Master, I would like to leave the house. Tabitha asked, as she bustled past her Master. He poked his whip, straining from his desk as a shriek erupted from nowhere. The witch paused and looked around, spinning around with eyes narrowed, towards the lounge room.
She paced forward, with a pensive expression, approaching the closed door. Master, is everything alright? Her hand reached out to the knob, as Harry cleared his throat and snorted, standing beside the door. I'm fine, Tabitha. But I'm busy, and need to work through some things. Then may I return to my home for a time? The witch asked. I have many chores to complete. The door opened.
Ah, Tabitha. Harry blinked his eyes, staring at the girl. He smiled, nodding his head. "Tabitha, I'm afraid I must ask you to continue staying here. Tabitha's eyes widened. Master, please. I've been here for five days! Yes, yes. I know.
But you will stay here while I continue my work. Harry growled as another stab of pain penetrated his brain. I'm afraid I've been called away. On business. He turned around and sat back down at his desk, looking out towards the river and the mountains. "But I'll be back tonight. Be sure to have dinner ready by 7.
He closed the door, and Tabitha beamed with delight. She whirled around and skipped into the kitchen, excited at the prospect of a day alone. The witch giggled as Harry stomped out of the house and kicked his carriage's side, causing it to emit a familiar ''HEE-YA!" He sat down on the leather seat and kicked his heels into the black mare's sides, riding down the dirt road towards the city.
The sun was low in the sky, and the rays deposited over the hills as Harry headed towards to his office, in the city. The air was cold, and the girl shivered as she looked around, seeing nothing and no one out at this time of day. Harry had ordered her to stop going into town due to the danger, and it had been awhile since she had been out. Harry turned his horse into the city and dismounted, tying his mare to a post outside his office.
He disappeared inside, and as usual, there were two messages on his desk by the time he found the light switch. The notes were from his business rivals, telling him to cancel their appointments for the day or else. Harry snorted and threw the notes in the rubbish. He opened his safe and pulled out a single key.
He placed the key in the slot and turned the key, whoosh! The girl winced as the lights flooded on, illuminating his office in the fortress of a castle he had made in the Madoopalus city. The lights were bright. Bright and blinding.
He had to shield his eyes as he locked the door and walked in, feeling the lights of his office reach out and wrap around him in a silent suffocating embrace. Master? Are you still with us? The girl asked. She was kneeling on the carpet, and he shook with fear as he looked down at her. Yes, I'm still here. He replied, wincing as the lights did not falter.
He placed his hand on the witch's head. "I brought you some food." He reached into his desk and pulled out a massive sack of food. He placed the sack down and walked back to his desk. A myriad of papers lied by the edge of the desk, and he picked a few, studying the edge. He reached down and held out a piece of parchment. "Tabitha, these are very important. Please carefully read them.
The witch sat on the carpet, reading the folder of papers. Master, why did you bring me here? Harry drew his wand, moving the wand in a slow circle. I know you know why. It's for your own safety. Here. The witch looked up from her papers and quickly stood up as he tossed her a crumpled newspaper, folded in half. Put this on the mantelpiece in my main lounge room.
The witch nodded, withdrawing the wand from the skirt of her robe. She waved it and the girl teleported away. Harry grunted as the thumping in his head worsened. He sat on the floor and held his head and quick footsteps entered through the door.
Harry anxiously looked up, and his eyes were met by two of his young apprentices, giggling and running to him. "Come on, Harry, it's time to get up." One of the two giggled and Harry grunted, standing up as they pouted. He stood up and then sat on a chair, wincing as they removed his boots. "Come on, Haaarryyy.
One of the girls sang as she held up her wand and waved it, causing the thumping in his head to lessen. "Give this old geezer a break, Lenormand. He's doing the best he can. Harry's hand snaked out and grabbed the younger girl's wand, and she squealed when he pulled it out of her hand. The girl lowered her wand and her eyes and whispered, Sorry, Master. I won't do it again.
Harry grunting and looked up and found the second girl looking at him. "Sorry, Master." She whispered, her eyes not meeting his gaze. Harry grunted and then grunted again, holding his head. He lowered the paper in hand, and the two girls took it, heading out the door. Harry sat down on his chair and lowered his head to his desk.
The thumping receded, but was replaced by a splitting headache. He closed his eyes, holding his head. But he heard a call from the other side of the door, and with a grunt of exertion, he rose to his feet, pulling his robe over his shoulders. He walked over to the door, pulling it open with a creak and was met with the two girls, pushing their way inside.
Harry stumbled back, grunting and angry. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at them. OUT! The girls quickly came outside. Harry slammed the door shut and locked it. He then waved his wand, causing a large chair to appear behind his desk. Harry sat down, holding his head. Hmmm, what shall I do today? I wonder if I should go into town. The witch appeared in front of him, smiling. "Master! I did what you asked! Harry looked up at her.
Thank you, Tabitha. You can wait for me. The witch nodded. "Of course, Master. She vanished, and Harry got up, approaching the window. He put his hand on the glass, fighting to pinpoint where he was in the city. The witch appeared on her side of the window, smiling and waving. He waved back, looking down at her.
"Thank you, Tabitha. Tabitha nodded, wavering away. She appeared at the other window that faced his office. The girl was gone, and he was sore in a way he had never been before. He walked around his door, only to find it shut. He opened it and held out his hand. Tabitha? The girl disappeared. Tabitha? Where are you, Tabitha?" But there was no answer. No sound, no sign of her.
Harry's wand went crazy as a shield appeared around him, inside the office, and he quickly glared around him, holding out his wand. A black shadow appeared in front of him, and Harry grunted, growing angry. The shadow turned into a dark-haired man, his hands rising. He quickly disappeared, and Harry grunted, holding out his wand.
He went behind his desk and then stopped as he caught sight of one of his apprentices. "Master, are you -STAY OUT! The girl hastily bowed down, disappearing. Harry growled. He made his way to the lounge room and found the girl, sitting there.
