Chapter 3:

"I swear, Albus hasn't done anything wrong," Mummy told the man at the door.

"I'm sure he didn't, Where is your husband?" He pushed Mummy aside and walked in.

"He's, uh," she realized something I didn't, "in the bathroom. That's where he told me he was going."

"Is it possible your husband used the Cruciatus Curse tonight?" What kind of curse is that?

"Hold on. Albus, take Ariana upstairs and put her to bed."

"No!" I yelled.

"Ariana, you are to go to bed!"

"No!" I yelled, stomping my foot and crossing my arms across my chest.

"Albus, take her upstairs."

"NO! Not until I get some answers! Where's Daddy? What's the Crucias Curse?"

"Cruciatus, and let's hope you never find out. Not yet at least. You're only six!"

Abe walked in. "I'll take her to bed," he said. He picked me up and gently flung me over his back before I could protest. I glared at Mummy as he carried me up the stairs. Once in my room, he gently set me down.

"Ariana-" he started, but I cut him off.

"Why? What's a Crucius Curse? What happened to Daddy?"

Abe smiled sadly at me. "You'll find out," he said, leaving. I noticed he dropped something on his way out. I picked it up. It was his Extendable Ear. I knew Abe was my favorite for a reason: he understood me better than everyone else.

I put the ear on and walked to my closed bedroom door-for the best sound.

"That one, is she a handful?"

"No, not really. You're here about Percival, not Ariana. What did he do?"

"Mrs. Dumbledore, your husband intentionally used the Cruciatus Curse on three Muggle boys."

I heard Mummy gasp. "Which ones?"

"Theodore Smith, Kevin Farmers, and Oscar O'Conner. Is he here?"

"No. He said he was going to the bathroom."

"How long ago was that?"

"Twenty minutes ago."

"Did it occur to you to check up on him?"

The ear is really strong! I could hear Mummy shrug! "He usually takes much longer."

"well, I'm going to stay here until he returns, even if it takes all night."

The voice in my head started talking ot me again: 'Get rind of him, Ariana! He is evil! He's going to hurt your father!'

That's where I cut the voice off. I knew that if I went down there, Mummy would yell at me and ask me how I what they were talking about. Then, I would have to give up Abe. Crying, I took the ear off. I crawled into my bed, and lie there: thinking about Daddy. What had he done? I eventually fell asleep, thinking about him.

A/N: Short, I know. Please Review!