of the Artefact was already born and that he's Harry Potter, 'It's the only thing that can explain that a one-year-old boy can defeat such Dark Wizard as he is', they say. I myself was present at those 'conferences', as I've called them, but I haven't revealed my opinion because I don't really think he has the artefact. Actually I don't trust the legend one hundred percent.
As always Amanda has been playing chess during the night, with Barbara. Ariane and Monica told me that Andrew, the Seagull student that usually go play chess with us, has fallen in love... with me. I didn't believe them, then, but since that day I've been paying attention to him and, in fact, he is a bit shy, at least with me, what makes me re-think on what they said. Actually I doubt he loves me, we met in the beginning of this month, not already a month has passed!
As always, Jeremy passes his entire free time searching for sweet love sentences in the library so he copy them to the owl and send to Artio, they're happy, I think, I haven't told anyone about the spell but Stella.
The Astronomy class is the most scary for me, I don't know why but it is. Captain Dolphin does ask me many questions, more than everyone else, I have been avoiding him, I don't want to tell him that I haven't enough points, Tacy told me I didn't. I fear him since that day he became strange, I may have misunderstood what he meant and perhaps I have no reason for being scared with him but I can't not be.
Carldonne and Anaras are alright now, when I found them together I told them, 'See? I knew that Love would win this battle!'
This is Sunday night and Amanda will be appearing at my bed curtains soon asking me to go play chess with them.
I'll tell you who won this time when I get back to the dorm, if I am not too sleepy.
Cynthia T.
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The same night, almost three hours later...
I just had to write this.
As I said, Amanda asked me to go with her, Monica, Natasha and Ariane for another chess game. Barbara and Amanda haven't finished the game so I don't know who will win.
But the most important is another thing.
Andrew.
Yes, the girls were right, he told me he loves me. Well I may tell you how it happen exactly.
We arrived at the second floor (an empty classroom where they play chess since last week) and they were there, Andrew, Michael and Barbara. Amanda and Barbara started playing, as well as all of us and Andrew made sure he would play against me (normally I play with Natasha).
When we finished the game (I won), I told him 'Andrew you let me win, that isn't funny, you should just play, not let me win... why did you do that?' and he, after a silence, replied, 'because I want to see you happy, because I love you.'
Yes, the words were those, I didn't believe him, I just stood at him saying nothing. Suddenly his face transformed into Jeremy's, and I stood looking at him for a while, when I realized what was really happening, and I told him, 'But Andrew, we just met, what, A month ago? I have only seen you during some nights I've came here to play chess... I just don't understand how you love me...'
I know that wasn't the best attitude, practically I just told him 'but I do not love you' but when I realized it was done. Then I tried to repair it, I said 'I am just your friend, I am not sure if there is something else... give me some time, okay?'
I am sad, I shouldn't have told him that.
But now it's done.
And I don't understand why did I imagine Jeremy at his face... He's ARTIO'S boyfriend, and she's my BEST friend.
I'll just get some rest which I really need.
Cynthia T.
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The afternoon had passed too fast, that Tuesday had been too boring and Cynthia was trying to relax, watching the sunset, sitting in the grass, her back to the tree where she and Stella had met almost one month ago. This was the last day of September, and Cynthia had no sign of Stella since those weeks so long ago.
Jeremy had stood with her some minutes ago, in the Great Hall, letting Cynthia know about Artio and everything.
When the sun disappeared, Cynthia prepared to stood up and go inside the castle and finally an insect flew in her direction.
The animal trembled and transformed into Stella. "Cynthia!" she exclaimed.
"Stella," Cynthia hugged Artio's mother, at the beginning she was angry with her but now, maybe because of the conversation they had, she felt like she was Artio's other protector.
"I've been caught," said Stella, "I wasn't able to escape so I couldn't contact you, but I know that nothing important happened. Why did I have to be a Glumbumble? People look at such bug, think it's so sweet and, boom, caught it and made it prisoner. Ah..."
"In fact, it shall be a difficult thing, to be a Glumbumble... But you didn't tell me the purpose of your coming here. Now tell me until you have to go again."
"Yes, because you should already know this... Let me continue, where were we?"
