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cressida astra.

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thenaivepotter-blog

Sacrifice To Hide The Truth || Cressida and Albus

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For a moment before Cressida too a sip, he felt a huge urge to knock the bottle from her hands but he suppressed it. He had to do this. He’d gone this far, he couldn’t back down now… no matter the consequences. A few sips wasn’t going to hurt her, right? It wouldn’t hurt her as much as finding out Albus’ secret. At least, that’s what he continued telling himself.

As she realized what he had done, he held back the urge to bolt. Unconsciously, he stepped back from her slightly and bit his lip hard. He’d done it. He’d betrayed her trust. There was no way she could ever forgive him. He ruined everything.

“I-I’m sorry,” he stuttered out, avoiding looking at her as much as possible. Guilt was already clinging to him, taunting him about how selfish he was. He already regretted not just letting X reveal his secret, “I’m so sorry. I had to. I didn’t want to. I’m sorry.”

Cressida was visibly shocked from what had just happened. It felt like a giant weight had just fallen on top of her, and that she would have to carry that same weight for a very long time. How could he have done this to her? Did he not have a single strap of decency in him to at least talk to her about it? This wasn’t right... it hurt.

Her emotions were unstable, she didn’t know what she felt. It was just empty. Nothing but empty. She forced herself to look him in the eye, to face him. How could he have been so perfect in her eyes a few minutes ago, but now so... tainted? He was different to her now, he just wasn't the same.

“You’re sorry? What kind of a response is that?” Cressida hissed at him, her voice venomous. “You had to? Explain. Now. Oh, for some reasons unknown to me... I’m going to give my recovering girlfriend alcohol! I’m sure that’ll be great fun!” Cressida had tears in her eyes now. This was horrible, it made her feel sick.

“Just explain it all to me. I don’t give a shit... just tell me why.”

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thenaivepotter-blog

Sacrifice To Hide The Truth || Cressida and Albus

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Albus did his best to smile at her, despite the guilt rising in him. She had no idea what he was about to do. He was going to betray her trust. He wouldn’t blame her if she never forgave him after this. If she hated him, he would completely understand. He wasn’t sure if he could forgive anyone who did something like this to him, after all. He was ruining their relationship before it even started.

“I’m fine, Cress. I got you something,” he said nervously as he pulled out the bottle of what looked to be Butterbeer. He licked his lips slightly as he handed it to her, “Er, I hope you like butterbeer. I couldn’t think of what else to get you,” he lied.

He wanted nothing more at the moment to burst out and tell her what was actually going on, but he knew he couldn’t. X would tell everyone about Brennan. He just needed to get her to drink it and accept the consequences that would undoubtedly come.

Cressida frowned at him, placing her hand on his arm. “Albus... are you sure that you’re okay? You look a little off, and it’s starting to worry me.” Her eyes softened as she looked at him, though her heart felt somewhat heavy. Now that she was in a relationship with him, her everyday doubts and worries were amplified, which made her somewhat fragile--- though she would never bother him with her concerns.

“Ah, what is it?” Cressida inquired, raising an eyebrow at him. When she saw the butterbeer... it reminded her of alcohol and made her stomach turn. But if he went out of his way to get this for her, who would she be to turn it down? With a slightly forced smile, she took the drink.

“Yes, I don’t mind it! Thanks for getting this for me, it was really nice of you.” Cressida replied, taking a few sips of the butterbeer before dropping it. What the hell? That certainly did not taste like butterbeer! No, hold on a minute... This was firewhiskey. Definitely firewhiskey.

“Albus....what the fuck.... have you given me?” Cressida whispered, her eyes widened in his direction. Just why would he do such a horrible thing to her? She felt so betrayed. But then again, the thought of X crossed her mind. “Did you do this on purpose or is there a reason? If you lie about this, I won’t forgive you! And...and... I’ll know if you lie... just, tell me the truth! Okay?”

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professornatecarter-blog-blog

“Ancient, huh,” Nathaniel questioned. “You know were not that much older than you, right? you’re gonna be 23/24 one day and then you’ll be ancient too.”

Cressida chuckled, raising an eyebrow at him. “Well, you guys are like five thousand years old so it’s not like I’m catching up to you!”

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scrimgeourjulius-blog

“Hey, it’s okay. You just have to do what I tell you to do. It’s easy.”

“Well, if you say so... It can’t really be that easy, can it?”

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Paying the price // Cressida & Katerina.

