The Iron Wand

By DragonFae

Chapter Five: A Talking Door?

Sirius glanced at the woman, then at Kali. He thought very hard. Then he spoke, "I hadn't thought of that. But how would they have known, I would buy her?"

The woman remained silent in thought. Then she retaliated by saying, "Fine, point taken. But, you never know. Have to be careful."

Kali sighed inwardly. This meant that the woman had accepted her, apprehensively. The room went quiet once the female sat down. Kali stood there awkwardly, not knowing whether to leave the room, to sit, or just stand.

Sirius, seeming to sense her uneasiness, spoke, "Why don't you sit down?" Kali looked around for a chair, there wasn't one.

"There isn't one, sir."

"Oh sorry," Sirius waved his wand and a chair appeared next to him. Kali walked over to it looking at the wand, then the chair, and sat.

"Okay then," Sirius continued, "We can get back to work." The talk turned to complex figures. They appeared to be talking about so-and-so died and how it would effect this or that. It became extremely boring, so Kali began to look at everyone at the table. The female had dark eyes, brown hair, pale skin, and slightly pointed ears. The rest of the people sitting at the table were men. One had light brown hair with silver flecks in it. He seemed to be zoning out a bit. His eyes were just staring into space. It looked as if his heart wasn't in this "job." Just then, Sirius asked, "Remus, anything wrong?"

The man, who had been doing nothing, shook his head. The second man then looked about nervously, his eyes flitted about. It was as if someone was going to come into the room. His eyes returned to the back door again and again, which was directly behind her. Kali thought she heard a rustle of feet behind it. Someone whispered. Then suddenly it flew open, sending Kali across the room. She landed under a small desk, just big enough for her to fit.

Kali looked from beneath the desk to see six or seven cloaked figures holding out their wands at the people in the room. The tallest of them gestured something to the others. Ropes shot out of all their wands, ensnaring Sirius and the other people around the table. Only one of the original people remained unbound. It was the one who had kept on glancing at the door. He must have been a traitor because how else would they have known where to find them.

****Ideas would be nice. I ran out so I thought I'd end it here for now.*********