Tragedy. ((Closed))

[ciaran]

“Cia, get up. C’mon.” A Voice called city at the end of Ciaran’s bed. Ciaran opened his eyes slowly and blinked a few times. “Finn?” He called. His vision was still a bit blurry. Finn nodded, then leaped off the bed and walked to Ciaran. “Yes, it’s me, now get up!” She called pulling the covers from him. Ciaran sighed and pulled himself from the mattress. He eyed her a bit confused. “Weren’t you mad at me yesterday for not wanting to date Lucy?” He asked eyeing her. Finn rolled her eyes. “Yes, but that was yesterday. Besides, you need to focus more on the future than girls.” Ciaran chuckled a bit. “I can’t believe the great Finnea Douglass just said that sentence out loud.” Finn shoved him playfully. “Shut up.” She said looking to the ceiling for a moment. Ciaran laughed in response. “Look, I’m sorry.” She said finally turning her gaze to him. “I dunno, I’ve just been lonely lately is all. I don’t want you to be like that.” Cia nodded, understanding what his sister meant. Finn was finally getting tired of hopping from guy to guy. Could it be that Finn Douglass was finally growing up? Cia had wondered if it would ever happen. Ciaran had been told early on in his life that he was an old soul. Finn always said that it was true, but she never realized how immature she acted. Maybe now she was.

“So get dressed.” She said hoping to the door. “Why?” He asked standing up. “Because you’re coming with me to work today?” Ciaran raised an eye-brow. “To The Ministry of Magic, why, how?” He asked a bit excited about her announcement, but he was still curious all the came. “Daddy set it up. You’re gonna spend today with your big sis.” She said smiling. Ciaran eyed her. “You wanna work at the ministry, right?” “Yea, but..” “Well, now you’ll see what it’s like.’ Ciaran sighed. “But, I want to be an Unspeakable, Finn. We’ll work in two completely different compartments.” Finn sighed. “C’mon Cia. This is a good chance for you to see what it’s like. You coming or not?” She asked point black. Ciaran sighed and then finally smiled. “Of course.” He said walking over to his dark colored dresser. Finn laughed. “You have fifteen minutes little brother.” She said leaving the room. Ciaran laughed as she left. Maybe Finn was finally growing up. Maybe, she was finally turning into someone that the family could be proud of.

Ciaran walked down to the living room ten minutes later wearing kaki pants, a red button-shirt, and a black cloak over to.” Finn laughed at his clothes. She was wearing rose colored work robes. “You just couldn’t wear dress robes could you?” Ciaran laughed and raised an eye-brow. “You know me better than that Finn.” She laughed as he walked over and took hold of her hand. “Hang on tight.” She said before the ‘pop’ sound was heard. Ciaran eyed The Ministry as they arrived. He had been there before so it wasn’t something new to him, but still the atmosphere always amazed him. Finn smiled looking to her brother before letting go of his hand and grabbing his wrist. “C’mon. I’m gonna be late.” She said pulling him towards an elevator. “Like you’ve ever cared before.” He said slyly. Finn pushed. “Hey, play nice little brother. I can take you straight home.” They both laughed in response before hearing a voice. “Level Three. Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes.” Finn smiled. “Welcome to me life Cia.” She said pulling him from the elevator.