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Katerina just felt pain, it consumed her whole body. Everything she had been previously thinking about and worrying about was gone, it was like nothing except the pain and the burning existed. She tried to listen to her sister, she could hear her panicking. “Mixed-” She coughed, groaning from the pain, gripping her stomach. “Mixed it up?” She blurted out. “With what, poison?!” She said before another small cry of pain escaped her lips. “Fuck!” She said, tears threatening to spill from her eyes as she laid on her bed in the fetal position, holding her chest and her stomach.

Cressida grabbed the bottle of water and quickly made her way back to her sister’s bed. She gently lifted Katerina up, and gave her the water to drink. It was such a traumatizing experience for her, mostly because it was all her fault. She had never felt so guilty in her entire life. It made her sick, she hated herself for what had happened. Cressida’s eyes watered, and she found herself crying. “I’m...so...sorry! I never meant for any of this to happen! I should get you to the hospital wing right now, I have no idea what I put into it.”

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thenaivepotter-blog

Sacrifice To Hide The Truth || Cressida and Albus

Albus was nervous. No, he was downright terrified. Guilt churned in his stomach over something he hadn’t even done yet and X’s words repeated themselves over and over in his mind. He was saving his own skin. He was betraying his girlfriend. He was going to hurt her in order to hide the fact that he failed Brennan. He was putting his own needs in front of hers, and he hated himself for it. He absolutely despised himself.

Yet, whenever he thought about not going through with it, his mind flashed back to Erik Young and Primrose Parkinson. It was obvious that X wasn’t messing around. If he didn’t do this, everyone would know about Brennan. Albus couldn’t let that happen. Not only would everyone hate Albus, their memory of Brennan would change. The boy had worked so hard to hide his depression from everyone but Albus, and Albus had worked so hard after Brennan was dead to continue hiding it. He wanted Brennan to be remembered how he wanted to be remembered, not by the sickness that had defeated him.

So, with a few deep breaths, Albus pocketed the firewhiskey (not charmed to look like ButterBeer), and searched for Cressida. This was going to hurt her and she was going to hate him, but it would be worse if she knew about Brennan, right? After all, Brennan had been her classmate. She’d known him. If she knew that Albus had known the boy was suicidal and kept silent about it, she would hate Albus. He had to do this. As his eyes found the girl in the hallway, he struggled to hide his emotions as he greeted her, “Hey, Cress,” he said with a fake smile, “How are you?”

Cressida had been having a generally normal day, nothing too bad or too wild had happened. She had completed her daily routine of annoying the prefects and Filch by setting up traps around the school. It had been like no other, really. But she was enjoying her life at the moment, she had gotten rid of alcohol completely and she now had a boyfriend whom she cared for deeply. Everything seemed to be looking up, aside from the the entire ‘X’ situation which was affecting both herself and her sister.

She was heading back to the Gryffindor Common Room after her successful mission of setting up pranks. Now there was dungbombs and stink pellets set in every classroom aside from Muggle Studies, as she knew that Nathaniel did not need anything like that since he had just arrived as a professor. But even so, the other professors were not going to be happy with their discoveries once they triggered the trap. The thought made her giggle a little, knowing how ticked off they would be.

Though now that she had spotted Albus, her day could only get better! With a big smile, she quickly walked over to him. “Hey! Uh, I’m fine. How are you? You look a little… off. Is something wrong?” Cressida inquired, feeling concern towards her boyfriend. He looked okay, but then again… he didn’t. There was something up with his aura that made her feel uneasy. She hoped that it was just a feeling that would pass, and that he was really fine.

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kasper-wolf-blog

“Oh, yeah, I’d appreciate that. I’m lucky I got to talk to you then, huh?”

“I don’t know about that. All I want to do is help, really.”

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scrimgeourjulius-blog

“Oh, Cressida, I’m sure you won’t mess up my pictures. I’m lucky to have you.”

“I wouldn’t say lucky! If anything, it’s a little unlucky. I’m not gonna be very good at this, just so you know.”

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Paying the price // Cressida & Katerina.

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“I worry about you too, but you already know that. It’s hard for me to have fun these days, Cress. But I agree I do need some stress relief.” Kat drank some of the remedy then put the flask down in her lap. “It’s fi-” Kat stopped, feeling a slight burning sensation in the back of her throat. She coughed a little, but could feel the burning travelling through her body and down to her stomach. “What is this?” She said, coughing a little again, trying to ignore the burn but it seemed to be getting more and more intense. Suddenly, without warning, there was a pain in her stomach like someone had just stabbed her. Letting out a cry of pain she gripped her stomach tight, balling her hands into fists, squeezing the loose material of her bed tshirt. The pain just stayed, like someone was pulling and twisting at her insides while her body and veins burned. “What’s happening to me?” She breathed desperately.

