Chapter Fifteen - Fate always wins

'He made a pact with Voldemort. He was granted the right to shed the blood of a Lestrange' Meissa spat the last word, staring at her shaken hands, her injured hand still throbbing with pain. 'I guess it was something to do with the Sword. Everything happened so quickly…' Lucien was sitting beside her on her bed, listening to her account. Claudia was beside her, still shaking slightly, her head buried against Meissa's shoulder. 'Trust my mother to name me after a weapon' she said, with a wry smile that did not meet her gaze. She gave a small shudder. Lucien returned the smile, squeezing her hand 'Fate always wins' he said quietly, then rising to leave the room.

'I guess we did handle it together' Claudia muttered quietly with a slight grin. 'Yeah, I guess…' Meissa brushed her hair lightly out of her eyes. 'Wonder how Tabby is… and Seth' Claudia whispered. Meissa turned to look at her friend, narrowing her eyes at the mischievous smile playing across Claudia's face. 'Is something funny?' she asked suspiciously. Claudia shrugged her shoulders, her grin widening.

'He likes you. Didn't't you know?'

As Lucien descended the stairs, he listened to the sound of numerous snorts of hysterical laughter. Typical teenage girls.

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