Prompt: Shadow
Rating: PG
Pairings: N/A
Word Count: 304
A shadow stormed through the night; barely visible in the darkness. The shadow carried a wand and a blank expression. Pale as the moon yet dark as the deepest hole he was. He quickened his pace. No one knew of his destination, or his motivation. The cold obsidian eyes bore into the night; his cloak flapping noiselessly behind him. Not a single sound was made as the Shadow walked down the cobblestone road towards the castle. With a wave of his wand, he was in: through the gates and in the safety of the magical barriers. But he would never be safe. A double agent, a silhouette of his soul, a dark cover of his heart would always be close to being discovered. Drowned deep in regret and sorrow, he breezed past the students who coward under his glare. Now reaching the Headmaster's office, the Shadow climbed the steps. So many things had been dealt upon him from the Headmaster; so many lies, so many heroic actions. He didn't want the attention. No, he wanted to be the darkness in the night, the lurker who was secretly over throwing the Dark Lord's plans. How much the boy would have to do to end this all; end everything the Shadow had done to repay his debt almost overthrew all the mental walls he had spent years building up; building up to protect himself and the boy.
The Headmaster had called the Shadow to his office in urgency. The message had only two words: cursed ring.
Baffling the Shadow until he quickly picked up the necessary ingredients from his stock, and headed towards the office. With a knock at the door, the black figure stepped into the office.
Opening the door, an old man spoke, "Ah Severus, it appears I may be in a slight dilemma."