Last time:
Lenalee went to hug the white haired boy, but froze as she noticed a scent that drifted off his clothes. "Allen, what were you doing just now?" she asked suspiciously. At the question, Allen seemed to shrink.
"Now Lenalee," he tried to sooth, "I know you don't like it, but I had to get rid of my stress som—" But whatever he meant to say was cut off by Lenalee as she started scolding him.
"Rid of stress? It's dangerous Allen! What if you'd been hurt or killed? We wouldn't know."
"Relax Lenalee, it's not like I don't have experience. I've been doing it for a long time."
"It doesn't mean you should!"
"I made some money! I didn't get hurt! It was just cards."
Lenalee growled.
"Fine," the white haired boy gave up. "I won't go gambling while we are here. I'll just hang around here with you guys. Will that make you happy?"
Lenalee beamed.
The Hogwarts trio stared.
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Chapter Eight
Allen smiled innocently at the trio, feeling their suspicious glances burn into him like the rays of the sun on pale skin. There honestly wasn't any reason for them to be so uptight about the whole situation. It wasn't like the exorcists themselves wanted to be there. Wizards were very arrogant, Allen noticed, for anything that was out of the ordinary they immediately named themselves the cause. It drove Allen, and the 14th insane.
Allen with the memories such arrogance brought up, starting with the red-haired devil he had been forced to rely on during those first few years of his life, and later with the Noah. The 14th with the insult the wizards had unknowingly tossed his way.
"Harry," Allen turned to address the boy, "I understand that you are wary because of the house I was sorted into. Nonetheless, please try and keep your issues to yourself. Not everything revolves around the petty war you wizards are so caught up in."
At the words the boys face drained of color, and just as quickly filled back up, the red blood staining his cheeks the same color.
"This is not a petty war! People are dying. It is a huge threat to the entire world! I should know facing Voldemort so many times." His voice rose with each word he spoke, unconsciously announcing their entire argument to the entire Alley. Allen was sure in the boys own mind he had gone through hell, he was sure that many others saw him the same way. It still didn't change the fact that he was a child without the capabilities to rationally deal with the hard truths in life. He simply had no need.
"You are still a child if you believe that." Allen answered staring into emerald eyes. He knew what he was going to say made him a monster but he was sure that it would save him pain later on. "How many people have actually died? Can you keep count? Do you know all their names? How many muggles as you call them really have anything to do with Voldermort? That is why your war is petty, and why you are still a child."
His friends shifted behind him, reminding Allen that they all lost something in their own war. They still didn't trust him to be able to control the 14th now that he had come alive in his mind. No matter if it wasn't his fault, or that there was a bigger threat looming he was still watched and evaluated. Yet they remained silent, reminding Allen that they still trusted him even a little.
"What do you know?" Hermione burst in, glaring through teary eyes."What do you know of what we went through, what we had to see? You have no right to barge in an say that it was petty."
"I know many things about war." This time it was Lavi that had replied."That is what my family studies, it is never pretty and it never ends. That's all that you need to know. "
"We should head back to the school now anyway." Lenalee jumped in, smiling to lighten the atmosphere. Without pausing she grabbed Hermione's hand and dragged her into the direction of the pub. "Come on!"
Allen and Lavi exchanged glances ,what can you do? before shrugging and moving to follow the girls.
Your becoming weaker boy. You let your mask down. The 14th's voice chuckled. How long do you think it will be until your friends will feel the same way the children do?
Shut up. Allen screamed in his mind. They won't betray me.
If you don't have them, then what do you have boy? You've dedicated your life to protecting your friends and the akuma that the Earl creates, what happens if you lose one?
14th POV
Stop it. Black Allen stepped into the swirling fog of the 14th's residence.
Do you care? The 14th asked, not really caring about the answer. If Black Allen said to stop he would, after all who would gambler with a professional cheater?
Not really. Came the bored reply, I just don't want to see him severely incapacitated because of mental damage. That would destroy me and leave the body useless to you.
What if that is my goal, after all the boy is still so trusting of the good in people it would be entertaining to rip away that one innocence he has allowed himself. It was odd the fourteenth thought that the two tenants of the boys mind talked so much about the decisions in his life, they really had no say in it at all.
Do not poke at him too hard or he will deflate and we will be stuck.
Normal POV
The group had finally reached the school and had parted ways to head to their houses. Allen had been given hastily describle directions before being shooed away, left to find the elusive house alone.
Easily he passed through the maze of halls, occasionally waking a portrait for directions.
He stopped by a picture of a griffin whose great orange wings were spread for flight and whispered the password, watching as the door opened with a silent whoosh of air.
The interior was darkly lit, and the expectant eyes of curious students gazed at him as he stepped through the door way.
"Hello."
Here it is, another chapter. This was done during my study block. Heads up this Month chapters might be a little slower then usual as I am participating at n a n o w r i m o . o r g But I will continue to write more chapters!
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