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It didn't take long for the two to reach the meeting office. When they walked in, everyone went quiet. Hugh kept his eyes on the head minister as he headed to an empty seat. Ferris took a seat behind him, and placed his bag down.

"Ferris Respicio, Hugh Soloman. Glad to you have joined us. We were just discussing you two," the head minister paused. Hugh was about to say something, but Ferris beat him to it.

"My absence had to deal with family manners. I don't believe I can't see my fam—" the minister cut him off.

"Now now, Respicio. I never said this was about your absence. Both of you have been absent, yes. However, we are more concerned about Rustam Felix's death—"

"Rustam isn't dead," Hugh said, loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.

"It's quite understandable that you believe he's alive, but—" the head minister was cut off again.

"I saw him. Before I came here," Hugh stopped, and murmurs spread across the room.

A tall man with black hair and green eyes slammed his hands on the table.

"The thief can't be alive. I was there last night! He was lying there motionless. The thief—"

"That was only one night! He wasn't a thie—" this time, Hugh was cut off.

"Soloman, he stole. Stole from purebloods. Why only purebloods, we're not sure." The head minister said.

"He must've had a reason! Why didn't he try to steal (if he did steal) from muggles, or half-bloods?" Hugh asked questionably.

"…That's what we're trying to figure out! Soloman, if you weren't here for more than a week… where were you?" the green-eyed man stayed standing, not wanting to sit.

"If I may interrupt… I haven't heard of Hugh Soloman's absence. However, if I may… would it have to do anything that Felix is also a pureblood?" Ferris asked calmly, while more murmurs spread.

"I don't know how you haven't heard, Respicio. We did owl you on behalf—did he not come?" the head minister watched Felix shake his head no.

"They must need a new owl," Hugh heard the man in front of him whisper to the green-eyed man.

"Now, it is quite certain that may be the case, however… why he stole from his own kind, is uncertain. We may have different bloods (however not in this room), but that doesn't mean a muggle has what we have, or a half-blood. We—" the green-eyed man cut off the head minister.

"Sir, not only was he a pureblood—he was a werewolf, too. All of us in this room should know this,"

"It is true that our colleague was a werewolf as well, Ethan Synclair, but are you saying this might have to deal with the purebloods?" the head minister asked.

"Yes…-no, but if he was as a werewolf when entering Meagher's home—"

"…Then he might still be alive," Hugh said, and everyone stayed quiet.

"That's not what I'm getting at! I'm saying—" Ethan was cut off again. Only this time, a familiar man walked into the room.

"Sorry, I know I'm late. Did I miss much?" everyone looked at him, all except for Ethan. When Ferris looked over, he turned his head away.

"Ah, no, you did not. Everyone, we have a guest tonight. Bertrand Meagher himself," when the head minister said this, Bertrand found a seat in the front, but he stayed standing.

"I'm a guest, then. If anyone has questions, ask." He said, turning around to stare at everyone with his black eyes.

"The night Rustam entered your house… you said you heard howling?" Hugh asked, continuing where they left off.

"Yes, but why not call him by his public name, the 'Pureblood Thief'?" Bertrand asked.

"Did Rustam look human before you killed him?" Hugh ignored Bertrand's question.

"The Pureblood Thief did, yes. Why else wouldn't he be?" Bertrand chuckled, and Hugh looked at the head minister. The head minister nodded.

"Meagher, this discussion will not be publicized. Nor will those participating speak of this present conversation to the public. Now, this man… what did he try to steal from you?" the head minister asked. Hugh looked at him oddly, not once looking at Bertrand while he explained.

"I can't quite remember… I mean, it was something that was put away for a long time. It might've been a cauldron, but it broke."

"Where was this cauldron?"

"In a chest, under my bookshelf. He must've thought something valuable was in there. Hah, think again, Pureblood Thief! All else that was in there was a book of the moon." Bertrand chuckled.

"Stop insisting that name in this room! Why would he break something he'd try to steal?" Hugh asked, clenching his fists.

"Why? You tell me! He must've been a klutz, or I startled him!" Bertrand chuckled again. The chuckling stopped when Hugh slammed his hands on the table.

"Would you be a klutz, or afraid in the house you're trying to steal from? When you've probably done it so many times before?"

"Probably not. What are you getting at? Why are you the only one asking so many questions and not wanting to call him by what he is?"

"He isn't a thief!" Hugh nearly shouted. Everyone in the room looked at him.

"Meagher, Soloman was his friend! No wonder he's asking so many—" Ethan was interrupted.

"Oh-ho! You're defending, and not wanting to admit he is a thief. Correct?" Bertrand asked, looking directly at Hugh. Hugh stared down at the table, clenched his now-turned fists, and stormed out.

"Soloman! Soloman, wait!" Ferris called, and Hugh stopped. However, he didn't turn around.

"Hugh, this meeting isn't over yet. Now, if you may take a seat—"

"…I hate purebloods," Hugh mumbled.

"Pardon?" the head minister asked.

"I hate Purebloods! They're the reason why Rustam's entitled a thief, and we don't even know why he stole in the first place!" Hugh finally turned around.

"We? You must also be a pureblood, then… as was the Thief. You… must be a hypocrite!" Bertrand pointed at Hugh as he spoke his last sentence. However, Hugh took no word for it. He looked away when half the room chuckled with Bertrand. Before they could finish, Hugh walked out of the room. He heard the familiar voice shout, "Traitor, traitor!" behind him.

'If you were there beforehand… things might've been different. Late bastard,' Hugh thought, taking a turn. Looking up, he found himself back at Respicio's room. Opening the door (after casting Alohamora), Hugh stepped inside and looked at the fireplace.

His eyes were full of surprise when the bits of green smoke puffed away from the ashes. When they were completely gone, no one was there to take their place. Shocked, Hugh stumbled slowly to Respicio's desk, and took a seat. Placing his head down, he waited silently for the man who owned the room.

"I'm not going back…"


Woot! Hope you readers all enjoyed chapter two (:
Sorry it was cut off short, but I hope you enjoyed the argument.
I while try to work on chapter three, for I plan to update it the 29th or 30th.
I'm not rushing, don't worry! I'm just thinking ahead!
Think the argument was good, or did it need improvement?