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Chapter 10
Abelinda slid out of the Great Hall and headed toward her private room. Dumbledore obviously knew the nature of her "parental situation" because he thought it best to give her a private room near Professor Snape's rooms. She shook her head at the naivety of the old man. Did he actually think that he could stop her from going to his side? She stopped when she heard footsteps. Looking around, she saw nothing, but she could've sworn she heard footsteps.
"I'm going crazy." She said as she came to her door.
"You're not going crazy." Came Fenrir's voice.
Abelinda froze. When she looked around, no one was there. She hastily said the password and went into her room. She fell onto her bad and closed her eyes.
"Crazy! I'm goin crazy! I'm hearing voices!" she said aloud.
"I told you that you weren't going crazy and you aren't hearing voices! I'm right here!" Fenrir's voice said again.
Abelinda sat up and looked around. The only things in her room were her trunk, a desk and chair, a door that lead to the bathroom, a fireplace, a bookshelf, Carita and a comfy chair in front of the fire. Then, out of thin air, Fenrir appeared in her desk chair.
"Bloody hell!" she yelled, almost falling off of the bed.
Fenrir's chuckle was deep and velvety. She shivered as it washed over her. He stood up and walked over to her bed. He sat on the edge, so as not to startle her.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded, pulling her feet up so that he wouldn't sit on them.
"I told you that I'd always be around." He said, smiling.
"Around? Yes. Stalking me? No." she said. "How long have you been here?"
"Since school started." He said, looking at his fingernails. "Someone has to look after you."
"My father has nothing for you to do? And what about full moon?" she asked, standing up and walking over to her window. All dungeon windows were charmed to look like normal ones.
"It's your birthday!" he said, coming up behind her. "And the full moon's not until…" he trailed off, looking out the window.
A bright full moon had just risen over the tree tops.
"Tonight." Abelinda whispered and gulped.
She slowly turned around to see Fenrir's eyes roll in his head and his body shake. Within one minute, she was in a room with a fully grown, dangerous, human eating werewolf.