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_{@Amara Dragamior}

November 1st; the first of the month and the day after the full moon. October 31st was a full moon which explained why Henry still looked around tried but that should get better in the coming days however not everything can go back to normal apparently.

Henry heard around the corridors talk about the full moon and how a lockdown was in place because of a escaped werewolf. He hoped no one noticed he was missing and was pretty sure no one did since he didn't have too many friends in slytherin and the ones he did had weren't necessarily close to him so they probably weren't searching for him in the long run..... how wrong the second year was.

However Henry still needed to know the information about the lockdown so he was planning to find and talk to his best friend; Logan Baird who knew he was a werewolf and ask her about it just in case someone started to talk about the lockdown with him after all.

Henry walked slowly down the corridor with his hands tucked away in his jean pockets looking for Logan whom he probably figured was either at the library, great lake, maybe the great hall, or he hoped not but the hufflepuff common room. The twelve year old was on his way to the library to hopefully meet his best friend when a blonde hair girl wearing a blazer slammed into him.

His first intention was to make sure she was okay as he helped the girl pick up her books before saying " are you okay there?" Henry then focused on the girl and saw it was his fellow second slytherin and dueling partner; Amara Dragamior.

Henry had to admit that they made a pretty good team and he would never admit but he cared for the girl however the boy had a bit to much on his mind as he spoke again " Amara I'm not in the mood-" however he couldn't even finish when he felt Amara grab his arm and shove him into the abandoned toilets as he muttered " Amara what the bloody hell are you doing?"

However her next few words stunned him as he just looked in Amara's eyes with thoughts spiraling how his mind as he was unsure with what to say or what to do as he started at Amara for a few moments.

" How... How did you find out? How d..do you know? Wh- uh how..." Henry stammered out as his face went unusually pale like during the nights leading up to a full moon as he leaned on the sinks and has a death grip to the sink edges.

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Interacting With: @Henry Knight
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Noon, November 1st
Outfit
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[font=Blackadder itc]Coded by Rafael D'Spacito[/font]

And here we go, another beautiful mess stands across from the blonde. Gripping the sink, face pale as Amara's hair Henry is just as broken. God, how selfish she was. Not even thinking about how this feels for him, the one who has this... disease.
"It was the only plausible reason you were not at the lockdown. But Henry I-" The world stops for a moment, any bitterness at all, it evaporates with the Dragamior's tears. She stands, she steps over, she pulls his hands off the sink, and envelopes the boy in a hug.

"You know it is safe with me, your secret right. I will never betray you or your trust." The weakness that was there just mere moments ago has left her. That soft cracking voice, it now has a hardened edge. She will fight for this boy, fight with her last breath and no one, no one ever will hurt him and come out alive.

Just a small girl, from a rich family. But there is more to the diamond than her shine, no she takes pride in her cracks and she will fight for them.

She lets go and steps back. She places a quick kiss on his cheek. "You are so, so strong Henry. Now tell me your story." She takes his hand and slides back onto the floor, bringing her partner in crime with her. "Tell me everything."

Henry felt himself squeeze the sink edge as he heard Amara speak with how she knows but then the boy felt something else as he looked up and into her eyes, a navy blue type color which was surrounded in a mess; a beautiful mess Henry thought. The boy was worried if anyone else knew, if anyone else in slytherin knew for that fact but he was also worried for Amara.... the girl was dealing with this to.... he was imagining if the roles were reversed.

Henry let go of the sink and stepped toward Amara as he spoke quietly and a bit shaky " I'm sorry Amara, I can figure what's going on in your mind to know that your dueling partner is a werewolf and I should have told you. I owed you that," he looked at her navy eyes again this time with a small smile as he continued " I just didn't know how, most people don't know so I didn't know how to tell you but I should have-" however before Henry could say more he felt Amara hug him. Henry didn't know what to do or what to think as he felt the girl hug him but he slowly hug her back with a smile lining his face.

" You don't have prejudiced? Or mind now that you know-" Henry spoke however after hearing her speak he then spoke " Thank you Amara.... uh you- you have no idea how much that means," Henry smiled at her as he let go and their hug ended. However the boy wasn't expecting his partner to kiss him on the cheek with her next words in which Henry was taken back but he squeezed back on her hands and smiled at her.