"You said that, erm, Voldemort was Artio's real father and then just vanished."
"Yes, I was very sad of remembering those moments..." said Stella, looking down, "The most important thing is that Artio is in danger. Have you heard about the Lusitania artefact?"
"Artio's in danger? Ah, yes, Professor Tintacle told us about it."
"And its legend?"
"Yes, my dorm mates think that the one who owns the artefact is Harry Potter, they say that it is the only thing that explains the disappearance of the Dark Lord at the young boy's hands."
"In fact, they're wrong," said Stella, "Artio owns the artefact, and that's the reason why she's in danger."
"Artio? But... How Artio?"
"Yes, it's her, the one who can do the change. There are several ways for the Dark Lord to come back, but that's the easiest of all."
"Sorry, I don't understand, what does Artio has to do with the Dark Lord, apart from being his daughter?"
"Apart from being his daughter? Cynthia, that's the reason of everything, they can't be split."
Cynthia suddenly remembered about the owl that Artio had sent her, talking about the snake that appeared on her arm when Harry Potter looked at her.
"Stella, Artio wrote me about a thing that happened to her. When Harry Potter looked in her direction she felt pain in her arm and a snake appeared there, she can't explain why."
"Ah, yes, the mark."
"The mark?" asked Cynthia, who didn't understand how Stella could say those words with such naturality.
"Yes, I have one too," Stella showed Cynthia her mark, a skull, on her left arm, "Both of us have a mark, as well as her father, it was him who made them."
"But yours is different," said Cynthia.
"Yes, do you know what the Dark Mark is? It is a snake coming out of a skull. Artio 'came out' of me, so she is the snake and I'm the skull. All made up by him, intelligent by the way."
"Weird, and creepy!"
"Yes. But it is reality, we have to live with it. At least, Artio's doesn't appear all the time, just when some enemy of the Dark Lord looks at her; mine is always seen, both day and night..."
"But we were talking about the Legend of the Lusitania Artefact," said Cynthia, "tell me more."
"As I said, Artio has the artefact, and she's the one who can change everything, for good or for worse than it is now," Stella paused for a moment and then continued, "The point is... Voldemort's followers want to catch Artio, they want to take Lusitania from her and the object will raise the Dark Lord easily. On the other hand, if Artio can fight them and resist, Lusitania will help kill him."
"So we have to tell Artio," said Cynthia.
"No," Stella was calm, "She is safe at Hogwarts. Actually I made up the entire plan to put her at Hogwarts, she is safer there than she's here in the academy. Cynthia, if we let Artio know she will get into trouble."
"Okay, so what can we do?"
"I saw your diary that night, when the girl caught me."
"What?" asked Cynthia, "How could you...? You shouldn't read other people's diaries!"
"I know, and I'm sorry, but it's done, and it will help you a lot!" said Stella and Cynthia changed immediately her tone of voice.
"Me? How?"
"I've seen that you have to find a spell on a book so you can cast the spell on Jeremy." Stella was glad of her knowledge.
"No one was supposed to know about that," Cynthia commented, "But if you can help me…"
"I know a way for you to get the spell," said Stella.
"A… way? What do you mean?"
"The main quest is for you to learn the spell, right?"
"Yes," Cynthia replied, not understanding what Stella meant.
"No matter the way you can do it, right? So I have a plan."
"Tell."
"You usually go talk with Tacy, right?" asked Stella.
"Yes, do you know her?"
"I did, she was here when I studied in the academy. But that doesn't matter. So you will have to go to the library and talk to her, with me in your pocket, around the time she closes the door. Then I will go to the restricted section and I'll copy the spell instructions onto some parchment, which you will read and learn later."
"But that isn't right," Cynthia protested, "I shall get it with my effort, my points."
"Nuh-uh," Stella shook her head no, "You shall help Robin in his plan, I don't know what it is, but will help Artio for sure, and that's your first objective. So you have to agree with me, I'm the last card you can play."
"Okay, then." Cynthia finally agreed and they set up the last details of the plan, they would go to the library on Tuesday afternoon, that was the day when the least students were in the Library at that time because most of them would participate in the Quidditch Tryouts for the House teams.
