(a/n - sorry the chapters are so short, I guess I'm just not able to write on and on forever like some people...)
Dirt And Roses...
Dracula's Daughter lay on her bed, soil sticking to her body and blood oozing from her body like sap from the bark of a tree.
Albus came to visit her, and when he was told she was unavailable, he had pretended to leave, then turned himself invisible before sneaking up to her room. Upon entering, he was shocked to find her out cold upon the floor, surrounded by the fragments of a broken flower pot, with the roses it contained scattered and trampled on the grimy floor.
Albus gasped. What on earth had caused Minerva to look like this? Before he had any opportunity to sort her out, however, the door was pushed open and he left invisibly, as quickly as he had come.