Hogwarts Storys
She trusted him. She had always and will always trust him. She never asked, questioned him. She just did what he had told her to do.
Never in her life, never in all the relationships she had she felt that humiliated. She looked to the forbidden forest which stood there black, dangerous and fearful as she walked the little path down to the pumpkin patch.
She trusted him. She had always and will always trust him. She never asked, questioned him. She just did what he had told her to do.
She couldn't hold back a sound of surprise when she saw a man leaning on one of Hagrits huge pumpkins. Alarmed by her sound the man - she didn't recognized who he was but he seemed oddly familiar - pushed forward and turned into a big black dog. She nodded in the dogs direction, turned and walked back up to the castle. After a while she heard big paws following her although they stayed at a safe distance.
She trusted him. She had always and will always trust him. She never asked, questioned him. She just did what he had told her to do.
In the entrance hall a few students hurried to her and stopped her in her tracks. Something about the Quiddich pitch. Something about what had happened. Something about what they are supposed to do. Something about what will happen. She shook them off.
She trusted him. She had always and will always trust him. She never asked, questioned him. She just did what he had told her to do.
The dog was gone. She turned scanning the hall with her eyes. She hurried up the marble staircase and found the dog sitting in a corner, his tail moving slightly at the sight of her. The dog now walked close at her side constantly keeping contact with her body.
She trusted him. She had always and will always trust him. She never asked, questioned him. She just did what he had told her to do.
When they reached his office she said the password and they went up the moving stairs, the dog jet again behind her. They entered his office. "He will be here as soon as he can, please wait here it can't be long." But the dog didn't move. The dog stayed in the door blocking her way back. She was confused. "What are you d- " she was cut off when the dog stroke her legs. Even more confused she shortly pet the dogs head "I have to go back this instant to tell him you are here and waiting." The second she finished her sentence the dog walked away to the chair in front of his desk. Confused she turned around and walked back down the stairs and out in the deserted corridor.
She trusted him. She had always and will always trust him. She never asked, questioned him. She just did what he had told her to do.
And she never regret it.