Chapter 92: Calypso & Romulus
Location Unknown, Aug. 19 th
Falling unceremoniously on her bed, Calypso closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her comfortable bed. She'd be leaving for Durmstrang in the morning, and she knew that Harry wouldn't arrive for a few days, which would leave her sleeping on a significantly less comfortable bed until he arrived.
The thought of Harry gave Calypso pause. They had exchanged a few letters, but the situation was tense to say the least.
A quick knock on her door caused Calypso to sit up. "Come."
Calypso watched her father casually walk into her room, his face surprisingly blank.
"Father?" She asked nervously. "Is everything alright?"
"I thought you might like to see this." Extending his hand, he handed his daughter a copy of Transfiguration Today. "Your friend made the cover."
Her eyes widening, Calypso turned the magazine over and her mouth dropped at the image of Harry laughing with Professor Rosemburg on the front of the magazine. Quickly turning to the article, Calypso smiled as she read about Harry's accomplishments.
Immediately after she finished, Calypso looked up at her father. Swallowing somewhat nervously, she asked, "This is good, right?"
"It's certainly impressive."
Annoyed that her father was avoiding her real question, Calypso said, "I know he's learning Occlumency an–"
"Yes." Romulus eyes' grew cold. "I noticed that you sent our only book on mind magic to Britain. A country which, I will remind you, has laws allowing for the seizure of such books."
"Harr–"
"Is a Potter! No matter how famous their family might now be, they are not exempt from those laws like your uncle Lucius." Romulus took a breath, instantly calming himself. "It was a mistake on your part. Do you deny that?"
Calypso narrowed her eyes at her father. "Maybe if you didn't give him a practically impossible task to complete, I wouldn't have to help him."
"So now you believe him to be incompetent?"
"That's not what I said," she countered. "Occlumency books are so rare! How would he figure it out if–"
"Ah, I understand." Romulus nodded sagely. "He isn't incompetent, he's just not resourceful enough to solve his own problems."
"Father!" Calypso said heatedly. "I'm going to work with him when we get back to Durmstrang."
"Of course you will, you don't have a choice. By sending him that book, you've hampered your own development. Tell me, have you improved at all this last month?"
Calypso did her best to appear confident. "Somewhat, sir, I –"
"Legilimens!"
Completely unprepared, Calypso felt her vision drift and begin to fade into a very familiar memory.
Romulus replayed the memory several times before moving onto another. After seeing everything he wanted, he lowered his wand; Calypso fell to her bed, stifling a cry of pain.
"Pathetic."
As much as her mind hurt, Calypso knew her father wasn't talking about her Occlumency ability.
"You know I haven't made any decisions yet, correct?"
Doing her best to sit up, Calypso said, "Yes."
"If you're trying to force my hand..."
Her eyes widened, and she looked up at her father in horror. "But you promised. If...you said if I...that if he–"
"I know what I said." Romulus stared out a window looking troubled.
"I can get you more information on Nathan Potter." Calypso said quickly. "I'll...I'll find a way. Maybe when we're practicing Occlumency together."
Romulus snorted. "The boy hardly trusts you now, Calypso. No my dear, you've burned that bridge."
Seeing her father stand up to leave, Calypso dejectedly asked, "What will it take?"
Pausing at the door, Romulus angrily turned to face his daughter. "Do not pretend that this mess is anything but your own making. You want to know what you can do? Get me useful information, push yourself and him to improve, and do not meddle in my affairs and judgments. Our family has made some rash decisions in the past. I will not make another one."
As soon as her father left, Calypso picked up the copy of Transfiguration Today from her floor. She hoped Harry would understand, but that was asking a lot.
Truthfully, even she wasn't sure what her father wanted anymore. She was only certain of one thing - her father was right. She had been careless, lazy even. If she lost her only real friend because of her own stupidity...
Taking a deep breath, Calypso tried to do the exercises to clear her mind, but after a few failed attempts, gave up for the night.
Looking at the photo of her smiling friend on the magazine, Calypso stood up and placed it on the wall with a sticking charm.
"I'll see you soon, Harry."
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