Athena Malkin wanted to say that she didn't hate many people, but she had a long run hate for Harry Potter. She hated his fan club, his ego, causing her to mostly avoid the boy. However in fifth year when she unfortunately catches his eye and he beg...
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(tw blood mention and slight mention of ab!se)
Almost a month had passed since Athena found out Dumbledore was dying, since he told her she needed to tell Harry.
Ironic from the man who insisted she never told anyone.
The fear of her secret had left Athena defenseless, She was often brave In the face of many problems. Headstrong and way too damn stubborn, she had a raging fire in her heart, but this... this was different.
she knew Harry could be trusted and all that.
But her fear was immobilizing, it coursed through her veins like ice, freezing her every thought to tell Harry.
But she had to, she knew this, because if she didn't, he'd find out.
And when he did, it would be another secret kept from him.
"Albus I'm getting weaker"
she spoke quietly
"What do you mean?"
Dumbledore replied, not even questioning the girl in his office in the early morning
"The last big one knocked me unconscious, again, and even then the pictures were blurry. Now it's just, the pain."
she mumbled
"I guess you're out of practice"
He spoke, thinking over the matter for a moment before then coming up with an idea.
"Set up some meetings with Snape, I wonder if he can help you"
