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This way. Ka's call echoed as he flew down it. I ruched after him, my stride silent and quick.
"You had beter know where we are going," I grumbled as we rounded a corner. "Huh," I stopped asa man held up a light of some kind.
Who's there?" I nearly shifted into another form but felt Crow stir, he would be hurt if I tried. "Lumos," the light grew brighter as he stepped forward. "You're not a student!" He looked as if he was to say something as he pointed the light at me.
"Too slow," my hands full, I raised a leg and kicked him square in the chest. His breathe came out in a huff as he struck the wall and crumpled to the floor. "You are lucky Human," I felt my fangs extend as his heart beat steadied. 'I must see to Crow's safety first, weak or not the child comes first.' Ka's voice caught my attention and I followed, rushing up a flight of stairs through a wooden door.
"Kindly, do not make meals of my staff," I spun around and saw the robed old man. "Serverous will be in class tomorrow, I hope?"
"If you mean the man, he's unconsious but unharmed," I couldn't help but flash a fanged smile, "For the most part. He might be sore for a few days. I've got a kick like a Titan, so I've been told."
"I'll alert Madem Pomfrey of the fact. You two, my mistake, three," Ka didn't even have to raise his voice and the man spotted him, "Can stay in the hospital wing until we get the boy settled in his classes. Although he is a bit young, I'm sure we can arrange something. This way," I silently followed as he led me up a grand staircase."That must be some burden you carry."
"No, Crow's as light as so many feathers."
"I do not mean the boy. Tell me, is it easy to hide in so many forms? Times? Worlds?"
"I do not hide, I bide my time until I can free my world. My father has created a true Hell on Earth and I intent to smuther the flames, along with whatever he has in place of a soul."
"The sins of the father, in your case, are avenged by the son?"
"If you know me to be a shapeshifter you must also know that I am a woman."
"You could've fooled me," an older woman held a door open for us.
"Minerva, I trust Serverous is resting?"
"Yes Albus, he had a nasty bruise across his ribs but he is sleeping peacefully," the woman was eyeing me as if trying to figure me out. "Quite a kick you have."
"Like a Titan," Albus smiled and led the way through the door. "Since you seem to now know our names," a motherly woman carefully took Crow from me to lay him on an empty bed, "Can we have yours?" He held out a bed sheet to me, draping it across my shoulders.
"Crow will wake soon," I let the sheet bunch around me, looking much like their robes, and let my form return to normal. "He can't stand sleeping in beds," the woman, Minerva, was looking at me with some disbelief. "I see questions in your eyes, but I am too tired and hungry to care at the moment. The boy is safe, I will stay by his side until he wakes," I sat down against the wall next to his bed and bowed my head, trying to find peace enough in this strange to sleep.
"Let's let them be. There will be much to discuss tomorrow, sleep is best for them," I felt Ka land on my shoulder and I looked up as they were leaving.
"They call me Knives," Minerva blinked at me a few times and Albus just ushered her out the door.
"Pleasent dream, Ms. Knives," he bowed his head and closed the door.
"Yeah, dreams," I reasted my head back against the wall, even Crow's heart was starting to call to me. I forced myself to take a deep unneeded breathe and released it, letting the death/sleep take me away from the beating heart.
"Knives," my eyes shot open, only to realize Crow had whispered it in his sleep, and somehow he had curled up in my lap trying to find a comportable place.
"About time ya woke up," as red headed boy gave a kind of cringe as my eyes shot up to look at him.
"Yeah, Dumbledore asked us to fetch you and we've been waiting for sometime," I looked over at a young girl, she had a moment of fear and then looked almost facinated.
"Lunch is nearly over, you two must be starved," a third, dark haired boy, his back was to me.
"You have no idea," the redhead gasped and backed away, the girl took a shuttered breath. I must've showed fang. "Don't worry, you are all too inoscent for my taste." I carefully brushed a stray hair from Crow's face and he stired, only to cuddle closser, "Not a good idea, little bird. Your magic has drained me. Wake up,Crow," he blinked sleepy eyes at me and snapped out of whatever dream he had been having with a start. "It's the eyes, right?"
"You are definately ready for Halloween," he stretched and got to his feet. I let him pull me to mine,"Not that that doesn't look fabulous on you, but you might want to wear some real clothes."
I smiled, having shifted both the color and style of the bedsheet as he spoke, now dressed in dark red robes, "Better?"
"They match your eyes," Crow smirked even as I fround, I hadn't realized my hunger was that apperent. "Let's get some food, before you start biting people's heads off."
"That wouldn't be a good thing to do, would it?" I smiled and waited for the trio to lead us. "Aren't you our guides?"
"Yes, we are," the girl quickly pulled the two along to lead the way. "I'm Hermoine by the way. This is Ron and Harry," she tugged on both the red and dark haired boys' arms in turn.
"Knives, and this little feather head is Crow," I let my hand lay heavily on Crow's head.
"Interesting names. What possessed you parents to give them to you?"
I started chuckling low in my throat as we started down a flight of stairs. "You worded that... beautifully." I glanced at Crow, "Ironic, isn't it?"
Crow just dropped his head and shook with silent laughter. He held out his arm just as Ka flew down to land on it. "Any more questions?" Ka shifted to ride on his shoulder. "This is Ka, and Knives is the only... parent that gave me a name. Ask her what possessed her to call me by it." He smiled and quickened his pace to be far ahead of us.
"I knew I should've called him Snack," I said it loud enough for him to hear and smirked at the worried look I got from the trio. "So, whart's for Lunch?"