"Tell me where the child is."
"He is safe, and beyond your reach. All you need to know is that the child is an innocent. He knows nothing of the destiny that lies before him…"
"…I am sorry. For everything."
An old man and a strange woman stood, alone, facing each other. Their breaths puffed in the cold air.
"Tis a dangerous game you play, old man."
"It is a dangerous time that you come,"
They fell to silence once more, until another, also older, woman approached them.
"It is done, Albus. It's done." Minerva McGonagall puffed, wrapping her robes more tightly about her.
The man- Albus- smile a little, while the younger woman narrowed her eyes.
"And just what, pray tell, has been done?" her tone was biting, and her fists were clenched. Small arcs of lightening jumped from finger to finger.
McGonagall smiled at her nastily, and declared, "No child will be raised a monster, an abomination. The Light will not allow it."
"Harry is gone, Morrigan. You will not find him."
The older pair disappeared with a crrrrACK!
Morrigan was still for a moment, before raw power erupted from her with a scream.
Lightening roared across the sky, and thunder shook the ground.
"I will find him, Albus Dumbledore. You cannot keep him from me."
Morrigan, too, disappeared.