Finn continued to pull Ciaran to her desk. Finn was working on her way to becoming an Obliviator. She was still in training, but she was only had six months left. Finn’s desk was surrounded by other obliviator’s desks. She sat down at her desk and then got Ciaran a desk by Accio. Suddenly, a voice was heard. “Finnea Douglass.” “Yes?” Finn asked as she filled out a form as fast as you could. “Lamenta Barth wants to se you and your brother in her office.” “On our way.” Finn responded. She looked to Ciaran. “Lamenta’s one of my bosses. Nice lady, really. She knows you’re here, probably just wants to talk to you.” Ciaran nodded before Finn pulled him down the hall. “C’mon.” She insisted. Ciaran followed Finn as he had no other choice. Finally, she stopped walking and knocked on a door. “Lamenta?” She asked. “Come in Finn.” A bubbly voice called. It seemed that Finn’s boss couldn’t be too much older than Finn. And when Ciaran saw her, he was certain of it. She was rather young, probably on two years or so older than Finn. She smiled at the two. “Ciaran, right?” He nodded. “Glad you’ve come. I’ve heard that you wish to work at the ministry when you graduate.” He nodded again. “Yes, as an Unspeakable.” She smiled. “Smart choice.” Finn laughed a bit. “Okay, well the reason I called you two in is Finn, you have a more serious job today than usual. Jaryn Bout will escort you and your brother to Obliviate a muggle’s memory. Apparently, the women a Miss, Erin Wright, witnessed a Hogwarts Student practicing apparition.” She said eyeing Finn who nodded. “Finn you know the drill, but Jaryn will be there as back-up.” Finn smiled a bit. Lamenta then looked over Ciaran. “Ciaran, you just learn something, okay?” He nodded and smiled before following Finn out of the office.

After apparating to the house, Ciaran followed Finn to the property. Jaryn was on his way, but had instructed Finn to go ahead and talk to Erin and he would come as soon as possible. Finn knocked on the door as they approached. A fairly pretty girl with short black hair and blue eyes opened it, looking sort of distressed. “Who are you? Mental doctors or something? I don’t need help! Don’t listen to mum, I’m not crazy!” She proclaimed almost on the verge of tears. Ciaran looked to Finn as to say, ‘Hurry up. Do it now.’ Finn nodded, knowing what he meant. The girl continued to cry. “No, don’t worry.” Finn assured her. I don’t think you’re crazy.” She exclaimed seriously. “You don’t?” Erin asked. Finn sighed. “Where’s your mum?” She asked. “At the store.” Erin said eyeing Ciaran and then looking back to Finn. Finn looked around not seeing any sign of Jaryn. She started to take out her wand, staring at Erin. “Sorry Erin.” She muttered pulling the wand to Erin’s face as she decided that it was time. “You should be.” Erin responded, but the voice was different sounded than when she first spoke. She pulled out a wand. Ciaran tugged for his, prepared to do something. Finn stuck her other hand out to him as to say ‘wait’. “My brother is dead because of you Finn Douglass. Dead!” She paused. “But, you’ll never do that to anyone ever again." There was flash of light. Neighbors later explained the noises they heard as “Ahh!” ”Finn!” “Told you, you would Finn!” And a simple, ‘pop’.

[ciaran]

Ciaran shifted awkwardly in his chair. His eyes were glued to Finn’s unmoving body, her closed eyes. Ciaran couldn’t look away from his sister. He just found himself staring, begging for something to happen. Ciaran had let her down. He could have stopped this. He should have known; he should have done something, but he didn’t. He let her down. He let Finn down, his parents, and the entire Douglass family. Ciaran wasn’t a good brother at all even though Finn had said for years that he was. If he was such a good brother then this wouldn’t have happened. If he was such a good brother, he would have known that it was a set-up, but when he figured out, it was too late. When he figured it out, the curse had already been said. Ciaran had just been too late to do anything and now his sister was lying there, not moving. She wasn’t the Finn that Ciaran knew and loved. She wasn’t that girl. She looked powerless, scared even. Ciaran had never seen Finn Douglass look like this before and he never thought that he would. But, now he had. Finn didn’t look like the cocky, fun-loving, annoying girl that everyone loved. She just looked..there. And Ciaran felt as if it was all his fault.

