Chapter 69 - Shared Conversation (2/2)
Narcissa presses his lips together in pain as moisture can be seen in her eyes. Rapidly blinking away the tears Narcissa stiffly says, ”I won't ever forgive you, Rowan Prince.” But unwillingly to owe Rowan anything, Narcissa trembling lifted up her right sleeve to reveal a sharp japed scar across her upper forearm. Rowan's face saddened in silent understanding as Narcissa hurriedly tugged her sleeve back down.
Rowan's eyes, however, did not miss the recent bruising on her upper arm, but she did not dare make a comment. It wasn't her place to do so. The two curtly nod at each other in subtle understanding that they will never speak about this evening again. Turning away, Rowan heads to the girl's dorms leaving Narcissa alone to mourn her loss.
Shivering Rowan hastily puts on her pajamas to find the girls still up. ”What are you guys doing?” Rowan said through chattering teeth.
Under scores of thick blankets, Tiffany rather muffled said, ”We're just gossiping.”
”About what?” Rowan mumbled as she dove into her own pile of blankets and made a small blanket igloo for herself.
Silva's eyes gleam in the darkness as she says, ”Scandal and intrigue!” Rowan rolls her eyes Silvia continues, ”Apparently my father had a prisoner of Azkaban released as his memories were found tampered with and was found innocent of the crime of murdering an entire muggle family.”
Wanting to know the regular wizarding world's opinion, Rowan casually asked, ”Who was the convict?”
”Morfin Gaunt,” Silvia said with a shrug. ”But the most interesting thing is that it is now widely believed to be that the nephew as in the muggle's own son to be the true murderous culprit.” Rowan hides the look of approval in her eyes and continued to listen.
”Anywho, the poor bastard doesn't much have much longer to live. And father arranged for his last days to be spent in a warm place by the seashore,” Silvia added.
”Well, it's the least that can be done,” Bethanie huffed. ”Imagine being imprisoned in Azkaban for a crime that you didn't commit!”
”But what of the murderer?” Tiffany asked in dread as she shivered fearfully. ”The murderous nephew still hasn't been caught has he?”
”No, but there are no warrants out for his immediate arrest,” Silvia cheerfully said.
”I suspect that won't happen,” Rowan truthfully remarked.
”And why is that?” Silvia asked as Bethanie and Tiffany gazed at her with curiosity.
”Well, he's brilliant,” Rowan answered earning her dark looks from the girls. ”What I mean to say, just look at what he's done. First, not only did he murder his entire muggle family, but pinned the crime on his uncle. To tamper with his uncle's memories, who by all accounts was a powerful, if not mad wizard, took some sincere power and skill. Does a person like that get easily caught? No, I fear that this is just the tip of the iceberg because people like that don't just stop.”
The three girls are quiet until Bethanie says, ”Well, that's enough gossip for now. We've got class tomorrow, off to bed everyone!” Silvia sighs in disappointment as Tiffany happily burrows into her cocoon with the rest of the girls doing the same. Nevertheless, it was a long night as all four girls found themselves pondering about said past events.