After standing by the window for a while, Elena began to get ready. However, before she left, she placed her butterfly clip on the nightstand. Here she left a piece of herself, just as Lewis did when the nightmare drove her away.
At noon, she broke through the magical barrier at King's Cross Station and returned to her world.
Lincoln, fucking move, Draco muttered as she froze at the entrance to the Hogwarts Express. She smiled at him and entered the train.
Taking the same compartment with Harry, Ron, Hermione and Malfoy. She began to ask them about how things were in the magical world.
-Nobody violated the truce, everyone behaved decently. Very decent. Suspicious... This silence and peacefulness bothers me, Ron muttered.
-Nothing, nothing... This is about to start, dear mother. After the calm, everything will get tougher, Hermione sighed.
Elena did not want to believe her friend.
***
However, time has shown Hermione to be right. After the truce ended, the devourers seemed to have broken free.
The Prophet reported daily of terrible murders and chaos in various cities in England and Ireland.
Night attacks on the castle resumed. All this had a terrible impact on Elena, who again felt defeated and, in a sense, deceived.
One day, after a couple of transfigurations, Lincoln couldn't stand it anymore. She went to her bedroom and took out a laptop, which the Weasley Twins and their father Arthur had worked on a lot during the holidays. Thanks to their efforts, the laptop was now charged by magic.
Opening it, Lena quickly began typing a letter to Lewis.
From: Elena Lincoln
To: Lewis Prothero
Date: 01/14/2024
Topic: Truce and its end
Very sweet... I woke up alone on the morning of January 9th. No note, nothing... Lewis. I felt like a whore. Which Your Majesty kindly fucked during the truce. Did you even ask me where I am, what I am? Maybe I'm in Las Vegas right now fucking five Elvises. And one more thing... Why did you intensify your attacks?
Sighing bitterly, Elena sent a message and returned to class.