// ELEVEN //

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Harry's pov:

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LAST NIGHT:

My arm found its place on the back of the sofa, while my other hand gently held her chin. I leaned in closer, my lips hovering over hers.

"Ella, are you out here?"

She stood up. "Yeah, Mollie. You okay?"

"Yeah, just wanted to know if we could go for a chat."

"Yeah, sure. Let's go," she locked arms with Mollie and walked back in.

"Fuck," I leaned my head back and put my hands over my eyes.

I put my hand on my head and walked back and forth on the pebble ground, rethinking my choices.

Was it the right decision to try and kiss her?

The moment felt right.

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BREAKFAST ROOM:

I went into the breakfast room on my own and saw Ella, Jasmine, and Mollie all sat there. I gave Jasmine and Mollie a hug, and I gave Ella a squeeze on the shoulder.

Jaz and Andrew walked in, meaning Zack had been murdered. Mollie explained why she thought it was Andrew.

After breakfast, I was walking around looking for Ella.

"You alright?" I asked as I found her in the kitchen.

"Yeah, good," she said.

"So, about last night... I feel like we need to talk about it," I said, sitting down next to her.

"Yeah," she laughed.

"I just wanna say I'm sorry. I read the room wrong, and—" before I could finish, she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulled me closer, and kissed her. Once she pulled away, we rested our foreheads against each other.

"Don't be sorry," she whispered.

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OUTSIDE:

I was stood with Jaz, and Andrew stood near the door.

I looked down the garden and saw Jasmine, Ella, and Mollie playing sports.

Us three played a game where we had to throw a ball and see who can get it closer to the ball in the middle. I won.

Me and Mollie were sat in the games room talking about the final.

"There are not many people that I could say if I was still in that final with I would be happy," she said.

"The only people I'd be happy with is you and Ella."

"It's not me, and I don't think it's you,"

"Whoever it is now is a fucker, ain't they," I exclaimed.

"Ancient history, I'm like mate, I know mad facts. If you stretch out a human's DNA and put it in a line, it would go to the sun and back 30 times. So I bet you didn't know that."

We got there, and there was a stone triangle in the middle with people in masks standing around the outside. There was no shield in the mission, as there was no murder tonight.

We had to translate hieroglyphics which translated to: "Remove star, insert poles."

We grabbed the sticks that the cult members around the outside were holding, and when we stuck them in, Claudia rung her bell.

"In skies above, a beast takes flight,

wings unfurl, a creature of might,

glistening scales reflecting light,

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