Post by Gabriel Vandesar on Aug 2, 2006 10:57:37 GMT
Vandesar stared in completely puzzlement for a moment as the Hufflepuff darted towards the pub door. He looked at the other students, then at the Slytherin - and finally, our of habit, towards where the boy had pointed.
Then it struck him.
He had seen the change in the boy's eyes suddenly, the brown clouding over darkly, panic and anger rising in them - something to do with the past. Vandesar racked his mind, searching through every room, vault and corridor of it, his photographic memory flicking like lightning through every unsolved or troublesome image his had ever been presented.
And the he found it...
"It can't be..." he whispered to himself. Within moments Vansedar was out of the door after the boy, his wand out and his senses already working to track him.
Then it struck him.
He had seen the change in the boy's eyes suddenly, the brown clouding over darkly, panic and anger rising in them - something to do with the past. Vandesar racked his mind, searching through every room, vault and corridor of it, his photographic memory flicking like lightning through every unsolved or troublesome image his had ever been presented.
And the he found it...
"It can't be..." he whispered to himself. Within moments Vansedar was out of the door after the boy, his wand out and his senses already working to track him.
