Bertie didn't speak, he could tell by Erika's expression that she was thinking about how to respond, perhaps horcruxes were... Complicated? Keeping his brown eyes on her he continued to smell the flutterby bush, it's alluring aroma charismatically tickling his senses.
A horcrux wasn't what the boy had expected. His face cast confusion, shock and disbelief. They were awful. Vile. Sinister. The very idea that someone would want to wretch their soul, the thing that makes them human, apart so that they can't die was gut wrenching. Bertie didn't reply, he continued to gaze into Erika's eyes before turning his attention back to the petals in her hand. He got it though, why you wouldn't want to die. Life had so much to offer, so much joy. Fresh parchment. Petrol. Strawberries. Freshly cut grass. Little things like the flutterby bush was something to induce everlasting euphoria. Yet, on the other hand, how you chose to live for ever is to commit a crime at the opposite end of the spectrum: murder. He shivered.
'I. I don't know if I quiet understand.' He concluded, unsure how to go about it. The whole process didnt make sense. 'How does killing someone separate your soul? I mean, I get how it's horrific but I don't understand how it, it, it leaves your body? And is stored in an object...' The Ravenclaw wasn't sure if had explained his confusion well at all, or if he'd get an answer that he'd understand too. The thought of death made his mind mash, much like transfiguration. The thought of suddenly not existing, not thinking, being without thoughts and words didn't make sense. It seemed alien. Something must happen after death, but when he'd tried to ask a ghost once they had cast his question away saying that they hadn't died... Which didn't make sense either.
Death was something he chose not think about. Life surpassed death. Life was joyous and just as intellectually stimulating as the philosophy of death, however, really the two fit hand in hand. Two pieces of a jigsaw. You couldn't have one without the other even horcruxes had death in them.
by Guest Fri Jun 21, 2013 11:43 pm