~This is a prologue to 'Betrayed...By Him'~Although he kept a calm mask upon his face, inwardly he was frightened; never had he come so close to being caught. Still running, he sighted his home and put on a burst of speed. Once inside, he grabbed a quill and parchment and began writing furiously. Then finishing it up with a quick signature, he sent it off with a tawny owl and murmured a quick 'Safe trip,' before turning around and grabbing a wooden stick. He then whispered a word and all the items in the room vanished, then, saying another word, he too vanished.