Summer was on its way, and the warmth started to come along. Along with my mother's owls increasing, and Pandora's theories being scarce.
"I need to speak to you," She said, and pulled me into an empty classroom. "Promise me you won't even think about it."
"Dumbledore?" I said, munching on my apple.
"He's always had something against me, we know that," She said. "But this time, it's bad."
"Bad how?" I asked, worried.
"Bad as in, if I carry on researching his shitty schemes, he will expel me."
My eyebrows raised. I stopped eating the apple.
"What?" I asked, shocked. "Pandora, what's so bad that could get you expelled?"
"I can't say at the moment," She said. "He can hear your thoughts and knows i've told you something, but knows I haven't told you about..."
"About what?" I asked. "Pandora, if it's your education that you'll lose, it has to be something that's good enough to get him fired."
"I'm really sorry," She placed her head on my lap. "I can't say, not right now. Not until I leave here."
"That isn't long, just another year." I said.
"And i'll tell you then," She smiled. "When I leave, you're living with me. I'm a adopting you."
"What?" I asked, stunned.
"I will be able, I will be of legal age, and would be allowed. I'm going to do it." She smiled.
"But my mother, she won't approve," I said. "You know she won't."
"I know she will." Pandora said.
