Hullo Folks! Sorry I haven't been updating in a while...I blame the plot bunnies...Well anywho hope you enjoy this segment!
Minerva awoke to a large auburn blur hovering just above her eyelids.
"Albus?" she croaked her voice sounding hoarse. "Oh Minerva!" Albus cried grinning fiendishly. "You gave us quite a scare there passing out and all, I mean when they found you covered in…"
"I fainted?" Minerva broke in quizzically. She had never fainted, not once in her short life. "Well what else do you call passing out cold?" Albus grinned.
Minerva sat up slowly her body protesting her very movement. She felt a hundred years old and grimaced as she sat up against her pillows. "So Albus since you seem so informed, how did I get to the hospital wing?" she asked gazing around.
"Oh, Crispin carried you here" Albus said conversationally.
Minerva felt her blood freeze in her veins, and icy chills run down her spine.
Crispin. The Blood. She mind reeled as she remembered vivid inhuman blue eyes locking with hers.
Eyes that were now lingering in the door way.
Eyes that at this very moment were locked upon her own, and filled with shame.
"Crispin?" she whispered faintly, hand clutching at her heart.
The pale boy glided into the room gracefully.
"I have got something to tell you both…something important" his voice sounded apprehensive.
Albus looked curious and Minerva gazed at Crispin fear and shock evident in her eyes.
"I am a Vampire"
Albus hummed pleasantly "I already knew mate"
Crispin and Minerva turned toward him sharply.
"What?" They both said in unison.
Albus chuckled "And they call me clueless"
Will Crispin and Minerva recover from their shock? Will Albus reveal his secrets? And will I get a pair of warm woolen socks?
Tune in next time for the answers?