8) Lord Of The Light
Hogwarts
3rd Person P.O.V- A tense and ominous air has settled over the once bright halls of Hogwarts Castle. Staff and students alike have noticed the chill feeling and hidden away within their dorms when not in classes.
Albus- I pace the length of my office. "Where have I gone wrong Faux?"
Faux- (Thrills Soothingly)
Albus- (Mutters Unhappily) "I've lost my potions master, my spy. I've lost my lead light supporters and half of the Order. Where have I gone wrong?" I turn suddenly and throw everything off my desk.
Faux- (Squeaks Unhappily) Flaps wings as feathers go flying.
Albus- With a flick of my wand, everything is back on the desk. "I've lost the Savior and that just isn't going to bode well for me. The end is approaching...I need a plan!" I sit down and gently pet my familiars flustered feathers.
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