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It were half past six in the afternoon, the Library would be closed at seven o'clock. Cynthia had gone to the fields to catch Stella, who was already in her pocket on her Aminagus shape.
"Hello," said Tacy when she noticed Cynthia was there, "I haven't seen you for almost one week, what happened?"
"I, yes, I haven't been able to come here because I had lots of homework to do, the mid-term tests start in two weeks…" Cynthia lied, Tacy wouldn't for sure be able to know if she did or didn't have plenty of homework to do.
"Ah, it must be hard, I remember on my school time, Professor Binns was my History of Magic teacher, he was already a ghost and we didn't pay any attention to his class so the tests weren't any fun… Then, to hide the tests marks of his memory he demanded us to do research work on the older books I've ever seen… I passed more than two weeks reading those books after classes and during the night because I wanted to have a good mark on his class and that was my last chance. On the presentation day, he asked my house students what they thought about my work, as he always did, and they replied 'This was the worst work I've ever seen, the time of your speech is wrong, the Goblin Rebellion wasn't in 1896, and you misunderstood your title with the theme. I would give you a negative mark but as it isn't possible, zero is the right thing.' This was what Joan Urtig said about my work and the Professor agreed, he gave just a 'zero'. I had passed my entire free time researching for him and I was sure my work wasn't that wrong, although I knew that the Goblin Rebellion wasn't in 1896. I became so sad that for the rest of the week I didn't eat anything."
"Oh…" said Cynthia and, as she noticed that Tacy was looking to the desk but wasn't seeing it but thinking about those times, she opened her pocket and the Glumbumble flew for the restricted section of the library. The plan was accomplished but now she had to be hearing of Tacy's History of Magic class for a while before going downstairs.
"Then I understood he and Joan weren't enough to kill my soul. I have never done any homework for his class and I had to repeat History of Magic in the following year but, as a new professor came to the academy, I did it successfully…"
"Oh, I knew you wouldn't be upset by that thing…" Cynthia commented, feeling bad for saying that because it wasn't true, she never thought about it, she didn't even hear attentively what she had been saying. Cynthia wasn't the person that was talking to Tacy, she couldn't hurt anyone like that, she just couldn't. But now it had been said, Tacy seemed to agree, or not notice she was lying, so she didn't have to worry about.
"Yes," Tacy said, "So, have you read the books I've recommended to you?"
Oh, that was a difficult thing to answer, Cynthia had started reading some but she didn't continue because it was boring, "Erm, no, I mean, I've started reading some but… then there were homework and the little free time I have I spend reading school books…"
"Oh, poor girls, I think that Professors shouldn't make you do so much homework…"
"Yes, I also think so. Well, I have to go, I will help at the Quidditch tryouts."
"Oh, okay," Tacy looked at her watch and declared, "It's almost time to close the library, I shall go with you, for sure no one will come here after the casts."
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Sitnalta Island, 2nd October 1994.
Since the last time I wrote in this yellowed parchment I haven't seen Stella. I've told you about The Plan, and that I let her go to the Restricted section so she can copy the spell for me to learn it.
I don't know what happened to her but, in fact, she might have been there searching for it. She couldn't make any noise and, if someone discovers her there she will be kept in her Animagus shape even if that means some prison in an empty bottle or some other thing. Those were the terms of our 'treaty' as I call it, when she decided to go there and help me with my things, which actually are theirs more than mine.
Artio told me in her last owl, which I received yesterday night, that Hogwarts will be receiving the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons schools of wizardry for the Triwizard Tournament, there might be some confusion and lots of things for the house elves to prepare. She also writes about her training with Cho Chang for the Ravenclaw house Seeker position, which are going bad for her because she stopped letting Cho win, now she fights for the position too but it isn't good the same way because Cho wins more times than she does. Now I think she's acting correctly, one must fight for their own objectives, even if that means sadness for some others. When some people are happy, some other must be sad, that's the main law of the mankind living.
