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Ring of Eternity - 5
Dumbledore watched the planets on his pocket watch spin slowly. His eyes traveled to the familiar red planet that was burning brightly out in the real sky outside.
He set the watch aside and sighed, rubbing his temples. He took out a small silvery mirror, and examined it's smooth shiny surface.
"Severus..." he said, but nothing happened. He repeated the small plea for an answer but the glass refused to yield an answer to him. A small red face appeared in the reflection next to his own age lined face. Fawkes gave a few sad notes and rubbed its feathery head against his cheek.
Dumbledore smiled weakly and stroked the bird's feathers. As he was stroking the bird he stopped and thought for a moment.
"Fawkes... I have nowhere else to turn. I need you to do me this favor... if you cannot find him, then I fear the worst has happened to him.
Fawkes flapped his wings and blinked at him.
Dumbledore took a piece of parchment, and scrawled a quick note on it. He then rolled it up and tied it to Fawkes' foot.
"Make sure that Severus Snape receives this letter... and make sure I get a response back from him."
His eyes became sad as he finished tying the small knot.
"... If he is incapable of returning my letter, than you must let me know where he is." he said.
Fawkes sung a few uplifting notes to cheer his master, then he took off through the open widow.
Dumbledore watched Fawkes disappear into the darkness until he could no longer be seen. He slowly closed the window and sighed, feeling better that soon he would know what had happened to his former student and employee. There wasn't anyone in the world Fawkes couldn't find.
He walked back over to his desk, examining the large globe of the universe that he kept. It often came in handy when he wanted to know the placements of the planets, and the cycles of the moon.
A sharp wrap on the door sounded. He looked up from the globe and waited a second before the sound cut through the silent room again.
"You may enter." he said.
The door swung open and a dark haired woman swept into the room followed close by McGonagall.
McGonagall looked very frustrated and was breathing hard from an obvious run to his office.
"I'm sorry Albus, but she insisted on coming straight to you. She wouldn't even tell me who she was."
The woman sneered at her and walked over to Dumbledore, her green eyes shining.
"I believe an introduction isn't necessary... after all I was once a student of the both of you"
she said.
Recognition dawned on Dumbledore's face and McGonagall's face remained puzzled.
"Surely you don't expect us to remember the face of every student that came through here?" she sniffed.
"Miss Meliflua... or Mrs. Snape I should say... then you received my letter." he said solemnly.
A look of shock appeared on McGonagall's face.
"Snape? She is Professor Snape's wife?"
Anaxarete frowned at her.
"Miss Meliflua, please..." she said. Then she turned to Dumbledore, smiling a very unfriendly and fake smile.
"So... is it true? Do you think my husband dead?"
Dumbledore looked troubled at her reaction to her married name, and the casual tone she used about her husband possibly being dead.
"Anaxarete... I'm sure that you have been most worried... but I want to let you know that there is still hope. I sent a very trustworthy source out to search for your husband." he said.
Anaxarete's eyes narrowed as she studied both McGonagall and Dumbledore.
"How long has he been missing?" she asked.
"About almost three months now." said Dumbledore.
A small smile crept across her features.
"Have you alerted the Ministry of his disappearance?" she asked.
"No... only a few... for your husband is... involved in a very complicated business, that I cannot describe to you now. It would jeopardize him if word got about." he said. " I have people on the alert that are searching for him as we speak"
Anaxarete paced around the room thinking to herself. McGonagall watched her, eyeing her with an unspoken dislike.
"And... how long will these people continue to look for him?" she asked.
"As long as it takes... hopefully we will be successful." he said.
Anaxarete threw up her hands and let them drop to her sides.
"It is not-unlike my husband to disappear for long periods of time without telling anyone. You are probably wasting your time... my husband is most un-thoughtful sometimes."
McGonagall's eyes glowed with anger.
"He would not under these circumstances! These are dangerous times! Aren't you concerned of the possibility that he might be in danger?" she said.
Anaxarete glared at her, clenching her fists.
"Of course it concerns me... but I know him. I know what he's like. He keeps secrets, and he tells no one.
He does not always think before he acts." she said.
McGonagall's nostrils flared.
"I also know him. I was his teacher for seven years and his colleague for fourteen." she said.
Dumbledore steeped between the two woman to prevent the argument from going any further.
"Whether or not anything has happened to him, I still feel it best to check up on him. Let us hope that it is something as minor as being wrapped up in his mission." he said.
Anaxarete's eyes met McGonagall's and the two glared at each other in silence.
"Yes... let us hope so." said Anaxarete.
