AN:Sorry it has been so long since an update! I thought during break I
would have more time to write-well I couldn't have been more wrong. This
chapter is more of a fill in, the next one will be amazing-I swear!!
Rori hit the ground hard, stood up quickly and brushed herself off. She didn't care that she was receiving strange looks from the bustling crowd of the train station. She ran to the streets and hailed a taxi and climbed in. But just as she was about to tell the driver where to take her, the cab door opened: it was Snape. "Oh God, I told you, I have to go. I won't let you stop me!" Rori slid over to the other door of the taxi and stepped out. "Aurora! You are being far too rash!" Snape shouted, as he emerged from his side of the taxi. "Thanks for wasting my time! Freaks." the cab driver shouted, as he sped away. "What did you call me?" "Come here," Snape said, beckoning her over to the side walk, "Or you'll get hit." Realizing that she was in danger of being hit, clued in by the car horns going off, Rori walked over to the side walk and stood in front of Snape. "I told you, I need to take care of something," she said, her voice beginning to quiver-the overwhelming fear of what she might find out finally setting in. "I understand, just do me a favor and take a walk with me," Snape said. Rori looked at him quizzically. His demeanor had completely changed from aggressive and menacing to, well, there was no other term for it but gentle. "You know something," she said bluntly. "What do you mean by that?" "You know perfectly well what I mean. And stop blocking me out from reading you, I want to know now," Rori demanded. There was a long pause. People began pausing to look and point at them, their attire not exactly the most stylish in the muggle world. "That's it, if you won't tell me I'll just have to find out myself," Rori said, and began to walk away, but whipped around and narrowed her gaze, "Oh, and don't call me Aurora. I hate that name more than I hate being a teacher." Rori turned her back to Snape again, but he grabbed her arm and led her to a somewhat secluded spot at the side of the building. "I don't know anything. I was merely trying to..kindly...persuade you to come back to the school because nothing else seems to be working," Snape hissed. "Well you will not get me back there until I take care of some business!" Rori spoke back. "Alright, trying to take you back is clearly taking more time than I had hoped," Snape said, half murmuring to himself. "I will send a message to Dumbledore telling him where we will be." "Wait I'm sorry, did I just hear you say WE? There is no way---" "I am coming with you," Snape said, making it clear that there was to be no arguing. "Now where are we going?" "To my home; well, I should say the place where I used to live. I can't really call it a home," Rori shrugged, "I'd only be fooling myself."
Rori hit the ground hard, stood up quickly and brushed herself off. She didn't care that she was receiving strange looks from the bustling crowd of the train station. She ran to the streets and hailed a taxi and climbed in. But just as she was about to tell the driver where to take her, the cab door opened: it was Snape. "Oh God, I told you, I have to go. I won't let you stop me!" Rori slid over to the other door of the taxi and stepped out. "Aurora! You are being far too rash!" Snape shouted, as he emerged from his side of the taxi. "Thanks for wasting my time! Freaks." the cab driver shouted, as he sped away. "What did you call me?" "Come here," Snape said, beckoning her over to the side walk, "Or you'll get hit." Realizing that she was in danger of being hit, clued in by the car horns going off, Rori walked over to the side walk and stood in front of Snape. "I told you, I need to take care of something," she said, her voice beginning to quiver-the overwhelming fear of what she might find out finally setting in. "I understand, just do me a favor and take a walk with me," Snape said. Rori looked at him quizzically. His demeanor had completely changed from aggressive and menacing to, well, there was no other term for it but gentle. "You know something," she said bluntly. "What do you mean by that?" "You know perfectly well what I mean. And stop blocking me out from reading you, I want to know now," Rori demanded. There was a long pause. People began pausing to look and point at them, their attire not exactly the most stylish in the muggle world. "That's it, if you won't tell me I'll just have to find out myself," Rori said, and began to walk away, but whipped around and narrowed her gaze, "Oh, and don't call me Aurora. I hate that name more than I hate being a teacher." Rori turned her back to Snape again, but he grabbed her arm and led her to a somewhat secluded spot at the side of the building. "I don't know anything. I was merely trying to..kindly...persuade you to come back to the school because nothing else seems to be working," Snape hissed. "Well you will not get me back there until I take care of some business!" Rori spoke back. "Alright, trying to take you back is clearly taking more time than I had hoped," Snape said, half murmuring to himself. "I will send a message to Dumbledore telling him where we will be." "Wait I'm sorry, did I just hear you say WE? There is no way---" "I am coming with you," Snape said, making it clear that there was to be no arguing. "Now where are we going?" "To my home; well, I should say the place where I used to live. I can't really call it a home," Rori shrugged, "I'd only be fooling myself."