Ariana could not find anything in the bookshelf, and laid down face first on the floor.
If it wasn't downstairs it was in one of her brothers' rooms.
Ariana moaned into the floor out of frustration. Her brothers wouldn't let her look at their books, they would suspect something.
That other boy probably knows.
How do you know that? She asked.
I can feel the dark magic coming off him, he'll help us be free.
"No" Ariana said out loud, "No dark magic."
"Are you alright Silver?"
It's him.
Ariana froze, sat up, and smiled.
"Vere you talking to me?" Ariana shook her head.
"Then who vere you talking to?"
"Uhhh...."
How do I tell him
Do it or I'll destroy your soul.
Ariana turned pale and took a deep breath to calm down.
"Do you ever, um, have....voices?"
"Vhat do you mean?"
"In you head." Ariana clarified.
"That's called thinking"
Ariana stomped her foot, "Not like that." Why did everyone think she was so stupid?
"Oh," Gellert realized, "the crazy kind."
He got it faster than your brother
He's probably crazy too. She shot back.
Ariana nodded.
"Sometimes people who don't think right hear voices or someone could've hexed you, although that vould be a complicated hex. Vhy do you ask?"
"No reason, it's just in a story I was reading."
"It could also have a correlation with sickness." Gellert said taking a book off the shelf and walking upstairs.
Ariana sat on the floor, stunned.
That's not what you needed—get him back here.
"Obscurus." Ariana said aloud. Gellert hadn't given her any information, he'd only confirmed her own suspicions. But she needed that book.
Where had it gone? And where did it come from in the first place?
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✔The Silver Side | Ariana Dumbledore
FanfictionSummer 1899 Ariana Dumbledore struggles with the death of her mother and living with her brothers. Her health is getting worse and so is her brothers' relationship. She navigates discovering what her illness really is and reconnecting her brothers...
