Khaat's House in Hogsmeade--(open)

"No, it is certainly not. Perhaps the Honeydukes tunnel is safest this time of night. I believe they could walk to there and then back to school from the tunnel. But perhaps Andrian would supervise them getting there if we asked him."

OOC: HOLY CRAP!

OOC: Same words with Andrian.

Miseria came out, holding plate with sliced apples. Well, it was good that she wasn't in the living room at all the time. And because she didn't knew all those spells, she could've attacked Wilson to protect Khaat. But she raised her eyebrows and put plate on the table:“Wow, what happened?“ she asked, taking one cup. Warming it up, she offered it to Khaat. “Here, maybe it will make you feel better,“ she said, though, she didn't even know what was happening up here.

Then she turned herself around, looking for eagle:“Come here, Birdy!“ she called. Since Archangels favourite food were apples, she had made a lot of slices.

Wilson just nodded to Narcissa and exited the House- He took his wand out and transfigured himself into an eagle. He flew of in the direction of Hogwarts.

"Thank you, Miseria. That's just what I needed, " Khaat smiled, taking the mug gratefully. "Professor Wilson discovered I still had the remants of his spell and he removed it. Thank goodness! Archangel! Apples!" Khaat called. The eagle flew in, spotted the apple slices and perched himself on the back of the nearest chair, eagerly awaiting his treat. It made Khaat laugh.

Miseria looked at Khaat, nodding at her. So Wilson wasn't that bad after all? But did he had good reason enough to attack Khaat with Crucio? And also they attacked her with Sectumsempra. Ah, Ministry was doing it's blowing job again. Trying to fix the world but without a result. When the eagle flew in, Miseria just had to smile. That was pretty cool bird. She took one slice of an apple form the plate and gave it to the eagle, waiting for him to eat it.

Archangel snatched the apple slice from Miseria's hand greedily. He was hungry, and he liked Miseria. That made things easy for him to take it. He swallowed the slice almost in one gulp and looked at her eagerly for more.

"You know he'll probably eat those as long as you have the patience to feed them to him, "Khaat laughed. "He's very spoiled. You know, I'm sorry I got all you guys out here in the cold tonight. But I am very glad you came. And I can tell Archangel likes having all these new friends."

Laughing quietly, she took another slice of an apple and gave it to Archangel. “I have nothing against feeding him. Actually it's kind of fun,“ she said, looking at Khaat. Then she smiled at her and nodded. “Actually I'm glad I came. I got some answers that I wanted to know, however I really shoul've took my coat with me,“ she said, looking at the eagle again. He was the one who was rushing and flying around her head at the hospital. That was the reason why she had ran all this way from the Hogwarts, freezing. But she had made it.

"Oh, that's not a problem, "Khaat smiled. "I owe you at least that much." She used wandless magic to conjure for Miseria a full, beautiful black wool cloak with a full hood. She conjured with it warm black leather gloves and a warm knit sapphire blue neckscarf. "There. Will that keep you warm?" she asked, "Consider it a gift. " As Khaat glanced across the room she saw a wand laying on an end table. "What on earth?" she frowned. She got up and went over to the table and found her own wand laying near where Wilson had been sitting. "Well, I'll be! He actually returned my wand, " she said softly. She turned to Miseria, "It seems the professor saw fit to return my wand to me from the Headmaster's office. Interesting, huh?"

Narcissa laughed and walked over to the sideboard. She took some grapes and popped a few in her mouth. She walked back over to the couch and picked up the rose which. She smiled to herself and pushed it into her hair. Narcissa walked back over to the sideboard and poured herself another glass of wine. "You could have always borrowed one of my wands." Narcissa smirked. "I have a fair few."