She told me that she has often visited Moaning Myrtle, she says that she's a sympathetic but lonely ghost so she likes to help cheering her up. She didn't tell Cho that she's seeing a ghost several times a week because if she did, Cho would think she is crazy. She says that Cho and her are only competitive on the Quidditch fields, off them they're friends as if they weren't fighting for the same thing, and that means that one will win and the other will lose. I don't think that Cho can separate reality on 'Quidditch field personality' and 'elsewhere personality', Artio may be wrong… When I write back to her I must say that she should tell Cho about the ghost. If she's really her friend she won't think she is crazy, right?
Jeremy and Walter are already thinking about their dates for the Hallowe'en ball. Perhaps the other boys are also thinking about it but they're the ones I heard about… they're girl crazy, but I'm sure that Jeremy is doing it for fun because he really loves Artio…
I will go to the library tomorrow morning trying to get Stella back into my pocket, I hope she's in good health.
P.S. – Andrew is missing, I mean, he's missing from my sight, I haven't seen him. Perhaps he didn't accept what I told him but in fact I don't love him, at least not in this moment; Although I can't say that I won't ever love him because the Earth does turn many times…
Cynthia T.
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Entering the library, Cynthia understood that The Plan was accomplished, she saw the Glumbumble on a desk near the wall.
"Hi," Cynthia said to Tacy.
"Hey," the woman replied, "how are you?"
"I'm fine," Cynthia showed Tacy the books she was carrying, "I came here to return the books you've recommended me."
"Oh, have you already read them?" asked Tacy.
"I'm sorry, no, I had been too much homework to do," one more lie, Cynthia thought, she would become a professional liar, and she didn't like the idea, "But I want to return them so someone can read them here, I don't want to have them because I want to share them. This way I will borrow one at a time and the other students can access to the others."
"Oh, what a nice girl, I love people who share their things with the others. I agree with you, this way more people can read them. Five ~points for the Dolphin house," she declared proud of Cynthia's action, her eyes shining happily.
"Thanks," Cynthia said. As Tacy turned to put the books on their places she shook her hand in the bug's direction and it flew to her pocket. "I have to go," she said, and prepared to leave.
"Oh? Already?" asked Tacy, "And what about the book you wanted to borrow? Do you think you have enough points for it?"
"Erm," Cynthia mumbled, what would she say? She wasn't going to borrow the book anymore. "I… I don't have enough points…"
"Oh, okay, see you later."
Cynthia nodded and went out of the library, Stella was moving in her pocket, she might be as happy as Cynthia as the plan was successful.
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Outside the castle, Stella returned to the human shape. Some students were already having breakfast, others were having their first class of the day. As it was dangerous for the Animagus woman to be discovered, they had to talk quickly.
"So, mission accomplished?" asked Cynthia, a smile on her face.
"Almost. As you can see, I am not able to keep the parchment, it'd be bigger than a bug. It's written, I copied it as I was asked to, and checked it several time to avoid errors."
"But where have you put it?" asked Cynthia, some irritation in her voice; she thought that the woman would do everything but now she still have a task to do.
"Inside 'Wizarding Dictionary of ancient languages'. Between pages twenty-two and twenty-three. I made sure it was a public book, no points are needed to request it."
"Why the hell did you choose that book?" asked Cynthia, "What reason would I have to consult such book? No one will believe me. Dammit!"
"You… sorry but I risked my own freedom, I could have been caught. That book was the nearest to me, you just have to say it's for… discovering the meaning of some thing. Ah, you'll make up something. Now, go there and start training for it."
"Now? Are you crazy?" Cynthia was upset, the woman didn't do what she was expecting and that put her out of her wits, "I told Tacy that I had homework to do and that I didn't have time to read, how will I go there now, ten minutes after leaving? I must wait until tomorrow, at least tomorrow."
The woman looked at her but she had no choice but agree, she couldn't be exposed and she couldn't do anything else. Stella was waiting for the day she could save her daughter from her own father. But now the only thing she could do was wait until Artio's best friend decided to go to the Library… depending on a teenager was no good thing for Stella but she had no choice.
A Glumbumble flew to a tree leaf, sleeping would help pass the time.
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Sitnalta Island, 5th October 1994.
