Professor McGonagall hurried down the steps from Gryffindor tower. Her thoughts where flying, she didn't even see a rather old yet distinguished looking wizard turning the corner. She careened into him knocking the books he was holding to the ground.
"Oh professor Dumbledore I am so sorry, my mind was a million miles away I didn't see you." McGonagall gushed as she hurried to pick up the books.
The old wizard just smiled "I take it that Miss Aldo made it here safely?"
McGonagall straightened out and gave Dumbledore his books.
"What- Oh yes!" McGonagall suddenly became excited which was quite out of character for her. "Professor I think-" she lowered her voice to a whisper "I think that she is, you-know."
The wizard stared at her. And then spoke in a tone no louder then hers,
"Minerva, there is no evidence that she has that kind of power, and even if she did, there is on evidence that the Dulce girls survived and" he continued despite McGonagall's protests "Even if they did survive there is no evidence that Miss Aldo is one of their daughters."
McGonagall could not take it anymore.
"But Professor, you were not there tonight. You didn't see what I saw. You know that I of all people am the least likely to jump to conclusions, but she did things that only" McGonagall gulped and paused before saying "they could do. Professor they were things I had only read about. It was amazing!"
"Minerva, Minerva," Dumbledore put a comforting hand on her shoulder, "You did not let me finish, clam down and listen" he said gently "There is no evidence proving that she is, however ¸ the is no evidence to the contrary either."
He paused and looked into Minerva's eyes. She started back into to his, trying to solve this riddle posed before her. Suddenly it dawned on her and she gasped. Dumbledore nodded,
"We must keep an open mind, open to both possibilities. We will know in time weather she is an En-"
At that very moment a tall wizard with slick black hair and hooknose walked up to the pair.
"Good evening, Dumbledore, Minerva." He almost hissed "What are you two doing up at this hour?"
"The same as you" McGonagall retorted.
"We where discussing the arrival of the new student, Chloe Aldo, Snape. I believe that she will be in your 2nd year potion class seeing as how she has never dealt that aspect of wizardry before." Dumbledore smiled.
"Yes," Snape continued in the same icy voice, "I really must ask you what is so special about this girl. She is able to come to Hogwarts well after the age deadline even though she has never before been to a Wizarding school and she keeps both you and McGonagall out at all hours of the night whispering in the shadows."
"Well one must also wonder what keeps you out at night Serevus."
McGonagall's tone was almost as cold as Snape's who looked like he would pull out his wand and curse her if she said one more word.
"We have all had a very exciting and exhausting night, I suggest that we all go to bed."
Snape turned his attention from McGonagall to Dumbledore who took that to mean he agreed.
"Good. Minerva let me walk you up to Gryffindor, it's on my way. Good-night Snape I'll see you at breakfast."
"Good-night professors"
Snape turned and left his robes billowing behind him. McGonagall had not moved from where she was standing her eyes still burning a hole into the place where Snape had just been.
"Come Minerva, you have had a ruff night, I have no doubt that Clare may have had something to do with it. Come let us go to bed."
"Clare?"
"Yes Minerva, you did have some of her "specialty tea while you where there?"
"Why yes but I don't see what that has to do with any-"
Dumbledore laughed
"Come Minerva, I'll explain every thing in the morning. You and I both need to sleep we have a big day tomorrow."
McGonagall let the subject drop and followed Dumbledore to Gryffindor tower.
To be continued….
New chapter-thingy. So Please comment. Thanx for those who did before I really appreciated it. Well umm I really have nothing more to say. J