”What happened? What’s wrong with her?” Darby and Alaric asked rushing into Finn’s room at St. Mungo’s. A nurse rushed in after them. Mr. and Mrs. Douglass, Dr. Clane would like to speak to you.” Alaric nodded and turned to leave, but Darby was too emotional. “No. Ciaran what happened? What’s wrong with her?” She asked in tears rushing over to her son. “Mum..” Ciaran responded. “Darby come..” Alarice said walking to her. Darby shook her head. “No!” She screamed. “Ciaran, what happened?” She asked shaking his shoulders. Ciaran was crying now while he eyed Finn. “She was going to Obliviate a girl named Erin’s memory, but she wasn’t a girl, she was a witch and she cured Finn..” He muttered in tears, trying to be strong but not succeeding. Ciaran would leave out what Erin had said. That wasn’t important for the moment. She was lying. That girl had to be lying. Finn would never do anything to kill someone! Ciaran was screaming on the inside, but not saying a word of it on the out-side. No one would know. He wouldn’t tell anyone. He couldn’t tell anyone.

Ciaran continued to watch Finn. He hadn’t noticed that Alaric and Darby were back in the room until he heard someone crying. Ciaran looked over. “Mum..” He murmured, but it was like Darby didn’t hear him. She couldn’t stop shaking all over and crying. Alaric was the most calm of them all. “Ciaran.” He said. “Will you come outside for a second.” Ciaran couldn’t list his gaze from a still, sleeping Finn for a minute, but finally, he got up and walked into the hall. Alaric looked at Ciaran dead on. “Yes?” Ciaran asked after a second of silence. “I’m sorry about your mother Ciaran. She’s just..” “Upset.” Cia chimed in. Alaric nodded. “Ciaran, is there anything else that happened that we need to know about? Do you know why that girl attacked Finn?” Ciaran knew what he was going to say. He knew what he had to do. “Well, I don’t think it was really Erin. They used the Polyjuice Potion, but I don’t know why.” Alaric stayed silent, but nodded after a moment. “Okay then. Dr. Clane will be back with the results soon enough. He should know exactly what that curse did by then.”

The room seemed to grow colder as Dr. Clane entered. His eyes were fixed upon Ciaran. He seemed to feel for Ciaran the most. He knew that it must have been a horrible thing to witness. Dr. Clane then looked to the sleeping Finn for a moment. He then sat down on a stool. “Well, first I would I have to say that Finn will be fine. Her life will be a difficult after this, but she will survive.” Ciaran sighed a huge sigh of relief, but then again, he wondered how her life will be difficult. “How do you mean?” Alaric finally asked. Dr. Clane sighed. “That curse was powerful. It’s rare really, it impacts different people in different ways.” He took a deep breath. “When it comes to Finnea, the curse paralyzed her.” Ciaran took a sharp breath of air. “What?” Ciaran was the first to speak. Alaric didn’t say a word and Darby sat crying in the corner. Finally, someone said something constructive. “Is this permanent?” He asked. Dr. Clane sighed. “I’m afraid so. We’ve done many tests, tried many spells and things, but that curse was too powerful, Dark Magic. It’s permanent.” Darby burst into fits of crying. Ciaran just sat, looking at Finn. “I’m sure this is very hard for you guys so I’ll going to leave. Finn will have some more tests in an hour, to make sure she doesn’t need any other attention. She should wake up within an hour or so, we gave her something to keep her out of pain and sleep.” Ciaran didn’t move a muscle, didn’t glance another way. He could only look at his sister and think that she would never walk again.

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It was four o’clock in the morning and still the Douglass Family was in Finn’s room. Alaric and Darby were asleep on cots that were brought in. Ciaran, however, hadn’t slept a wink. He hadn’t closed his eyes once during the night. He could only stare at his sister. He kept apologizing to her over and over in his head. My fault. All me fault. Ciaran kept telling himself. All he could think about was the moment before the accident. Actually, it hadn’t been an accident at all. Ciaran still couldn’t understand why Finn wasn’t killed. Erin, or whoever it was, could have killed Finn on the spot, but she didn’t. After thinking about this for some time, Ciaran concluded that ‘Erin’ didn’t want Finn dead. She wanted Finn to be alive, but not the same. She wanted Finn to suffer. Ciaran still wondered if ‘Erin’ would come back. Was this the end of hurting Finn, or was there more to come? Ciaran couldn’t stop thinking about what Erin had said. Was it true? Had Finn killed someone? Did she do something that had someone killed? Ciaran didn’t know, but it worried him. She couldn’t have done it on purpose. Finn wouldn’t kill someone. Ciaran knew this. Finn liked too many people. She didn’t like to see people in pain. So this was a lie. It had to be a lie!

