Her sin – 5 – a few minutes after midnight…
"This is what you will do..." the strong voice began to tell "When you come back to the school everybody will be sleeping, you'll go to her rooms and you won't knock the door… It will be charmed, but I know the password to come in… She'll be laid on her bed, wearing her tartan nightdress… You won't need to wake her up, just give her the sleeping potion and take her out of the castle trying to not be seen…"
It was a few minutes after midnight when he reached the school. The corridors were empty and dark; and the door was locked, like the Lord had said.
"Thistle" the young teacher whispered with trembling voice.
He couldn't understand why that stubborn young witch could get him on his nerves in such a way. She changed her mind as easily that he was becoming crazy. But he wasn't going to let it go, though she could be so childish, there was something on her that made him unable to take her out of his mind. He did love her, and he knew she loved him too… he'd been able to feel that when they'd been together in their more sincere intimacy. There must be something, or someone, scaring her… and he felt somehow responsible of her wellbeing, so he was going to help her even though she didn't allow him.
It was a few minutes after midnight when he left his office hoping to find a new answer on her lips. The corridors were empty and dark; and the door of her rooms was opened.
She couldn't keep away from her mind the disconcerted look she'd put on Albus' face after tell him she wasn't going to marry him. But she had to do that, she had to stop that fairy-tale happy-ending he nearly made possible… Tom had been clear on his words; she would never marry another man than him, even if that meant he had to kill each one of her suitors. She felt something too much strong for Albus… She didn't want anything to happen to him because of her fault… She had to run away, that was what she had to do, she had to go somewhere Tom couldn't find her again.
It had passed just a few minutes since the last time she'd looked at the clock on the wall, and then the two hands had been pointing at the room's ceiling. She couldn't sleep, when suddenly the noise of some steps took her back from her thoughts. She turned round on her bed's sheets and found the shadow of an intruder coming towards her. She held out her arm looking for her wand on the night table, but it was dark and she couldn't see it.
The stranger rose his arm and she saw the light of a spell coming out his wand. She climbed out of the bed, he turned back trying to find her, when another shadow appeared on the door's frame and attacked the intruder.
Albus turned the light on. The man laying unconscious on the floor was the young professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts he'd hired a couple years ago. A smashed little crystal bottle was on his hand, and the blue liquid of the potion it surely contained was on the floor.
He looked around. Minerva seemed to have disappeared, until a tabby cat jumped on the desk of the other side of the room.
"I'm afraid it's time to tell the truth, Kitten…" he said to the cat.
TO BE CONTINUED…