“It’s over!” Mark shouted as he entered the Room of Requirement. “Oh, precious,” a cloaked and hooded girl muttered. “You found me. Finally. I was beginning to grow tired of this game of cat and mouse.” “You sound familiar,” Mark told her, caught off guard. “Yes, I suppose I do,” the girl nodded. Mark caught a brief glimpse of white skin beneath the hood. “I’ve been a valuable part of your education this last year.” “Kiera?” Mark asked doubtfully. “Oh, forget about her, for just one second, will you?” the girl moaned. “’I’ve convinced Kiera to help me with advanced potions.’ Ugh. She could get stuck in a wormhole for all I care.” “Then who are you?” Mark demanded. “And why haven’t you tried to kill me, yet? If you were the one who tried to kill me several other times, then I know you can cast Avada Kedavra .” “That’s not the point,” the girl told him. “Don’t you see? That I’m doing this for you? For S
"Hatred stirs up conflict, but love covers over all wrongs." -Proverbs 10:12, NIV Bible