Chapter 45.1- Doom Days
Added 2025-07-16 21:36:11 +0000 UTCIt was a chess game, I realized when I walked closer and leaned over it. The pieces were not clearly demarcated. Instead they were the same dozens used for each piece but the board was definitely a chess board, and the position that was presently upon it was one that was easily reachable in a chess game. In fact, it was move seven of the mainline theory of the London system. How ironic. I only kew so much chess theory because Tom Riddle had seen chess as one more way to lord his intellect over the muggles that had been bullying him for his short existence and he made sure to get so good that none o them would ever have a fighting chance of beating him.
That meant I knew what the next move was supposed to be, and I made it. I made the next one when the other colour moved as well. We continued like that for the next seven moves until the puzzle decided that I had had enough before it began to click to open, and that was when I was interrupted, poetically enough.
“Vicero” I bent over backwards to dodge the surprisingly dark curse from my Hufflepuff competitor.
“I don’t think Sprout would be much too pleased to see you casting magic like that” Instead of replying, he scowled and sent another spell flying my way. When I had to split my attention between him, Fleur , and Krum, there had been the makings of a fight there. Sure, I was far from being truly challenged but I hadn’t just been able to steamroll them. Without the others though, steamroll was too kind a word for what I did to Diggory. He put up his best for the few seconds he managed to last. He truly did. But what did it matter when that best ended with him disarmed and bound with chains cursed to tighten against his skin further the more he struggled.
