"Headmaster. I have just known of the plan. It was made long before his downfall. If he regains power, as you say, he will want to use her." Severus Snape said sweeping suddenly into Dumbledore's office. His face full of worry and grim.
"You are aware Severus, that she has magical power beyond what regular wizard and witches can do, am I right?" Dumbledore said calmly looking at Snape's cold black eyes through his half-moon spectacles.
"They'll want her. He knew, Headmaster. He knew she would be powerful. She might become one of them." Snape said bleakly.
"One of them, Severus?" Dumbledore said raising his eyebrow. Snape sighed.
"What are we going to do?" he asked.
"Nothing, yet. I'm sure she is safe. Her first year went fine, I suppose."
"Oh yes. She is excellent. Brilliant student-" began Snape.
"Then he will be fine." Dumbledore repeated.
"But, Headmaster, Lucius-"
"Malfoy? He is not a threat. I know what you are thinking of but, they were good friends, you know. As he calls them the Noble family. For some strange reason-"
"But Draco, sir-"
"Is good friends with her, I am wrong?"
"That's the problem, Headmaster."
"Draco is still too young for Lucius to tell him anything."
"But-"
"Don't worry yourself Severus."
"Should I tell her-"
"It is better to not tell her anything right now. It is not the time. When the time comes you will tell me. You will know."
"But, Headmaster, the Lestrange's-"
"Miss Raslind is fine. There is no threat."
"But Headmaster-"
"She is fine. Severus. I know you mean well and thank you for the loyalty but it is best to leave things as it is for. I am quite surprised of your deep concern. Since there is no threat we should be safe until the time being. Her brother is skilled in Defense and Potions, he should be able to protect her."
"He is young surely not-""Severus-" Dumbledore said peacefully. "Of all people you should know this family. They have been capable form doing extraordinary things. Or has you recent occupation deprive you from family-"
"Of course not, Headmaster, but it's just that-"
"He was a trouble maker, wasn't he?" Dumbledore chuckled softly. "Reminds me of some certain kids you were acquainted with Severus."
"That is the reason why-"
Dumbledore smiled. "Severus, stop worrying, please. I will inform you when the time comes. Or more as you will inform me. Goodnight Severus."
Snape nodded ominously and swiftly walked out of Dumbledore's office. He walked through the darkness of the castle. The paintings on the walls sleeping softly as Snape passed. Snape's footsteps were the only sound other than his orbed swishing behind him. His greasy black hair rustled as he past corridors, hallways and corners. He passed the wall to the empty Slytherin common room. He swept into his lonely dark Potions classroom. The room was lined with shelves against the walls, teeming with glasses and bottles filled with strange animals and plants swimming in colorful liquids. Snape put his hands on his desk and hung his head over.
How long will it be until that moment. When will the time be when Dumbledore tells her everything? Will she figure it out by herself? How will I know when the time is right?
Thought Snape furiously. He began to remember a conversation he had with Dumbledore and Professor Trelawney.
"Based on Sybill's predictions and theories, we think the Dark Lord shall not rise until six or seven years have passed." Dumbledore said.
"The Dark Lord is powerless at the moment but he will find power gain it little by little, drinking in any he can. Until a loyal servant will help restore his power and he will become once again feared and powerful." said Trelawney in a mystified voice.
"We have six or seven years until the Dark Lords rises again, Headmaster?" Snape asked.
"Most likely, Severus."
"Predictions can change. One can not be sure even with the Seeing Eye!" Trelawney said.
At least six or seven years. Six or seven. She'll be safe. She'll be safe…
Snape heard a voice in his head and quickly used Occlumency. But he heard two words from a dark familiar voice:
Will she?