I have finally a copy of how to cast the spell. I don't know if I have written this but I didn't have any idea of what spell it was, I just limited to think about it as 'the spell'…
It is called the 'Quebralinus' spell. As I have read, it says that the spell breaks the link between two people. I suppose that Captain Dolphin wants to break the link between the people that cast the spell on Artio and herself. He told me that the person who cast it can control Artio, as if she is under the Imperius curse. The spell that was cast is not unforgivable, although it is also Dark Magic, and it takes more time to be cast than the Imperius itself.
I am training to do it properly. It consists in several wand movements, up down, turn, left, plus saying the words 'Quebralinus', it seems easy but it isn't that easy because the wand must have some centimetres between each movement, I don't want to describe that, it's boring.
I will tell Captain Dolphin that I'm ready for it in some days. I will be able for it, I'm sure.
P.S. – Andrew talked to me yesterday, he seemed to be trying to forget what I've told him, or what he told me. I think he is just trying to be my friend. I respect his feelings so I did the same thing, not talking about any past conversation between us. I hope he understands my position, I just can't say that I love him because I… just can't.
Cynthia T.
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It was almost mid-October when Cynthia decided to talk with Captain Dolphin. When she knocked at his office's door a 'Come in' was heard.
Cynthia opened the door and entered, "Good morning, Captain."
"Cynthia!" he exclaimed, smiling. He looked like the old Captain Dolphin, the one who didn't know what it was to be angry, "What a surprise!" Cynthia had been attending his class but it wasn't the same thing as talking to him, looking in his eyes, in his office, with no one else.
"I just came here because I'm ready."
"Ready?" he asked.
"Yes, I know what the spell is, I've been training and I think I am able to cast it on Jeremy."
"Good, I wasn't expecting that this soon. Did you get that greatest amount of points? The Dolphin house would be glad to count with those points for the House Cup points challenge…"
"Erm, I just know how to do it, that's what matters, right?"
"Right," he said, "We have to hurry up. Listen to me…"
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Sitnalta Island, 14th October 1994.
Today I went to Captain Dolphin's office. I told him that I was ready for the spell casting. He was kind of surprised.
He told me every detail, he must have been planning that for twenty years. We'll cast the spell on Jeremy in the 18th, it is Friday and Captain told me it'd be good if he passed the weekend sleeping, so he wouldn't miss a greater number of classes… He will be sleeping until Monday afternoon, or night, depending on how he will react to it. Captain Dolphin told me that he would tell the professors that he went to Flores, an Island of the Muggle Azores archipelago, to meet his family who wanted to see him, and he would return Tuesday.
As he had already told me, we have to put him in some place where no one finds him. Captain told me about a sort of tree-house, on a big ancient tree. As he described, it is full prepared to receive him, a wooden bed and it's not easy to find. I hope I don't fail this, for sure Captain Dolphin would kill me.
Ah, Artio wrote me saying that the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students would arrive at Hogwarts in the 30th, it'll be too much work for the house elves…
P.S. – Andrew and I have been meeting, like friends only, to see the sunset for four days. Tonight he brought me a flower, a white rose, saying that it was some kind of friend gift… I know what he meant, he can't be my friend only. And I can't be anything else than a friend for him. I really like him, he's cool, he's friend of his friend, helpful, if I could decide who to love I would choose him. But I can't. By the way, that can be a possibility for my work when I graduate, to invent a way of choosing who to fall in love with.
Gah, for sure I won't be successful.
Cynthia T.
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The rest of the week passed too fast, Friday night came quickly. That was the night of everything, or nothing. Everything depended on the success or failure of that spell. She didn't know what 'everything' meant but she believed that, as it was Captain Dolphin who said that two days ago, when he established some more.
"I discovered this tree yesterday, I think it's wonderful and quite cool. I wanted to share my discovery with someone else," Cynthia told Jeremy when they walked in the tree-house direction.
"That's cool. I should have told Walter, he would love to come with us."
"No!"
"No?" he asked, not understanding Cynthia's fear, "He wouldn't tell anyone, he's a cool guy."
"I mean, I want to show this to you first."
Soon they were climbing up the leader to the house of the tree, Cynthia first. Captain Dolphin was still there but Jeremy didn't know.
Both Cynthia and Captain Dolphin would cast the spell at the moment Jeremy was up there, that was the way he wouldn't see Captain Dolphin and he wouldn't know anything, it would be easier in Captain Dolphin's opinion.