Ciaran continued to eye Finn. Now, he was looking at her legs. She would never walk again. Instead of blaming Finn’s actions for her condition, Ciaran was blaming himself. He still couldn’t believe that Finn had done anything terrible. She didn’t mean to do whatever it was. So, Ciaran blamed himself. He felt as if he alone was guilty. Lamenta had only put Finn on the mission so that Ciaran would see what it was like. Finn had never gone to one of these calls alone. Maybe, she should have done a revealing spell, but she hadn’t known what was going to happen. Ciaran felt as if he had acted earlier, this wouldn’t have happened. He could have stunned ‘Erin’. He could have stopped anything before it started, but he didn’t know at the time. This fact, however, wasn’t entering Ciaran’s mind. No, he had his heart set on blaming himself for his sister’s condition and no one could convince him otherwise.

“Ciaran?” A voice called feebly. “Finn.” Ciaran said rushing over to her bedside. He had been thinking so hard he hadn’t noticed that she was awake. “How are you feeling?” He asked eyeing her fragile looking body. “I dunno, no telling how much medication I’m on. I can’t even feel my legs.” She laughed lightly not understanding why she couldn’t feel them. Ciaran looked down. “Cia, what’s wrong?” She asked after she coughed a bit. “Finn..” “Cia, what’s wrong?” She asked again knowing that her brother was hiding something from her and hating the feeling. “Finn I can’t tell you this.” “Yes you can.” She said sternly. “Ciaran, if something is wrong, you are the only person that I want to hear it from.” Ciaran nodded. It was just like Finn to say that. “But,” “No, Ciaran. Tell me the truth now.” He finally gave in. He had to tell her. “Finn that curse that the girl hit you with, it wasn’t a good one, not that any curse is good.” Fin nodded. “The doctor said that, that particular curse is rare and it affects different people in different ways.” He paused. “Go on, Cia.” She told him. He was shaking now. “And it paralyzed you.” “What?” Ciaran nodded. “Finn, you can’t walk.” He said crying now. Finn, however, didn’t cry a wink. She just looked down to her legs. “I probably deserved it.”

“Finn, don’t say that. You didn’t deserve any of this.” Ciaran looked to his parents as he heard Darby stir, but she continued to sleep. Finn nodded. “You heard the girl, Cia. I deserve this.” Ciaran shook his head. “She was lying. I know she was.” Finn sighed. “Ciaran, her real name is Addison. I dated her brother, Damon for awhile.” Ciaran couldn’t believe that Finn was saying any of this, but he still listened to ever single word. Finn sighed and paused. “He was killed.” Ciaran nodded. He knew that much. “And it was my fault.” “C’mon Finn. I’m sure it was an accident.” Finn cried. “Maybe, but I feel like the accident was my fault. Addison was right, things could have been done differently. And if they had been, Damon would still be alive. If I had helped him, he would be here, but I didn’t. I was scared, I couldn’t do anything.” Ciaran put his hand on her shoulder. “You didn’t mean anything by it..” Ciaran didn’t realize that he was doing the same thing that Finn was, but he didn’t care about that for the moment. “No, Ciaran. I could have done something. See..” “Finn!” Darby shrieked, waking Alaric up. Darby rushed over to her daughter and gave her a huge hug. “Thank heavens you are awake.” Finn winked to Ciaran as Darby hugged him. This conversation was on hold. Maybe for a long time..