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sweetpinkpixie · 01-26-2026, 06:58 AM

Nyle didn't raise his hand this time, but the question did settle like damp soil after rain.

It felt unfair at times to judge the past with future clarity. Hindsight had a way of making everything look obvious, neat, inevitable, when in reality it never was. Though, he supposed, this was the very point of studying history in the first place. Of course some of the protections seemed excessive now. Of course the Mirror of Erised looked like the linchpin in retrospect. But that was only because it worked... because the worst outcome hadn't come to pass.

At the time, he was sure every enchantment had felt necessary. Not just to stop Voldemort, but to slow anyone who maybe had figured out the Stone's whereabouts and wanted to try their hand at taking it. It was easy, generations later, to say the Mirror alone would have been enough. But what if it hadn't been? What if they'd trusted in one elegant solution and been wrong? Plants didn't grow with a single defense, after all. Thorns, toxins, bitter sap, camouflage... maybe the Stone had been treated the same way. Not because Dumbledore lacked faith in the Mirror, but because no one sensible bet everything on a single root holding the tree upright. And if anything, Nyle thought, it was kinder to be overly careful than to gamble the world on the hope that you'd judged every heart correctly.

Which was to say that, ultimately, he would have agreed with his classmates who had shared ― had he been able to pay attention to their words over his own thoughts.

He attention refocused as his Head of House delved into a bit more, er, history and then posed yet another though provoking question. He pursed his lips, turning his head as the younger Ravenclaw beside him spoke and couldn't help the soft chuckle her response induced.

That was certainly a relatable thought, only 12 ― well, in his case not 12 but on the cusp of 16.

"If I’m honest," he begam, "I shouldn't take it." He glanced down at his hands, thumbs worrying at each other before he continued. The choice of shouldn't being very purposeful. "I think wanting more time is natural. Wanting to stay, to learn, to keep the people you love close a little longer. I don't think that impulse is wrong." His eyes lifted again and resisted looking around the classroom. "But I also think there’s a difference between extending a life and avoiding its ending altogether... the meaning comes from knowing there's a limit." His shoulders rose in a small shrug. "So maybe I'd take it if it was meant to finish something that truly mattered. But―" he shook his head, he'd hardly be inclined to take it for such heroic reasons, "I don't think should...and I am not confident that I am not to lose sight of when enough is enough."

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Nyle didn't raise his hand this time, but the question did settle like damp soil after rain. It felt unfair at times to judge the past with future clarity. Hindsight had a way of making everything look obvious, neat, inevitable, when in reality it never was. Though, he supposed, this was the very point of studying history in the first place. Of course some of the protections seemed excessive now. Of course the Mirror of Erised looked like the linchpin in retrospect. But that was only because it worked... because the worst outcome hadn't come to pass. At the time, he was sure every enchantment had felt necessary. Not just to stop Voldemort, but to slow anyone who maybe had figured out the Stone's whereabouts and wanted to try their hand at taking it. It was easy, generations later, to say the Mirror alone would have been enough. But what if it hadn't been? What if they'd trusted in one elegant solution and been wrong? Plants didn't grow with a single defense, after all. Thorns, toxins, bitter sap, camouflage... maybe the Stone had been treated the same way. Not because Dumbledore lacked faith in the Mirror, but because no one sensible bet everything on a single root holding the tree upright. And if anything, Nyle thought, it was kinder to be overly careful than to gamble the world on the hope that you'd judged every heart correctly. Which was to say that, ultimately, he would have agreed with his classmates who had shared ― had he been able to pay attention to their words over his own thoughts. He attention refocused as his Head of House delved into a bit more, er, history and then posed yet another though provoking question. He pursed his lips, turning his head as the younger Ravenclaw beside him spoke and couldn't help the soft chuckle her response induced. That was certainly a relatable thought, only 12 ― well, in his case not 12 but on the cusp of 16. "If I’m honest," he begam, "I shouldn't take it." He glanced down at his hands, thumbs worrying at each other before he continued. The choice of shouldn't being very purposeful. "I think wanting more time is natural. Wanting to stay, to learn, to keep the people you love close a little longer. I don't think that impulse is wrong." His eyes lifted again and resisted looking around the classroom. "But I also think there’s a difference between extending a life and avoiding its ending altogether... the meaning comes from knowing there's a limit." His shoulders rose in a small shrug. "So maybe I'd take it if it was meant to finish something that truly mattered. But―" he shook his head, he'd hardly be inclined to take it for such heroic reasons, "I don't think should...and I am not confident that I am not to lose sight of when enough is enough." __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like