Disclaimer; I do not own Harry Potter.

# There are some of my own Characters that I've added to the story; obviously. But they aren't a cross over from anything else. Please be kind, this is my first fan fiction I've ever written, but don't be TOO kind. #

Hail walked up the stairs following the professor she met at the front gate of the school. His hair was a greasy black and he strode as if he couldn't bare to walk within two metres of her. She stumbled along at her own pace. Finally they reached the end of a corridor and he skidded to a halt, turning on his heel and waiting for her to catch up. She wasn't out of breath but exercise wasn't preferably part of her regular routine. She watched his face carefully, as the drops of blood ran down it in the same pattern as everyone else's. She should have been used to the images her mind produced by now but something about his crooked nose and long dark hair, that fell over his face made her cringe lightly; Although so lightly that he probably wouldn't have noticed. His hair was tinged with red, the drips running down the length of it and lingering around the tip. Finally he spoke, his voice cruel and slow.

'Professor Dumbledore is expecting you.'

She shrugged lightly and walked past him. Something made the apparent 'hidden door' not so hidden. It slid open slowly and she stepped in, squeezing between the halfway opened door. Snape watched her; his cold beady eyes just made her more eager to get as far away as possible. Breathing lightly she felt like being lazy and waited for the eagle stair way to completely reach the top and a few minutes after, before she bothered to budge. Pushing open the odd tall door slowly, she stepped inside. A warm breeze went through her, forcing a light smile onto her face.

'Oh Hayley, I wasn't expecting you alone,' Dumbledore called down from his desk.

Hail glanced up at him, her eyes growing wide. His long grey hair was tide in a loose ponytail that fell limply down his back. The walls of his office were a light beige mostly covered in bookshelves all emitting an eerie black smoke. The walls dripped dark red drops that seemed to pour from inside the walls. And as her eyes swept over his normal, wrinkled, old skin she knew he was truly spectacular.

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