Aurora Black discovers she is destined to destroy the wizarding world and tries to do everything in her power to not do so.
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CHAPTER SEVEN:
HOGSMEADE, FLASHBACKS, AND A DOG
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Sunday 27th, November 1994
On the Sunday before the first tournament task, the students were permitted to go to Hogsmeade again. Unlike last year, the fourth years weren't looking that much forward to it.
Aurora, however, found herself seated at a small round table in The Three Broomsticks, steam curling up from her mug of butterbeer. Across from her sat Enzo, the Durmstrang boy she'd met a few weeks ago. His hair hidden behind a beanie on his head and wearing a long black jacket.
"Watch closely," he said, holding up a coin between his thumb and forefinger. He leaned over the glass of water, carefully placing a lemon slice on the surface before balancing the coin on top. It wobbled for a second then stilled, perfectly upright.
"Not bad," she admitted, sipping her butterbeer. "Does that trick work on anything else?"
"Only with lemons," Enzo said, mock-serious. "And only when performed by a Durmstrang student with impeccable charm."
Aurora rolled her eyes, though a small smile betrayed her. Around them, two of his friends laughed quietly in their native tongue, clearly amused at the exchange. She leaned back in her chair, enjoying the warmth of the room and the low hum of chatter.
After a while, her butterbeer had run dry, so she excused herself and made her way toward the bar. The moment she stepped up to order, she caught sight of Draco standing nearby with Crabbe and Goyle. Slightly to the side, Theo Nott was nursing his own drink, his posture relaxed but his eyes flicking over to her almost instantly. He looked uncomfortable, as if he hated social settings. That wouldn't have surprised her.
"Black," Draco greeted, his mouth curling into a smirk. The weird formality made Aurora scrunch her eyebrows. Her and Draco had grown apart this year. Whatever hope she had for him was slowly disappearing. "Forehead's still a bit sore from the other day, in case you were wondering."
Aurora arched a brow. "Good," she said flatly, "you deserved it."
Crabbe and Goyle gave each other confused looks, but Theo's lips twitched—whether in amusement or annoyance, she couldn't tell. She stepped closer to him, deciding to test the waters.
