Hello, sweet grief
I know you'll be the death of me
Feel like the morning after ecstasy
I am drowning in an endless sea
Hello old friend
Here's the misery that knows no end
So I am doing everything I can
To make sure I never love again
I wish that I...
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"The fear of facing your fears is harder to overcome than the fear itself"
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Ryker had ignored nearly everyone over the remainder of the holidays even Hermione, him becoming a red-eyed alpha only made things harder, alphas all over the world waited for his command, Kanoa wasn't surprised when Ryker walked into the office looking scared and confused, he couldn't blame the boy for feeling that way, Ryker had immediately told all packs to not join Voldemort, all of which agreed with ease, none of the wolves wanted to join the dark lord, most preferred to keep out of it all but some packs knew who Ryker was fighting for, all of the packs but his own knew him as the alpha king, and that was the name he chose to keep as alpha od alphas, his name being kept to his own pack and no further, the pack didn't want their alpha dying so of course they agreed, Dumbledore was astonished when he found out about the boy's title but also saddened knowing it was another load of weight on his shoulders, Ryker lets out a growl and collapses on his bed within Hogwarts, looking up at the ceiling with a frown, "why me", he mutters as he feels his body weaken under the weight.
"Quick thinking on your part, Harry, using a bezoar, you should be very proud of your student, Horace", Dumbledore compliments, almost a week in of school and Ron got poisoned not only by a love potion but another one of Draco's little gifts for Dumbledore, the old man obviously knew who it was from, so Ryker never had to tell him, however it did make him wonder why Dumbledore didn't talk with the platinum blond ferret, "ah yes very proud, Potter's actions were heroic", Slughorn the potions master nods, "the question is, why were they necessary?", Slughorn asks, "indeed", Dumbledore nods, "this appears to be a gift, Horace", Dumbledore says picking up the bottle that contained the poisoned liquid, "you don't remember who gave you this bottle?", he asks, "by the way it possesses remarkably subtle hints of licorice and cherry, not polluted with poison", "actually, I had intended to give it as a gift, myself", Horace says, "to whom, might I ask?", "to you, headmaster", Ryker looks to Maven who sits next to Ron's beside, "where is he?", an annoying female voice calls out, "where is my won-won?", "oh my god I actually feel sorry for the idiot", Ryker mutters, Snape standing beside him almost smiles in amusement, "has he been asking for me?", Lavender asks, "what's she doing here?", Lavender asks looking at Maven, "I might ask you the same question", Maven says surprising the teachers around them, her slight French accent coming through, "I happen to be his girlfriend", "and I happen to be his friend", Maven says with ease, her voice smooth, "don't make me laugh, you haven't spoken to him in weeks, I suppose you want to make up with him now that's he's suddenly all interesting", "he's been poisoned you, idiot, oh and for the record, I've always found him interesting", Ron mutters something, Ryker easily picking it up, "see?", Lavender asks, "he senses my presence, don't worry, Won-won, I'm here", she says, "Maven", Ron rasps out in his sleep, Lavender frowns leaning closer, "Maven", Maven smiles slightly, Lavender looks to the girl and quickly runs off wailing as though she had been shot, "oh to be young and to feel love's keen sting", Ryker swiftly leaves knowing the meeting was about to end, Hermione quickly trying to catch up to the male, who had been paler than ever, dark bags hung around his eyes, he looked almost evil, like darkness had taken him.
