Hogwarts Legacy : A Sixth Year Continuation

Chapter Thirty-Seven : Sweater

23rd November

Premonitions that have happened :
Highwing saving me
The Tales of Beedle The Bard on my Bed
Halloween, Luka's wings, sebastians devil mask
Hairbrush being returned with apology note.
Ominis and Ruby in the Undercroft

Premonitions still to happen :
Black hand ? - somehow related to Albus Dumbledore(kid from hospital wing)
Ominis at my home in Galway
The ancient magic trace in the unknown manor
Ominis and Ruby talking in common room next to Christmas tree
Ruby crying

Will update as revealed. Will add visions if I have anymore.

I finished scribbling in my book and admired my work, rolling up the sleeves of my huge sweater. It had been part of my muggle wardrobe when I would bundle up in the Irish winters. The days where the frost had killed any source of firewood and Mammy refused to let me light a fire with magic.
Six visions solved. Five yet to happen.
It had been a full month since my last new premonition of the future. I felt slightly put out. Often my visions scared me but it made me feel powerful. Like I was special to be chosen to see things others couldn't not , and with my self esteem on the floor I really could do with one soon.
After realising my last name was completely made up I had decided to try and do some research into changing it back. Back to what it had once been. It was tricky, a lot of legal jargon I couldn't really make sense of. And with Mammy dead it would make it ten times harder. I decided it wasn't urgent and was something I could leave until all of this was over. It was important to me. I wanted to be true to who I was , I wanted to be Kitty O'Hara.

"Incendio!"

"Fuck, Onai that's sore!"

"Engorgio"

"That's not working, Poppy."

"Defodio!"

"You nearly took my fucking arm off Kitty!"

We sat in the study of the Room of Requirement, books spread around us trying to prize Sebastians ring from his finger. So far we had done nothing apart from injure him and marked the marble floor to which Deek had let out a horrified squeal.
Poppy puffed her cheeks out then lay flat on her back , while Natty flicked through another book. 

"Deek can you come here for a moment please?" I called, trying to mend a hole in the sleeve of my old sweater.
The little elf hobbled over curiously while Sebastian downed his fifth Wiggenweld potion, the cut in his arm vanishing.
"Miss Moore, what is you needing?" He bowed deeply.

"Well, its no news to anyone that elves have different magic to us. Are you able to look at Sebastian's ring please? Just let me know if you think there's anything you can do? Or if you know anything we could try at all ?" I was starting to feel desperate. I didn't relish burning or gashing Sebastian's skin but he had insisted he would allow it if it meant getting the ring off.
Deek looked cautiously at Sebastian who held his long fingers toward the elf. Silver ring still shining, almost mocking our attempts to remove it.

Deek touched the ring and after realising it was safe to do so, started inspecting it closely, his long crooked nose almost brushing Sebastian's finger. He huffed and then looked at Sebastian before asking "May Deek try to take it off ?"

Sebastain rose an eyebrow before replying " If you're just going to try and slide it off, it wont work. I physically cannot force my body to do it and all of the girls are burned the second they even think about moving it upward."

"Deek would  like to try it sir, if he may." Desk said , somewhat sternly.

Poppy sat upright, suddenly interested by the elf's determination. Sebastian nodded and we watched as Deek slid the ring upward, he hadn't been singed like Poppy, Natty and I had been.