Diamond in the Rough
***************************Chapter 6*********************************
Disclaimer- Not mine, never will be, *sigh* if only...
"You're kidding me right? I mean, this is some kind of sick joke," Michal Evans was fuming mad. He stalked around the small confines of the Ministry of Magic's Muggle Relations office glaring daggers at anyone who dared interrupt his tirade. "First of all, you're telling me that my daughters a witch, a WITCH! You honestly expect me to believe something like that?" "Not just any witch," Dumbledore sighed, "an unusually powerful one." "She would be, wouldn't she," Rose Evans said, with a slight proud grin beneath her worried tears. "She's a remarkable child," "Rose!" Michal cried, "Are you telling me that you honestly believe this.nonsense??" "I'm starting to," Rose answered calmly. "Think about it, Michal. She survived that horrible plane accident without a scratch, she always had a knack for knowing things before they happen and you remember that time when both the kitchen windows broke when she sneezed." "Oh for crying out loud," Michal groaned. He stamped around the room once more and then flung himself down into the chair next to his wife. "Fine, maybe I'll buy this 'witch' business, now can I please see my daughter?" "Actually," Dumbledore coughed, "There's one more thing," Michal bared his teeth, and leapt out of his chair. "There would be, wouldn't there?" "It appears that your daughter's plane did not go down accidently," Dumbledore explained cautiously. "If this is indeed the case, Lily is the only witness to mass murder. She may become a target." "A target?," Rose whispered fearfully, "from whom?" "We're not entirely sure yet, but we do know that Lily is in great danger," "What can we do?" Rose asked, wiping her eyes bravely. "Wait," Michal ordered, a new tone of concern touching his voice. He leaned over Dumbledore and looked into his eyes. "You swear you're telling me the truth. My daughter is honestly in serious trouble? This isn't just some stunt?" "I'm sorry Mr. Evans," Dumbledore answered, meeting Michal's gaze, "I wish it wasn't so." Michal sank slowly back into his chair, his gaze never leaving Dumbledore. "Tell me what to do," he ordered sadly. "I'd do anything to keep my Lily safe."
*A/N* sorry it's so short, it just made sense to end it there.* more coming, I swear, I finally got around to sitting down with this story and it's all pouring out of my head!!
Disclaimer- Not mine, never will be, *sigh* if only...
"You're kidding me right? I mean, this is some kind of sick joke," Michal Evans was fuming mad. He stalked around the small confines of the Ministry of Magic's Muggle Relations office glaring daggers at anyone who dared interrupt his tirade. "First of all, you're telling me that my daughters a witch, a WITCH! You honestly expect me to believe something like that?" "Not just any witch," Dumbledore sighed, "an unusually powerful one." "She would be, wouldn't she," Rose Evans said, with a slight proud grin beneath her worried tears. "She's a remarkable child," "Rose!" Michal cried, "Are you telling me that you honestly believe this.nonsense??" "I'm starting to," Rose answered calmly. "Think about it, Michal. She survived that horrible plane accident without a scratch, she always had a knack for knowing things before they happen and you remember that time when both the kitchen windows broke when she sneezed." "Oh for crying out loud," Michal groaned. He stamped around the room once more and then flung himself down into the chair next to his wife. "Fine, maybe I'll buy this 'witch' business, now can I please see my daughter?" "Actually," Dumbledore coughed, "There's one more thing," Michal bared his teeth, and leapt out of his chair. "There would be, wouldn't there?" "It appears that your daughter's plane did not go down accidently," Dumbledore explained cautiously. "If this is indeed the case, Lily is the only witness to mass murder. She may become a target." "A target?," Rose whispered fearfully, "from whom?" "We're not entirely sure yet, but we do know that Lily is in great danger," "What can we do?" Rose asked, wiping her eyes bravely. "Wait," Michal ordered, a new tone of concern touching his voice. He leaned over Dumbledore and looked into his eyes. "You swear you're telling me the truth. My daughter is honestly in serious trouble? This isn't just some stunt?" "I'm sorry Mr. Evans," Dumbledore answered, meeting Michal's gaze, "I wish it wasn't so." Michal sank slowly back into his chair, his gaze never leaving Dumbledore. "Tell me what to do," he ordered sadly. "I'd do anything to keep my Lily safe."
*A/N* sorry it's so short, it just made sense to end it there.* more coming, I swear, I finally got around to sitting down with this story and it's all pouring out of my head!!
