It was raining heavily as the small hooded figure ran into the dark alleyway breathing hard. Her eyes darted from side to side looking for a way to escape; at the same time listening for signs that her pursuers were getting closer.
Capture held no fear for her, but what would happen to the children? to Albus? and Severus? She shook her had sadly as tears tarted to run down her face. It had seemed like such a good idea at the time. Spur of the moment. She saw an opportunity and took it.
Trouble with opportunism, though, is there is no carefully thought out escape plan; which was why she now running in a blind panic.
Into a dead end alley way.
With no escape.
"Here Kitty, Kitty" the taunting voice grew closer ...
"Kitty" she thought "of course ..."
Groaning to herself for not thinking of it sooner, she began to relax and tied the small bottle she had held tightly in her hand to a piece of ribbon she then looped round her neck.
"Please ... " she whispered frantically as the shift began "... someone ... somewhere ... help me ..."
The smug look on the death eaters' face was replaced by a confused frown as he peered into the dark corners looking for his prey.
He knew the bitch would transform into her cat form, that was why he had conjured a net. She ran into this alleyway so where the hell was she ... and why was there a dry patch of ground with steam rising from it ... and never mind that ... how was he going to tell Voldemort that Minerva McGonagall had escaped?
And taken the potion with her ...
... To be continued ...
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I should add a disclaimer cos I'm not clever enough to have thought up the worlds and characters of Buffy and Harry Potter, who belong entirely to their creators and authors.