Chapter 16

Thestrals

'However, I could make an exception for you and your sister to spend the remaining time at the headquarters of the Order of Phoenix.' This seemed to brighten up at least one of the girls. 'Now, let us get back to our business.' He looked them both over. 'Actually, I think both of you are tired and have gone through many things. You deserve some rest, though it will have to wait for a few moments longer, as we have to go somewhere else. If you will please step out of my office, I will have a house elf take you to the carriage.' He led them to the door and closed it behind them. 'Severus, I still need to have a word with you before I go.'

Once out the two girls looked at each other. 'Are we going to let them ditch us like that?' asked Spica a devilish grin on her face. At meeting her sister's grave eyes her face fell. 'It doesn't matter, not really, not to us... does it... you're still my sister you know, nothings changed.'

A weary smile formed on the others lips 'Nothing about you, but I'm the one that betrayed us, should have told you all.'

'Not really, I'm chaos, so I guess all about my life has to be a chaos.' Spica replied.

'You took it surprisingly well; I expected fire works.' Charry chided her sister.

'Right. Now, shut up and let me do the spell.' With a snap of her fingers, in front of them appeared an image, as of vapours, of what the inhabitants of the other room were doing.

'Now, Severus, I don't need want to hear what happenen. This time I want to see it.' His tone was grave and although they could not see his face clearly, he was quite imposing. They saw him get a large stone bowl covered in runes witch they immediately recognized as a pensieve. They both knew what they were, on some occasions they had used them, especially Charon, being a seer, she had to register her prophecies, which more often than not turned out to be old ones that had sadly been forgotten through the ages.

The dark wizard reluctantly drew with the tip of his wand some threads of memories placing them in the bowl.

To their frustration it was impossible for them to see those memories. After a while the two men resumed their discussion, presumably after they had watched that memory.

'Severus, is this all that happened?' he sounded a bit exasperated. He must have hoped for more.' There's nothing else Tom did or said?

'Nothing. The sole purpose of the gathering was to kill her. And it worked. It was true Albus.' He replied.

'Yes, so it seems.' Even though the image was composed out of vapours they could see the twinkle in his eyes disappear. He then changed his tone, recovering his good humour. 'What impression has her daughter, I mean your daughter, had on you?'

They never got to hear his response for a strange little house elf with lots of socks and hats on him came after them as Dumbledore had instructed. They had nothing else to do but comply and follow the elf through the dark, deserted corridors of Hogwarts, and down those many moving sets of stairways.

Feel like I'm stoned Wanna be alone, just for a while, unknown Weeks on the road a long way from home Just shut off the phone

Spice could not keep herself from singing. This was how she usually showed her emotions to others. By what she was singing people around her could realize how bad she was.

The pictures that were not asleep were talking and pointing to them, going from one picture to another. An old witch even followed them all the way to the Entrance Hall, waking up several other pictures when she jumped into their frames. The armors suits were also turning their heads to look at them, and if it wasn't too farfetched she could have sworn the squeaking noise they were making was actually a type of whisper.

Once they were outside they could see that a carriage was waiting for them. Instead of normal horses, it had Thestrals pulling it. Thestrals were Spica's favorite creatures. When she had been about four they were all she would draw, and instead of having her room filled with unicorns like the other girls her age, she had managed to gather a whole heard of fluffy stuffed Thestrals. Charon, on the other hand, was not a big fan of these creatures.

These weren't the only strange creatures Spica liked. While the other little girls used to have their rooms filled with doxidols, her sister actually had real doxis'. Strangely enough her's were tamed that they did not attack, even if provoked. She could even play with the baby ones, while their mother would fly around without any intention to take her eyes out.

Not even the presence of these magnificent Thestrals could pull Spica out of her reverie. She just took a seat in the carriage looking at the grounds. The sun was beginning to rise, and she could now see the mountains and a little of the dark forest. She wished she could be in there. It would be a lot easier to take all of the things that were happening if she could only for a few hours transform. The beast inside had not been left to roam for months and it was harder and harder to control this desire. Soon she would be able to.

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone But though you're still with me I've been alone all along

Spice was sitting there in the carriage, in a corner muttering so me things when the headmaster finally came. He first told the Thestrals where he wanted to go and then stepped in with them in the carriage.

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