Cynthia drew her wand, as well as Captain Dolphin, and when Jeremy entered the house, Cynthia moved her wand the way she had been practicing, and said, Quebralinus at the same time. Captain Dolphin his own moved his wand when his mouth opened and let the words Finite Controlactus et Oblivio Personalle come out.
Jeremy was the target both orange and blue lights coming from the two wands, and fell asleep, a sleep that would continue for three days.
"He won't forgive me," said Cynthia, "I should have explained the whole thing to him, this is for Artio's safety, he doesn't know why I did this."
Captain Dolphin heard Cynthia and after a moment looking for Jeremy sleeping on the wooden bed he said, "Don't worry, he won't remember anything of this, he will just remember the moment when he was climbing up the ladder. You must be here with him when he wakes up. When he does, you just say that he fainted, you didn't know what to do and that you kept him here for three days. You tell him that he must say he was visiting his family at the Flores Island for those three days because if he doesn't you'll be in trouble. Easy, huh?"
"Easy?" asked Cynthia, "I don't think so, but that's the thing I have to do, no choice, right?"
"Right. See you Tuesday at the Astronomy class, I hope you can deal with his questions, I trust your imagination."
As he said this he went down the ladder and Cynthia would only see him again on Tuesday.
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Cynthia made exactly what Captain Dolphin had told her, every step, every detail. He trusted her, he said it was okay.
Cynthia noticed that on that Monday night Jeremy was looking at her with a different shining on his black eyes. It seemed to be a super nova in the sky. She thought it was her problem, he might be looking at her as ever, but the hours she had spent looking at his face, closed eyes, sleeping, made her see other things than reality. His hair looked more brilliant than the other days although he hadn't showered for more than three days…
They entered the castle some minutes later and he did what she asked him to do, tell everyone he had been with his family during those three days he was missing.
Cynthia finally felt fine, no feeling of duty.
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Sitnalta Island, 22nd October 1994.
Everything is done. Finally Jeremy woke up. I saw that I wrote more than five pages describing Jeremy sleeping… I also noticed that every day I wrote the same thing, what a waste of parchment…
I have finally accomplished my mission.
Artio wrote to me saying that the entire school is waiting for the foreign students to arrive at Hogwarts. She followed my advice and finally told Cho about the Moaning Myrtle. As I expected, she says that Cho didn't say any worse thing, she even told her that herself have been talking to her some times in her second year. Their training seems to be going on with no bad things, Cho wins more times than Artio, she says that she doesn't influence it, it just happens, but I'm not sure.
P.S. – Andrew and I have been meeting during these three days, he started talking about the dates for the Hallowe'en ball. I told him the truth, no one asked me yet, and as most of my friends were asked I think I will go alone. Yes, even Andrew didn't ask me, he also doesn't have anyone to go with. I think he doesn't invite me because he doesn't want his effort to be my friend to be in vain. I also don't want that.
Cynthia T.
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The Tree-house where Jeremy slept, 25th October 1994.
I have been coming here for this week, Jeremy comes here sometimes too but now he's not here so I'm writing this. This is my lunchtime, I usually write before sleeping but now is a special occasion.
The thing that I was expecting didn't happen, Andrew asked me to go to the ball with him.
I think that he was too shy to ask me the other day so he could only do it today. He asked me in the morning break. He just said, 'Cynthia I have no one to come to the ball with. Do you want to go with me?'
I saw that he had been training that for centuries and when he said he felt like, wow, it's done! Then he said, 'Do you have someone yet? I mean, you don't want to accept.'
I realized it was my decision, I could tell him, no I don't have anyone yet, or I could lie to him. As I thought about my friends who were going with other boys and didn't even think about something else than a 'going to the ball' I simply said, 'I would appreciate'.
Yes, we could only be friends even if I went to the ball with him, couldn't we? I thought so, and I agreed. He looked at me for a while, I think he was not believing what I said. Finally he stood up, told me 'Wait for me in the Great Hall on the Thirty-first' and was gone. Simple, huh? I myself was glad to have someone to go to the ball with.
