Author's Note : Message to Snape's girl: Thank you so much for your review. It is you actually who motivated me to continue on this story. So this chapter is for you.
I don't have your e-mail, but as a thank you, I had always wanted to give you the last chapter to read. So if you're interested, send me an owl!
Now to you, my other beloved ones! All of you have been questioning about the whereabouts of Hermione.
I'm sorry to announce that the explanation of this 'rat-incident' is going to be cleared up much, much later.
So I guess you'll have to continue reading; But reviews motivate me to write quickly so the more you review, the quicker you'll have the answer…. ° hint, hint, nudge nudge°
Ok, this isn't the best chapter I written, but hey! Enjoy it anyways!
Angelic Layer 40 (WHAT? Chapter 40 already?)
Two figures were walking quickly through the castle. They walked up and down staircases in a complicated pattern, but they seemed to know where they were going.
"- Are you sure about all this?"
"- Of course! It's idiot proof!"
"-I know, I know… Are you sure?"
"- I am! I saw them with my own eyes! And you know I wouldn't lie to you."
"- Well yes…. But still."
One of the shadows stopped walking, dropping her bag.
"- Listen to me! You saw them too in Hogsmade that one night. And you don't think it's odd at all that she changed?"
"- Well, maybe it has nothing to do with what you believe. When you love, you imitate the person whom you love without realizing it. You know, you imitate me."
"- And you imitate me. But you know it isn't normal how our beloved Hermione Granger behaves. And you were the first one to see her 'wings'. Let's hope the only one. The shadows of them. And you even pushed me against her in a crowd so I could feel them. And you were right."
"- Maybe she's an Animagus and- …"
"- Don't lie to yourself. You know it isn't normal; we searched for hours no end everywhere to know if it happened before. For Satan's sake! We even went to my uncle, a professional healer to ask questions!"
After finished talking, the shadow bent down and took the bag it had dropped. It contents had spilled on the floor.
"- Let me help you."
The other shadow bent down and started to scoop the leaves, sticky fruits and jar in the bag whilst the other one searched for something that rolled on the floor.
"- You know, I wouldn't do this if it wouldn't be for him. For you. For us. For the whole world."
"- I know. I know we have to use every thing we can. And we will. We will make her cooperate with us."
Two smiles appeared in the shadows. They knew she, the Head Girl, already trusted them. Or at least was thinking about them. And their offer.
The shadow finally found what it was searching for and the other shadow jumped up with the bag open in her hands.
"- Your cape; it has slipped off. Your hair is exposed."
"- At least it's not my breasts."
Both started to laugh.
Running and laughing, both people ran the last few meters before stopping in front of a painting.
When Severus came back to the castle, very late at night or very early in the morning, he was distressed.
He rushed up to Dumbledore's office and he believed to hear a laughter.
His Evil, Snarky Professor mode switched on. Students out of dormitory! Alert! Points removal time!
But when he arrived to where he heard the laughter, the persons had already disappeared.
Severus walked towards a tapestry of hunting scene. He knew the castle well enough to know that he was near the Rawerclaw Tower's entrance.
But he arrived too late; whoever had sneaked out from the Rawerclaw managed to escape him. After a student is in its house, points couldn't be taken.
The only thing he had time to see before the portrait closed was a wave of blond hair.
Blond hair that appeared very pale in the moonlight. Hair that could remember one of an angel.
Author's Note: HAHAAA! The plot thickens!