Eleanor Snape- Book 4

A Morning Run

I woke up the next morning with Orion sleeping at my feet. It felt odd for him to be there, since he usually slept with Uncle Severus, but I was told to keep him in my room last night. I got out of bed, looking at the darkness outside of my window. It was maybe five in the morning; the best time to run.

I got ready, brushing my teeth and hair, and then changed clothes. After packing a change of clothes, I went into the living room, ready to start my day. On the coffee table I saw a small plate with a couple of pieces of sausage and an apple. Uncle Severus must have gotten up earlier and laid it out for me, then went back to bed. I quickly ate the sausage then picked up the apple and put it down in my bag. Then, I got the jar of Floo Powder of the mantel and thew it into the fireplace, turning it green.

I went in and came out into the Crabbe's sitting room. Looking around, I saw Vincent was sitting on the sofa, his head leaned back and his eyes closed. I walked over to him and stopped right at the edge of the sofa.

"Vince?" I quietly said, waiting for a response. I never got one. He had fallen asleep waiting on me. I nudge him. "Vincent!"

"Ah!" He woke up with a small scream of surprise. He took a couple deep breaths and then started to calm down when he realized it was just me. "Elle, you..." He stopped, trying to find the right words. "surprised me."

"Ha ha!" I laughed. "You weren't surprised, you were scared!"

"No I wasn't!" He defended, getting up and stretching.

"Whatever! Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah," He grabbed his bag and put the straps over his shoulders. "Lets go."

Vincent lead me to his back door and then across his yard. Once we hit the woods behind his house we broke into a sprint.

"This is nice." I stated, taking in the scenery. "It's much nicer than running around Spinner's End."

"Probably." He replied, trying to catch up with me as i started to run.

"You can breath out here... well, I can." I noted Vince's breaths becoming a bit harder.

"And you do this every morning?" He questioned.

"Yeah, almost. Usually I don't if I have an early meeting or if I oversleep."

"It wouldn't hurt you to sleep in once in a while. I mean, between this and training with your father, are you getting any rest?"

"Yes."

"How much?"

"Enough."

"Elle, that's not healthy."

"You aren't exactly a Greek god."

"All I'm saying is relaxing a bit wont' kill you. Actually, not relaxing probably will."

"I don't' think I'll get any relaxation at home anymore."

"Why? You're uncle?"

"No, the Dark Lord decided Uncle Severus needed an assistant. And who he sent is a nuisance."

"Who is it?" He slowed a bit. We would have to turn back soon. He wasn't used to running two hours a day like I was. We were maybe thirty minutes into the woods, so if we turned back now we would have been out for an hour.

"Have you heard of a Peter Petigrew?"

"My dad's mentioned him once or twice. Said he was an idiot."

"That's an understatement. Orion bit him."

"He bit him?!" Vincent completely stopped. "I thought Orion liked everyone."