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Chapter 24
Caroline watched from the balcony as Meara, draped in black, "slipped" out of the house. Meara thought that no one had seen her, but Caroline had.
"There is something wrong with Meara" said Caroline to herself.
"First she breaks up with darling Robert, then she goes around with William who she has known for about a day.. odd.. very odd" said Caroline
Caroline felt a cold chill on her shoulders and turned rapidly. She saw nothing.
Caroline smiled an odd tempered smile.
"Ahh.. the mighty spirits grow wrestless I see. Perhaps it is time that I consult thee?" said Caroline breaking out into an almost Shakespearean manner of speaking.
She sighed in resignation and went to the guest room, next to Meara's bedroom.
Caroline waved her hand and the entire bedroom plunged into black. Caroline walked over to her traveler's trunk and pulled out several blood red candles and placed them on the floor, forming the symbol of the occult.
She lit the candles very slowly and sat in the middle of the circle and began to chant in a very soft manner, gradually increasing her pace until the sound that escaped her mouth was almost a shrill screeching noise.
The room was filled with a cold wind and the candles blew out quickly, leaving no scent or sign of smoke.
A flash of lightning escaped outside and thunder clapped wildly. Caroline's eyes turned an evil, reddish, tinge as she saw what she had so feared for so many years.
"I must leave" said Caroline in horror as she clasped her hands and rushed frantically around the room in an attempt to put all of her things in to her bag before Meara could return.
Caroline finished packing and quickly lit a fire in the fireplace of the kitchen. She grabbed a pinch of floo powder and threw it into the flames.
The flames became a soft green and Caroline threw her belongings in and immersed herself in the calm, cool, flames.
"The Burrow!" shouted Caroline as the flames engulfed her and she was pulled through time to the Burrow.
She did not know if she would be welcome at Ron's house, but it was worth a try, and, of course, her darling, Harry, would be there.
Hogwarts was to start in a few weeks and Caroline knew for a fact that Harry spent the weeks before Hogwarts at the Burrow as a respite from his aunt and uncle, and, of course, Dumbledore had put in extra measures to protect Harry from anything out there.
This was the safest place for Caroline, and any one else, for that matter, to be at the moment, until her father could be notified.
Authors note: sorry that this chapter was so short.. I am pressed for time. all my fellow Makos know how school works
Chapter 24
Caroline watched from the balcony as Meara, draped in black, "slipped" out of the house. Meara thought that no one had seen her, but Caroline had.
"There is something wrong with Meara" said Caroline to herself.
"First she breaks up with darling Robert, then she goes around with William who she has known for about a day.. odd.. very odd" said Caroline
Caroline felt a cold chill on her shoulders and turned rapidly. She saw nothing.
Caroline smiled an odd tempered smile.
"Ahh.. the mighty spirits grow wrestless I see. Perhaps it is time that I consult thee?" said Caroline breaking out into an almost Shakespearean manner of speaking.
She sighed in resignation and went to the guest room, next to Meara's bedroom.
Caroline waved her hand and the entire bedroom plunged into black. Caroline walked over to her traveler's trunk and pulled out several blood red candles and placed them on the floor, forming the symbol of the occult.
She lit the candles very slowly and sat in the middle of the circle and began to chant in a very soft manner, gradually increasing her pace until the sound that escaped her mouth was almost a shrill screeching noise.
The room was filled with a cold wind and the candles blew out quickly, leaving no scent or sign of smoke.
A flash of lightning escaped outside and thunder clapped wildly. Caroline's eyes turned an evil, reddish, tinge as she saw what she had so feared for so many years.
"I must leave" said Caroline in horror as she clasped her hands and rushed frantically around the room in an attempt to put all of her things in to her bag before Meara could return.
Caroline finished packing and quickly lit a fire in the fireplace of the kitchen. She grabbed a pinch of floo powder and threw it into the flames.
The flames became a soft green and Caroline threw her belongings in and immersed herself in the calm, cool, flames.
"The Burrow!" shouted Caroline as the flames engulfed her and she was pulled through time to the Burrow.
She did not know if she would be welcome at Ron's house, but it was worth a try, and, of course, her darling, Harry, would be there.
Hogwarts was to start in a few weeks and Caroline knew for a fact that Harry spent the weeks before Hogwarts at the Burrow as a respite from his aunt and uncle, and, of course, Dumbledore had put in extra measures to protect Harry from anything out there.
This was the safest place for Caroline, and any one else, for that matter, to be at the moment, until her father could be notified.
Authors note: sorry that this chapter was so short.. I am pressed for time. all my fellow Makos know how school works