Three Years
Author: Leta McGotor
Disclaimer: I owe nothing but the idea and some persons like Tony Adams and the vampires and of course The Oxford University for International Magic belongs to me. The other belongs to JKR.
Chapter 2 Kidnapping
Today is her birthday, 4th of October. Usually I gave her three red and one white rose as a present, although ones it was something to polish old sets of chess. Remembering her chess set after it, it had a new glamour and she challenged everybody with the tiniest knowledge of chess.
I have an extra table in my rooms for her old chessboard and the pieces. She couldn't take it with her although she had loved it, inherited from her great-great-grandfather. Ones a week I polish it but never play. Chess seems not to be the same without her.
It was the 24th of August, only one week of holidays left when there was a last meeting in Hogwarts. The points were the same every year: The timetable, the Quidditch season, therefore the Quidditch timetable, important things like special events or new teachers. There was a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher named Tony Adams. He was very quiet and gave mostly one-word-answers. He was quite young, maybe the reason why he had applied for the job. He had said in one of the few answers with more than one word that he had travelled around the world in the last four years, maybe the other reason why he wanted the job. Had he not heard that no teacher had lasted for longer than one year? It seemed he didn't because he looked forward to the beginning of term, others had been scared.
After the meeting was over (and all teachers happy that it was over) they had dinner at a long table in the Great Hall. Because there were no students around everyone talked to all the others about their holidays somewhere you don't want to know. A few others talked about Quidditch.
'I bet that my house will win the Cup, Minerva. You just had luck last year. We had the better team'
'In your dreams, Severus, in your dreams. The Cup is standing in my office where it belongs. But you are allowed to visit and to polish it if you want to be a little bit nearer.'
'Tonight, 9 oclock?'
'You really want to polish it?'
No. After Gryffindor will have ended without one single point it is standing in my office anyway. But I bet I win our play of chess tonight. I'm in a winner mood.'
'Please Severus, wake up. It seems that you are dreaming. I bet 5 galleons that I'm the winner. Of course if you aren't going to cheat.'
'Me? Cheating? I think you are the one who dreams, Minerva, not me.'
'9 o´cklock'
No one knew that the evening would go in another direction, in one nobody ever imagined because suddenly they were surrounded by a dozen of vampires at least. Most of them wore black clothes, but some dark red, green and blue as well. They looked very differently. Surely all were pale but some were nearlys white faced while others seemed to have a little bit colour in the face at least. The women among them were slender except one who was very small but nearly two times as wide as high.
The teachers jumped to their feet but it was too late. Within seconds the most of them were disarmed and the rest had no chance to attack because the vampires threatened to kill Sibyll Trelawney who was held prisinor by two of the vampires being one head taller than her at least.
'Disarmed them, too.' Said one male vampire. He was tall and slender and wore a black coat over a dark red shirt and black trousers. All together with his slight arrogant expression he seemed very awe-inspiring. He was the leader of the group because only seconds after his order six of the other vcampires were going in the direction of Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape and Tony Adams who were the last with wands. Sibyll Trelawney screamed as the vampire next to her hold her more tightly and the four resigned.
'It's a long time for a human but you can't have forgotten it, can you? Not you and Moody also won't have forgotten it. You know we would come and take you with us means if you want to die now and forever you can. But believe me our life is better than the dark nothing. Therefore come with us or we are going to force you to come with us. You have the choice.', said the leader of the vampires with a grin on his face which meant nothing good.
But no one answered. Silence fell in the Great Hall and some of the teachers looked around to see if somebody would show any reaction. Sibyll Trelawney began to shake. What would they do with her if nobody would react? The vampires held her even tighter and she closed her eyes as if she would say good-bye to the world.
'Your last chance. Come with us or we will kill her… and him.' Another vampire had seized Severus and pushed him to the ground. Severus couldn't move. He didn't know the meaning of it all. Who was it they wanted so badly?
'I count to three. One… two…tr…' He stopped as someone moved from the group of teachers.
'I wonder if you really would kill them. If you want me, come and take me but I can't accept the responsibility for their death. Therfore I'll come with you. That's the only reason.' It was quiet in the Great Hall as if the time had stopped breathing. The leader of the vampires smirked.
'You know you have no other chance.' With a single movement of his arms the three vampires around him let go of Sibyll Trelawney and Severus Snape although Severus looked all but happy. He stared unbelievingly at Minerva standing now directly in front of the leader of the vampires.
The leader seized Minerva's hand, bowed to the teachers and than vanished with him all the other vampires and with him, too, Minerva McGonagll.
We have to free her, Albus, no matter what it costs. It doesn't matter but we have to free her, to help her. We simply have to.' Severus declared not half an hour later. He was white faced and had something like a shock. Not because of the vampires, not because they said they would kill him but because they had taken Minerva, his Minerva, with them and he couldn't do anything to help her.
Albus shaked his head. The only thing they knew was that no matter what all this meant it had to do with Alastor Moody. The vampires said his name and for Albus it was logical that they would look for him. He and Severus were on their way to the Headquarters of the Order. Probably they would find Moody there.
Arriving at Grimmauld Place the two of them found nearly the whole Order sitting in the kitchen. All faces wore a curious and worried expression and all stared at Alastor Mad-Eye Moody who stood in the kitchen arming himself with things you haven't seen before.
'Alastor, what are you doing?' Albus asked and all faces turned around startled because of his unexpected arriving. Moody grunted as an answer and continued what he was doing.
'He is totally crazy now, Professor Dumbledore, he is mad. Murmured the whole time something like they would come and take him, they would kill him. But he didn't tell us what he meant with that.' Tonks complained and all others nodded.
'Alastor', Dumbledore said louder. 'Why are the vampires looking for you? What have you to do with it?' Moody looked at him stopping in his tracks.
'You know? Who has told you?' he grunted with a little nervousness in his voice. 'It wasn't wrong. We did the right thing, it wasn't wrong' He started still looking only at Dumbledore and visibly confused. 'We couldn't know that… never thought that they would come…'
'Alastor, what have you done? And what has Minerva to do with it?'
'Minerva? That means you don't know? She never told you?' Relief was to be heard in his voice but half a second later that sound had vanished.
'No. But you will tell me. Now.'
'Oh,… you see… it was… was just an… experiment, yes. It worked well. My students…yes, you see, it worked quite well. Surely there are always things happening you don't want to but… it worked, it worked. And that's important that it worked.'
'Alastor, which students? What have you done? You don't mean, no, you can't. Your time as a professor at the university, at The Oxford University for International Magic? What have you done?'
'It was only an experiment. I didn't want that they died and that they would follow us.' He squeaked and sounded no better than Filius Flitwick at the top of his voice.
'Alastor, what have you done?' Dumbledore sighed.
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