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Heath half-expected his answer to be wrong. He braced himself for the embarrassment to come when - Huh? He was right? He beamed at the professor's praise, but he didn't have long to dwell on it. A lot of information appeared on the* board. Then the professor was talking again, and… Wow, that was a lot to write down all at once! Heath wasn't sure his brain (or his hand) could keep up with it all! He was grateful when the professor provided a recap.
Heath had barely finished writing when the professor asked the next question. He thought for a moment, but his thoughts were along the same lines as most everyone else's… Flamel agreed to destroy the stone to keep it from falling into the wrong hands. It didn't need repeating, so he kept silent for now as he allowed his mind to wander. He thought of how young Harry Potter and his friends had been when they stopped Voldemort from getting the stone - younger than him even- and if that had had a different outcome… It made Heath sad to think about!
Maybe that had played a part in Flamel's decision too? Harry Potter was still a child when he protected the stone, and when you live as long as Flamel did, probably everybody seems like a child to you. Maybe by destroying the stone, Flamel thought he was giving the younger generations their best chance at a long life? Did that make any sense? Heath wasn't at all confident that it did, but he still forced himself to raise his hand. "M-maybe in addition to keeping the stone out of the wrong hands, Flamel agreed to destroy it so other people wouldn't need to put their lives on the line to protect it. Like, after Harry Potter risked himself to stop Voldemort from getting the stone, maybe Flamel thought it was more likely to endanger lives than prolong them…"
The longer he spoke, the more Heath began to doubt his answer. It was too outside the box, he just knew it! Nobody would follow his logic, and they'd all just stare at him like he'd grown three heads or something! He stared at his desk, dreading the reaction to his answer. He knew he shouldn't have said anything!
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |