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(AN: Mature Content, read at your own risk!)
𝟔𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟑
Somethings never stay away from their origins and what they are fated to be.
Calypso gently grasps two bubbled horcrux in the palm of her hands. Both were shrieking. Luckily, it was muffled as to not disturb the quiet trail that she and Harry were trekking on. Ever since this morning, a nagging voice had been present in her head, that something bad would happen and it would affect them so badly, a full mental shutdown had to take place.
With two vile souls to be destroyed. Calypso thinks of the possibilities. She can not help but think that every time something good or decent happens, tragedy follows? Like a pattern on a broken tape, repeating itself. She pushed away the thought and turned to the open space Harry had prepared. She gently placed the bubble item on the dirt before stepping back a few steps.
"You take the ring; I take the locket." Harry commanded, turning to the said object.
Calypso hummed, looking at the ring, shrieking inside the bubbled. They should have done this one by one.
