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I look down at the girls' body, her face had gone paste white and her hair is splayed across the floor as though it could stop her from seeing my Basilisk. I would say it was a worthy person for my first Horcrux, but with Dumbledore suspicious of me I have much fewer options. I don't like spilling magical blood, but she died for a worthy cause. I might have felt bad before, might have gone back But a soul that has conceived wickedness can nurse no good thereafter.