>A moment of peace<
Night had fallen over the highlands. For late spring it wasn’t cold anymore, but a warm fire still warmed the small area in the ruins. Sitting against the thick trunk of an old tree, was Damian and slumped in his arms rested Alice. Each of them held one of the usually active Nifflers, which now similar to their owner peacefully rested.
Damian had planed to let the two free that very day, bringing them to a safe island by the southern shores, where many other Nifflers lived. Yet when the moment came, they didn’t wanted to leave the side of the Slytherin. They clung to him with teeth and claws, eyes big and begging.
And that was all it needed. Damian couldn’t do it. Even so is last year was soon over and he had to leave somewhere they could be with him, he couldn’t let go of them. And they not of him.
Just like Damian couldn’t let go of Alice anymore. The invisible red string holding them together, nothing being able to tear it. And Damian would cherish those moments forever.
My submission for the @hogwarts-legazine of the “Living with magic creatures” zine
Alice de Tandail belongs to @yoshitsuno
