CHAPTER 7: The Warning
Welsh had just entered the dining hall when an owl came down to drop a letter in her hands. Pausing briefly she opened it and scanned the contents.
"OH NO." she mumbled. Looking up her eyes locked with Dumbledore's. As she began to head towards him, A voice next to her stopped her in her tracks.
"Professor Welsh?"
"Yes Mr. Potter?" Welsh replied as she turned to look at him.
Harry Smiled, "The Gryffindor Quidditch team was wondering if you would like to help us practice for our game against Ravenclaw."
Welsh laughed with delight causing many eyes to turn her way including Snape.
"Why Harry I would love to. It sounds like smashing fun."
Harry grinned at her, "Thursday around 3 alright with you?"
Welsh continued to smile. "Perfect, I'll be on the field waiting."
She patted him on the arm then continued towards the head table, behind her a small cheer rang out from the Gryffindor table as Harry told his teammates the good news.
Snape sat watching Welsh walk toward Dumbledore, leaning next to the old man she whispered into his ear.
"You should read this Uncle. We have trouble on the way." Then she handed him the note.
WE KNOW WHO YOU ARE
NEITHER YOU OR DUMBLEDORE CAN
STOP US. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Dumbledore looked at his niece in surprise.
"It seems we do. Keep your eyes open Welsh."
She nodded to him before she took her seat.
Snape stared at her.
Welsh turned to him, "Yes Professor?" She said.
Snape smirked at her.
"Getting awful chummy with the students now, ay Professor Welsh?"
Welsh cocked an eyebrow at him.
"Jealous Snape she retorted or are you ready to show me how to put a stopper in death?"
Snape gave her a look of disgust before he turned his attention else ware only to hear a low chuckle come out of Welsh.
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Welsh had just entered the dining hall when an owl came down to drop a letter in her hands. Pausing briefly she opened it and scanned the contents.
"OH NO." she mumbled. Looking up her eyes locked with Dumbledore's. As she began to head towards him, A voice next to her stopped her in her tracks.
"Professor Welsh?"
"Yes Mr. Potter?" Welsh replied as she turned to look at him.
Harry Smiled, "The Gryffindor Quidditch team was wondering if you would like to help us practice for our game against Ravenclaw."
Welsh laughed with delight causing many eyes to turn her way including Snape.
"Why Harry I would love to. It sounds like smashing fun."
Harry grinned at her, "Thursday around 3 alright with you?"
Welsh continued to smile. "Perfect, I'll be on the field waiting."
She patted him on the arm then continued towards the head table, behind her a small cheer rang out from the Gryffindor table as Harry told his teammates the good news.
Snape sat watching Welsh walk toward Dumbledore, leaning next to the old man she whispered into his ear.
"You should read this Uncle. We have trouble on the way." Then she handed him the note.
WE KNOW WHO YOU ARE
NEITHER YOU OR DUMBLEDORE CAN
STOP US. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Dumbledore looked at his niece in surprise.
"It seems we do. Keep your eyes open Welsh."
She nodded to him before she took her seat.
Snape stared at her.
Welsh turned to him, "Yes Professor?" She said.
Snape smirked at her.
"Getting awful chummy with the students now, ay Professor Welsh?"
Welsh cocked an eyebrow at him.
"Jealous Snape she retorted or are you ready to show me how to put a stopper in death?"
Snape gave her a look of disgust before he turned his attention else ware only to hear a low chuckle come out of Welsh.
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