
Alecto stepped out of the Vanishing Cabinet, a malicious smirk on her face. She watched Bellatrix congradulate Draco as the other followed her out. Wand at the ready, she waited…It wasn’t her night for rounds, but she knew Remus would be there, and she desperately needed to speak with him. So she quickly apparated to the castle, and saw Lupins figure moving toward the castle, so she followed him silently.He couldn’t believe it. It was time. He took a deep breath and opened the Vanishing Cabinet.
*Snape hid himself in the Astronomy tower, ready to do what has to be done… He braced himself, getting ready for more to come*
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Bill knew that his rounds weren’t today but something didn’t feel right. It was probably just his nerves or something but he decided to follow Tonks and do rounds as well. Better safe than sorry, he thought quietly to himself as he parted from Tonks’ side down a separate corridor. Let’s just hope we stay safe…
Antonin Dolohov walks out of the cabinet. His blue eyes cold and he felt the night time breeze through his dark hair. He took out his wand, his cloack cluthing his toned body. He made his way out to see his fellow Death Eaters, a smirk playing on his handsome face. He looks at Draco and gives a nod. Young thing has done quite well. He looks out, his wand at the ready. Tonight was going to be hell of a night.
She exited the library, clutching her wand. Something wasn’t right, the hallways were quiet and the darkness seemed a lot more eerier than she remembered.
“Lumos,” she sighed in relief as the hallway lit up to reveal nothing out of the ordinary yet a prickling feeling was climbing its was up her neck. Something was wrong.
“Draco, I can help you,” Dumbledore pleaded, struggling to regain his strength. “I can keep you safe. You don’t have to...
He looked at the old fragile man in front of him, wandless. His own wand was stretched out in front of him as he...
Shuffling towards her Common Room, she frowned before turning away from the portrait of the Fat Lady to investigate....
muttered underneath...breath. His annoyance...great old...
Dumbledore gives one of his useless speeches, trying to delay the moment. “Sorry Albus, as fulfilling as that was we are...