Henry felt Amara pull him to her spot and sit on the ground, he also sat on the ground as he leaned his back against the door and heard Amara speak. Henry nodded but wasn't sure, he didn't know what he should tell her or if he should tell her.

" Story? You want to know how it feels to uh.... handle a fury problem or the start of this?" Henry asked before turning to meet her eyes.

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Interacting With: @Henry Knight
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Noon, November 1st
Outfit
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[font=Blackadder itc]Coded by Rafael D'Spacito[/font]

He is surprised, surprised at her loyalty, surprised she does not hate, fear, feel disgusted and that, that is what is truly disgusting. She shakes her head softly, it is one thing if she were attacked but for god's sake, this is Henry. The boy who can barely sling insults when the blonde is at half capacity, the boy who has fought with her, dueled with her, this boy is the family you hear about when you learn about friendships at Hogwarts. You could ask Amara what she wants to be in 10 years, who she wants to be, but the only thing she knows is that Henry will be by her side through it all.

And he sits with her. That is when she knows, he will be by her just like she will be by his side. He looks at her, and she sees all of him. Furry Little Problem and all. Of course, when he says that, a small laugh escapes. We forget she is just a 12, almost 13-year-old girl with the sense of humor of one.
"I... I never have gotten to know you. God, you probably know everything about me but I know about three things when it comes to the great Henry Knight. And well, I regret not trying to get to know you earlier."

This, this is a movie moment. Girl meets boy. Girl fights with boy. Girl learns boy's furry little secret. Girl fights for boy. Girl never lets boy go.

Henry smiled a bit at her words as he looked into her navy eyes as he thought we through they were dueling partners and practiced at dueling practices together and dueled together he really didn't know much favour her either. In fact he probably knew else about the fellow slytherin and yet Henry knew how he felt about her, well yes they may have gotten off on the wrong foot but now and maybe for a while Henry felt like the two were partners and that he cared for her, that he would remain by her side and hers by his.

They more than just dueling partners, at least they were now. Henry wasn't sure what you would call it, friendship? Partnership? Whatever it would be it was strong enough to allow Henry to stick by the girl through good and bad which is where they were starting.

" I probably know less about you then... maybe it's not to late for us to get to know each other?" Henry heard his voice speak as he looked into her eyes before pushing his hair back and speaking again " you asked about my fury problem earlier well..." Henry paused as he leaned his head back against the bathroom door... the story he was about to tell was probably his worst memory that he ever had... it was one that Henry tried to hard to forget even through he found himself living through it at night and constantly blaming himself during the day.... he knew be couldn't change the past but it didn't mean what happened wasn't his fault and he couldn't do something.... he could have but he froze.... thoughts like that continue to spiral around his mind before he opened his month and in a quiet voice spoke...

" I lived in godric hollow for most of my life before here, I have a twin sister; Annabeth and older brother; Arthur. My father works for the beast division at the ministry and my mum was a auror... I was six that night it happened, my family was really close at first you see and one night that happened to be a full moon we lost track of time and was stat grazing near this oak.... some believe what happened to us was a accident while others say we were targeted because my mum was a auror but we won't know since they were never able to find them. Two werewolves attacked my family that night, my father held off one and my mum held off the other while my brother held my twin and myself back..." the memory racing back clear as day as he saw the werewolf in the moonlight it's dark eyes staring into his soul before it snapped at his mother, a single teat ran down his face before he would continued " our parents couldn't hold them back... they were overpowering them and my mum told us to run... to flee to safety but my brother being 13 wanted to help so he pushed my twin and I away telling us to run as he helped my father fight off one werewolf.... my twin ran a few feet but stopped when she saw I stood frozen at my spot, unsure what to do or where to go but not wanting to just run and then before I could my mum look at him to tell me to run and that's when... that's when.. that's when it killed her-"

Tears now streaming down the boy's face as he wiped his hand against his skin but tears still flowed like the memory so fresh and clear in his mind. Henry wrapped his arms around his eyes with his head against the door and tears running down but still in a quiet and calm voice he spoke " after it- uh he killed her that's when it jumped on me and I couldn't run or hide... all I remember after that was a burning sensation on my chest where it clawed me and then waking up at st mungos later."

Henry wiped his tears away and finally the tears stopped as he let his hand touch his chest where the scat laid and will always be.