WAKING UP
Light
pooled on her eyelids and she moved uncomfortably on the sort
mattress. Pillows rested under her head, clean blankets covered her
exhausted body. She opened her eyes to her new surroundings.
Clean,
soft beds lined the room parted by soft blue screens. Windows lined
the walls, their white curtains pulled to let in the light. A large
picture of a mediwitch treating a patient hung above the dark oak
doors. By her bed was a deep red chair on it was her small blue
backpack, unopened.
The heavy oak doors opened and Dumbledore
walked through. His deep blue robes sparkled as the moved about his
feet. His eye's twinkled over his half moon glasses. She finally
understood Voldemort's fear of him. Because behind his kind and
gentle exterior was a power as fearful and powerful as the Dark Lord
himself.
"Morning Miss Potter. How are you?" He removed her
bag from the red chair and seated himself next to her.
"Sore.
Did Harry hear you call me that yesterday Professor?" Worry chewing
on her heart.
"No Miss Potter. He had been made to wait out side
by Miss Granger." A bemused smile on his aged face.
"Please
call me Regan, Professor. Has Remus been contacted?"
"Yes,
Regan. Now let me ask you a few questions. Where have you been for
the last three years?"
"I was with Peter Pettigrew and
Voldemort. The last three years have been dark." I will not
cry.
"Yes, I can imagine. How did you escape?" His eyes were
intense.
"Wormtail, over come by his guilt, helped me escape.
Appariting us both deep into the forbidden forest. Voldemort Followed
and caught him. I ran here. I've been running for three days and
nights. I knew He would not follow because of you and Harry."
"That
is the other thing, how did you know about Harry?"
"Wormtail
told be when I was eleven." Tears began to fall.
"Regan dear,
it's alright. Your safe now." His hand took her's. "They can
not get you here. I must tell Harry who you are tonight with Remus
there. He will want to see you after. Do you think you would be up to
that?"
"Do you think I could have a shower and a change of
clothes first, Sir?"
"Of course Regan, of course. I am glad
you are among us again." He turned to leave.
"I was never
really gone, Sir."
Dumbledore paused and turned to ask what she
had meant by that but Regan was asleep again.
a/n: so how do you like that? well it only gets more confusing and weird with rescuse and more explaining. r/r ah ha ha ha ha ha ha