The decision.
Alison was an orphan and was in his fourth year , a week ago that the only person she talked the castle had died , was the Headmistress McGonagall , she lost more terribly than he cared to admit, she being a Ravenclaw plans to prevent this is not missing , but a small detail , it was the courage, she had dark blue eyes , very white , black hair , she had begun to see a year earlier director start with increasing pallor , dark circles , but his cowardice prevented from touching the subject , until just before summer quarreled with the director she said horrible things just to hurt her , she could , then did not speak to her, invited for tea , was as horrible as it was possible to be worse then last week , Alison was surprised to irritate point enough to invade the board , the director was frightened , even as it was caught, was on the floor the old officers shouted something incomprehensible , Headmaster Dumbledore was gone from his portrait , probably seek help , Alison reached down and grabbed the director , hugging to himself , saying it would be okay , Madame Pomfrey would come soon :
- Calm headmistress, Madame Pomfrey comes soon , it'll be fine . - She said trying to calm not only the director , but herself.
- No. ..
- Shh ... Do not talk , rest . - Alison said .
- Sorry . - Minerva said trying to look into the eyes of Alison , not looking at her eyes .
- No need to apologize , it will be time for that later that Madame Pomfrey ...
- No cure more ... - Minerva interrupted too weak . - Is the end , did not want to see.
- Of course it has healing , calm ...
- Alison look at me . - Minerva asked too weak .
At the request of the director she looked straight in the eye , the director held his arm that held the hug around her , Alison stood there silent , noting that it was the end , did not have to say anything , no need , yet she stood there staring feeling weak breath director , who climbed out and walked away a tear that rolled down his face :
- I'm sorry for everything . - She said lowering her hand.
Alison took her hand and smiled , it was then that for a last second their eyes met and Minerva McGonagall died in the arms of his student , with a huge peace in the heart . Alison turning away new tears running an impressive race there this time there was no one in the castle that could prevent her, had made her decision , the plan came with a conversation I had with Madame Pomfrey earlier.