But then, trouble, Jeremy asked me to go with him. I thought he had found someone else, I knew that he and Walter were talking about it since the beginning of the month. I just couldn't tell him no but in fact I didn't want to go with him, he was, I mean, is Artio's boyfriend!
That's why I had to write this. Do you know what I told him? I have someone to go with yet, but I can reserve you a dance. He was incredulous, I saw, and he asked 'A dance?' and I replied, 'A dance or nothing.'
He agreed and went away… I don't know if I did the right thing, I fear I didn't, Andrew won't like that for sure. But now it's done, so I will have a dance with him .Oh my god!
Cynthia T.
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The night of the ball came faster than the night of Jeremy's spell. Cynthia dressed in her ball dress, the one required by the academy when she received the list of supplies for the year. It was a long, light green dress, decorated with some white roses over it. Her hair was arranged with a crown of flowers
When she went down stairs, Andrew was awaiting her in the Great Hall, thinking, 'wow'.
"G-good evening," he said, and took Cynthia's arm.
"Good evening," she replied smiling.
The meal was great, there were many things that students didn't have for normal school days' meal. The entire academy was dressed beautifully as well as every one, even Professor Tintacle.
After dinner Andrew and Cynthia stood up when they heard the music. That was the first dance of the night, many students were still talking, not dancing yet.
Near the end of the first dance Jeremy approached them.
"You promised me a dance," he declared ignoring Andrew, who was looking at Cynthia and Jeremy apprehensively.
"Now?" she asked, taking a look at Andrew who didn't open his mouth.
"Yes, why not?"
"Andrew," Cynthia began, "I promised him a dance, I'll be right back." She knew it wasn't an acceptable reason but she didn't want to tell him another word, but avoid his staring.
"Okay," he said, seeming to be all right.
Cynthia joined Jeremy and they started dancing the second dance of the night, a slow one. Jeremy drove them to the corner of the Great Common Room, there were many people dancing but there Andrew wouldn't hear him.
"Cynthia, do you know your blue eyes were the first I saw when I woke up in the tree-house?" he began. Cynthia looked at him but didn't say anything.
"Your black hair was the first hair I saw when I woke up. Your nose was the first nose I saw when I woke up…" he made a pause and then a sweeter voice, "Your lips were the first lips I saw when I woke up, in the tree-house."
Cynthia was looking at him, they continued dancing in the same room, in the middle of the same people but it seemed like they were in another universe.
"Your hair, your eyes, your nose and your lips won't ever be forgotten by me. Do you know why?" he demanded, she didn't have to reply, he would say the next sentence the same way.
Cynthia moved her lips 'no' but no sound was made.
"Because I love you, Cynthia," said Jeremy.
He approached of her, his lips wanted desperately to touch hers who seemed to be thousands of kilometres away. He was kissing her, Cynthia knew it but she could do anything, she thought about every moment they had passed in the academy, those three days observing him sleeping. Now she was sure, she loved him too. She kept thinking of him as he approached his lips of hers, they were millimeters between them. Cynthia was still thinking of the way they had met, trying to remember when she fell in love and suddenly the image of her best friend and Jeremy's girlfriend Artio came to her head.
Cynthia turned her face and he kissed her cheek, "Jeremy you love Artio, not me!" she said, thinking she was screaming but in fact she was whispering.
"Artio?" he asked, a confused face, "Who is Artio?"
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Yay, another chapter! I am so glad I finished it! This is big, I know, but remember that it will have one more chapter only and an epilogue until the end. In this chapter many things have happened, almost two months have passed although in the other nine chapters almost a week had passed… I hope you have liked this one, I'm ready to hear from you. Please leave a review.
Another A/N: Túlia helped a lot with her sentences to the development of this chapter. When needed I have added a few Author Notes when it happened so you could point where they are. Túlia thank you o much.
Next Chapter: How the hell can Jeremy don't remember Artio? Yes, they were in love for more than two months! Stella will have her word to say, she didn't like to depend on Cynthia once, remember? How will she react when Cynthia tells her that Jeremy simply doesn't know who's her daughter? What about Captain Dolphin? Will he continue hiding what he did with Jeremy? What if someone discovers? I'll let you all know the answer for these questions soon. Have fun!
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