Cressida’s eyes widened with horror as she watched the scene unravel right before her eyes. Never had she ever seen her sister in so much pain. It frightened her to know the consequences of her actions, but some things just had to be done. No matter how much she wanted to just throw the poison away and let her sister be happy, it just couldn’t happen. Katerina would be sent away if her secret was revealed, and so this was a task that Cressida had to fulfill, or else the situation would be so much worse. The more she watched, the more she wanted to cry. “Katerina! I must have mixed it up with something or added a different ingredient, I’m so sorry!” She stuttered, running to get the water that was on the table near her sister’s bed.

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professornatecarter-blog-blog

“I’m only a year older than your sister,” Nate chuckled. “Are you calling her old too? As soon as I find her.”

“And why would that make a difference?” Cressida raised an eyebrow, laughing. “Yes, of course I am! She’s ancient.”

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scrimgeourjulius-blog

“I’m sure you’d do fine, love. All you have to do is stand there while I take pictures.”

“Are you sure? I’ll try my best, anyway. If I screw up, don’t be afraid to tell me!”

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Well done sweetie, you were willing to poison your own sister to keep yourself safe. I hope you're happy. ~X

Cressida’s eyes narrowed at the letter. It wasn’t to protect herself, but to protect her sister. She grabbed the nearest parchment and ink from her desk, grabbing her quill and responding with, “It wasn’t for myself, it was for Katerina. I’m not that selfish.”

How dare this X think that she’d put herself before her sister. That was extremely out of line.

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kasper-wolf-blog

“Oh, wow, thanks. I appreciate it. We could work together on it, if you haven’t started yet?”

“It’s no problem at all. Potions is my best subject so I can help you out with the assignment! I actually have most of it finished, but you can look at what I have done so far--- if you want.”

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katerinaastra-blog-blog

“Thinking that there’s a stalker out there and I don’t know who it is who knows all this stuff then that doesn’t make dealing with this any either.”

“Yeah, but if they know stuff about me as well then what if they know stuff about everyone? It can’t just be us...”

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Paying the price // Cressida & Katerina.

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“I’ve always been stressed, Cressida. It’s nothing new to me, I’ll get through it.” Katerina said, trying to reassure her sister. She looked at the flask and took it from her sister. “Okay.” She said, unscrewing the cap and sniffing it. “Wanna tell me what it is or just keep me guessing?” She asked, smiling slightly before taking a sip.

“You may have always been stressed but I’ve always worried about you, and I’m never going to stop. I just wish that you could at least try and overcome it by having some fun or taking your mind off the things that upset you.” Cressida replied, her face paling as Katerina took a sip. “How is it, is it making any difference?”

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Paying the price // Cressida & Katerina.

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“Just one of those days where it just seems to never end, you know?” Katerina said with a small exasperated sigh. “Yeah, I gave him a day.” She said. “I need to start being more strict with my detentions but I hate giving them.” She explained with a shrug. “Hopefully.” Kat smiled. “Alright well, what is this remedy? Not some weird charm you’re gonna cast on me is it? I still haven’t forgiven you for when you got your want and gave me green hair for a month.” She laughed.

“Yeah, I understand where you’re coming from. It’s pretty tough, but you’ll get past it.” Cressida smiled softly, placing her hand on Katerina’s. “It’s tough to have a lot on your plate but I’m honestly worried about you. It’s not healthy to have such a high stress level, especially since you’re so young. I just want you to be okay.” She said with a sigh, taking out the potion disguised under a simple flask. “It’s a good remedy, okay? It won’t turn your hair green for a month. Take it before you go to bed, it’s better that way.”

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katerinaastra-blog-blog

“When I was fifteen and when it happened I wouldn’t have got such a severe punishment but I’m an adult now, it wouldn’t be the same! I’d be found out for murder and maybe exposing the wizarding world because I was only fifteen when I cast those memory spells! That magic was way beyond me, it’s ridiculous, they probably all remember! I’m freaking out!”

“Well, you won’t get a severe punishment for what happened then because you were young! It wasn’t your fault, you were scared and confused, you basically had no choice! Kat, if they remembered then it would be all over muggle news and everyone would know about it. No one knows apart from this X person, but they probably know everything about us anyway, like some sort of stalker.”

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