The darkness began to clear, and I could faintly hear noises around me. I opened my eyes, but I couldn't see clearly enough to work out where I was. I was lying down in a bed, I could tell that much, and I guessed I'd been taken back to my quarters in the dungeons. I closed my eyes again, trying to go to back to sleep so I could block out the immense pain I felt, all over my body. I felt sick, weak, hot and achy. I tried to move, to make myself more comfortable, but I couldn't. I was too weak to even move a finger. I couldn't even open my eyes again – that was how weak I was.
I could hear voices coming closer, and the sound of a door opening.
'Albus.' A woman's voice said. I think it was Minerva, but I couldn't be sure – everything still sounded very distant, and I was too weak to make any sign that I was awake.
'Yes Minerva?' That was definitely Albus, and the other person must have been Minerva.
'He's agreed to do it… he'll help.' She replied.
'Good… have you told him what's involved?'
'I've told him about Quantum Potions, and why we need it.'
'Good.'
'How's Severus?'
'Doesn't seem to be any change…'
I was let out of Professor Snape's quarters, and went back to the Slytherin common room, and going up to my dormitory. I really couldn't be bothered to go back to lessons; my head was still reeling from all the information McGonagall had told me.
A thought suddenly hit me (Ouch!): by doing this I was going against all my father's morals and teachings. I know he wants me to join the Death Eaters when I'm older, when I leave Hogwarts. I know that's wrong, but I do look up to my father. If he finds out what I'm doing… I don't even want to think what he'll do to me…