*It becomes natural now, speaking. Perhaps his brain has accepted the inevitable, perhaps he wants credit where credit is due, perhaps the strange curving bricks and the large, sharp eyes are enough. Perhaps his resolve has weakened. Perhaps his words, both bitter and boastful, really are of his own volition. Perhaps.*
It started as an assassination but there was - it all changed. The woman was practically speaking in tongues - it seemed to make sense to Dumbledore. He caught me, on his way out. I could never report what I'd heard. He made sure of that.
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Date: 2011-09-01 01:55 am (UTC)It started as an assassination but there was - it all changed. The woman was practically speaking in tongues - it seemed to make sense to Dumbledore. He caught me, on his way out. I could never report what I'd heard. He made sure of that.