(Tw, mentions of death, and kife wounds)

Soon enough, it was morning. Ominis and I had gone back to our room. Thankfully, both Garreth and Sebastian were asleep when we did.

I didn't sleep a wink, though. Maybe that was a good thing. The first to wake up was Sebastian. He looks me up and down before approaching me.

"Sleep well?" I ask, folding my blanked since that was the only thing I had taken out all trip.

"Who can sleep when Weasley snores like hippogryf on a Tuesday morning!" Sebastian exclaimed. "I'm glad you're up now, though. The three of us haven't really been up to much thanks to those illvormony students who poisoned you."

"They wouldn't do that.. not consciously." I say.

"Yet they did." Sebastian narrows his eyes. Why are you always defending them?"

"I'm not! It's just..." I pause looking at the door. "I should probably go to the professor so they know I'm awake."

Sebastian walks over to me and intertwines his arm with mine. "I'm coming with, afterwords I need to show you something."

I don't bother on fighting him off. If there is something these boys have in common, it's how persistent they are.

We walk down the corridor to a small bookshelf. Sebastian let's me go before pulling a book, opening the bookshelf into a secret passageway. Inside, there were pictures upon pictures of drawings. I quickly freeze at the sight of them because all of these pictures were of me.

The pictures of me were from various stages of life. Some were of me with Rory. Others more recently, like when I was alone for that year, living in the streets of london... yet the one that caught me most by surprise was a vividly drawn picture of me, the older me from the world i lived in before. It was me staring in shock.. no fear, at whoever was drawing the picture. It was the scene I remembered way too much. The scene that happened before-

"Care explaining?" Sebastian asks, breaking my sweltering thoughts.

I force a smile on my face and shakily scratch my head. "I must have a secret admirer?" I say with a laugh. "How... sweet?"

"There is nothing sweet about this!" Sebastian exclaims, pulling out another photo from somewhere on the wall. This time, it was me, looking up in fear at someone. My neck seemed as if it was bleeding and cut. Tears were streaming down my face as I looked up at this person.

"Nothing about this is sweet (Y/n)." Sebastian repeats, crumbling the paper and then setting it on fire with a spell.

I can feel myself shaking, a memory I've been constantly trying to block off... hitting me in the face. I vowed not to let anyone know. I didn't want HIM to know. Out of all people... why.

"Well, it's all just... fan art?" I say, trying to ease off some tension.

"First, you're poisoned, now these creepy photos... get your head together for merlin's sake (y/n) someone is targeting you!"

"LET'S JUST LEAVE!" I finally yell, startling Sebastian. "Let's go, I'll take this as evidence of something bad and show it to Professor Black." I grab the one of me witnessing what I know is the murder of Rory, and put it in my pocket.

Sebastian watches me, and as I pass by him, he grabs my wrist and makes me look at him. "When we get back to Hogwarts, I expect answers."

He lets go, and we make our way out of the room, closing the bookshelf behind us and making sure no one was around.

We then make our way back to the room and finish packing while everyone wakes up. Then, we all load back into the flying bus, Sebastian and Ominis sit in front of me. While Garreth sat beside me.

Anxiety overwhelmed me as the boys were now very suspicious of me. I needed to do something, anything. I need to lay low and follow the storyline. Then get back home.

Then, it hit me when I suddenly listened to Garreth's conversation. "I personally think Obliviate is the scariest legal spell."

Obliviate.. yes! I quickly draw out my wand and focus on what I wanted everyone to forget. I then swish my wand and utter the world 'Obliviate'. Casting the spell on everyone on the bus. Erasing all of their memories from this trip. Making me, home free.

Or, was I?