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</div>Albiorix thought that he was doomed to dream through the awful moments of his father's death over again. With the wound cut back open wide and fresh in his mind once more thanks to Hawke's meddling. He felt sure that as he drifted away into a restless sleep it would come. Yet it didn't, instead, he dreamt of a face that he hadn't thought of in years. One he had tried time and time again to carve out of his brain, yet it seemed that Albi had not been the only one to leave a lasting effect on another person's memories today.<br/><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fencrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com%2Fimages%3Fq%3Dtbn%3AANd9GcSBfJ3BzBw6iWigpTvFXwVtvZBB0bc5-0F4llmAuaNVk0qVgU7S7w&amp;hash=7d88e5a0ea3a381074f140408f1d67a7" href="https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSBfJ3BzBw6iWigpTvFXwVtvZBB0bc5-0F4llmAuaNVk0qVgU7S7w" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><br/>
Nathaniel Dornish</a>, every time Albi thought of him a flood of emotions filled his senses. It was the main reason he tried to repress every single moment of his time with the younger man. The good, the great, and the terrible. None of it was worth the pain to remember yet now once more he was forced to relive the moments he hated most. And part of Albi worried, he worried that these memories were no longer his own. What if Hawke had done something foul to them like Albi had done to his own? Albiorix's paranoia was heightened now as he looked upon the boy as he stood in a snow-covered courtyard just outside the great hall of Hogwarts.<br/><br/>Albiorix slowly stepped towards him, Nathaniel appearing to be about 16 years old, wearing black robes with hints of blue and white. Albi wearing the colors of his own house, his hand much more cautious as he reached to tap the unaware boy on the shoulder. And as the tentative timid touch found its way onto the boy's shoulder he spun around to face Albi. His face cast in shadow as the moon lit up the sky behind him, shining high above the forbidden forest. His bright hazel eyes appearing a slight confused though beneath it Albi could see the first hints of anger and before he could speak, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">What are you doing out here this late?</span>" Albi asked, trying to avoid him getting overly upset but instead he spoke back. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080ff">What are you doing out here? Don't tell me- you're leaving with <i>them?</i></span>" His final word was filled with some kind of venom as he glanced over his shoulder again. Albi could see a couple students moving towards the Forest.<br/><br/>Before Albi could answer Rosa stepped up beside him, looping an arm under his. Albiorix looking towards her, wearing the same robes as Albi, her then blonde hair was done up in a tight bun. And before Albiorix could signal to her not to say anything she spoke. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">What are you doing? Mum and Dad are waiting in the forest Albi- we have to go before the professors catch us-</span>" She immediately began to pull Albi away from Nathaniel. Albiorix only offering a little resistance as he looked back to a clearly hurt Nathaniel. But instead of simply standing there and letting Albi and Rosa run off like Albi wanted, Nathaniel began to follow them. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080ff">I won't let you leave Albi- You don't have to follow them! Stand with me, you don't have to be like them-</span>" The younger man pleaded, his tone filled with pain and a little anguish as he chased after them into the woods.<br/><br/>Albi knew where this was going and if there was any memory that he thought was as painful as his father's death, it was this one. Before he was forced to relieve the next and his final moments in Hogwarts Albi pushed out and away much like he did when Hawke was still intruding upon his mind. Escaping the scene as he tried to force himself into a waking state but before he could, he heard something that was not his own-<br/><br/><i>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">AVADA KADAVRA!!!</span>"<br/>
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A flash of green<br/>
</i><br/>Before Albi could wonder what he was hearing and seeing, his eyes slowly slid open. The rooms darkness was pitch black for a few moments as Albi's eyes began to slowly adjust to the low light. He laid still for a moment, not sure where he was, his eyes glanced around the room a little without moving his head. It didn't take him long at all before he realized he was restrained. His hands and legs once more bound but the more he looked around, this didn't look anything like the ministry of magic. His eyes eventually settling upon the cloaked figure in the corner. 'Accio Wand' he whispered to himself time and time again, trying to will his wand to return to him, but alas, it seemed that his wand was not being kept by the hooded man. Not that it matter, Albi was almost as dangerous without his wand, or at least he liked to think so.<br/><br/>Once he had given up trying to summon his wand, he decided it was time to let whoever had found and bound him, he was awake. Get the next few moments over with and hope that whoever had his wand would enter the room.<br/><br/>He let out a soft groan as he lifted his head, looking around the room a bit more fully as he spoke in a rather groggy tone. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">Well, I don't know who in the hell you are, but I'm sure if you've got me... all like this. You know exactly who I am. So, which one of the death eaters do you work for?</span>" He asked rather plainly as he tried to focus on the hooded figure to catch a glimpse of who was beneath the hood.