"Where are the others and when will they be back?" Was her first words to him, catching him off guard with the hostility. He frowned lightly as he re-closed the hatch.
"They're at Quidditch practise for the upcoming match, they'll be back in about an hour. Why?" He asked, quite concerned at her almost frantic behaviour. With that, she let out a sigh of relief and sat on his bed, opposite him. Her back was against the wooden post whilst his was against his headboard.
"I didn't want to do this because I know you have a lot on your plate. But I didn't know who to go to and I don't even know if what I'm going to show you is true..." Eleanor explained at a very fast pace, only confusing him more.
"Slow down." He said, moving closer to grab her hand to calm her down. "You've helped me more in -how long have we known each other?- three months then my parents have in the last twelve years. I have room to help you, no matter what." Remus explained, making her smile lightly as she sucked in a deep breath.
"You know, a few months ago after we pulled that prank on Jinky and she pulled me away." The girl started and he nodded, with the moon a week or so away he was trying to not get worked up. "She called me a 'filthy halfbreed' and that's when a note came."
"El-" Remus tried, knowing that she had failed to mention this to any of them. She let out a small sigh, knowing how vulnerable she was being and she hated it. But Remus could be trusted.
"I know. At the time, I didn't think much of it until I got a note. It told me of a book that could reveal my 'truth'. And it was in the restricted section and most of the pages had been ripped out." She explained, causing the boy's mind to race at a possible explanation of this and what was happening. "Yesterday, I was sent this book with another book. A full one with nothing scribbled or torn out. I haven't read it yet. I know you're very knowledgeable about creatures and mythology so you might be able to figure this all out. Plus I was too scared to read it all." Eleanor told him, handing the book over to him when the rain began to pour. She jumped up, shocking him. The grey clouds charging forward followed by a little rumble. Her eyes went wide, she thought she'd have more time. She had startled Remus with her sudden movements as his eyes filled with complete worry. "The storm. I have to go." The girl said simply, racing towards the hatch and unlocking it. "Please just read, I'll see you later." El spoke in a panic, pushing herself out of the room as she felt herself becoming increasingly weaker.
"Wait, El!" He called popping his head out as she disappeared into her room, a pain shooting up and down her right side. Collapsing onto her bed, she curled up into a ball, ready to pass out once more.
Across from there, the boy stared at the raging atmosphere. The rain heavy, thunder clapping loudly above, and the lightning flashing boldly through the darkening sky. Then he dipped his head down, deciding to read that book. Tomorrow he'd ask her about it.
Throughout my years of research, I have never found such a fascinating species as this. From the depths of the Atlantic ocean to the forbidden forest, they populate in every region of this world. Yet, no one has a clue who they truly are, until now.
Some of the most beautiful people, inside and out, are the Antheians. A mythological creature from ancient Greek. No one has believed in their existence for centuries as they were erased from history. Today, I will finally expose the truth with Olive Hornsby - the discoverer of this community that blends among us.
There has been no record of them, only starting to pop up in the British wizarding community, forty years ago. What do I know about them? They are divine beauty, someone of the most attractive to grace this Earth. They are the protectors of this world, of the people and nature. They have seen to be powerless on their own but in recent years they have branched their genes into other worlds and are now unstoppable.
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𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒
FanfictionREAD THE DISCLAIMER! ⚠️ HEAVY TOPICS⚠️ Have you ever heard of Eleanor Westbrook? A traditional pureblood family. Nothing more, nothing less. Except they were admired by all, in the muggle world and the wizarding world. The Westbrook's were on a ped...
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