It’s good to be back, Hogwarts…

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Lucinda knew her answer before she had to even move her head, Lux wasn’t the type to complain about something so personal, and she felt a slight pang in her chest at the thought of her friend going through such pain. I’ll kill him. I’ll kill him, I swear I will. Cut off his hands, so he can’t hurt her anymore. Lucinda gnawed on her bottom lip, getting up from the floor before sighing. No, of course not. Who could they tell? “I won’t say anything Lux…I promise. Please don’t cry…” Lucinda was horrible around crying people, tears made her awkward. Pursing her lips, she wrapped her arm around Lux’s shoulder, giving her a weak smile. 

“Haven’t you thought of…fighting back? Lux, please tell me you’ve defended yourself before.”

Don’t cry. She wasn’t going to cry - and she hadn’t plan on crying. But the tears were there; and she could no longer stop it. She began furiously wiping her tears. “I’m sorry… I’ll stop crying,” she said, biting her lip instead in order to feel a different sort of pain. A physically pain, instead of that heaving, jarring feeling on her chest. She had never told anyone about it; and now that she has, it was odd. Perhaps there was this idea that if she didn’t talk about to anyone, it would just go away. 

At Lucinda’s next question, Lux shook her head slowly, closing her eyes as she cringed about the memory that inched its way back into her mind. The muffled screams; the weight on top of her; the feeling of being barred - “No,” she muttered, knowing that this was the response that Lucinda was not hoping to hear at all.