p u z z l e pieces (demetri)

[malfoy]

That morning, Isaac was sent another clue. He could tell that it was from Isabelle, as it had been written in blood. It was simple, nothing that much could be taken from, just like the first one. The single piece of parchment read 11. And along with what runs but never tires, it hadn't made a ton of sense. Isaac had spent hours staring at the two clues, as if they had been pieces of a very complex puzzle, when he had suddenly been hit with an idea. Without even pausing to get a cloak, Isaac had apparated to Hogsmeade, and sprinted to the castle, down into the dungeons, and then to the potions classroom.

He had known it was too late for any classes, as it was nearing eleven at night, but Isaac knew they needed to test his hypothesis before morning came. Coming to a pause at the door, he debated for about two seconds as to whether or not he should knock. Deciding against it, Isaac pushed open the door, praying that Demetri was there, or at least in his quarters that branched off from one of the doors inside.

[broken]

"Oh, now what?" Demetri began irritably, without looking up. He opened his mouth to comment when he saw Isaac striding towards him. "Oh!" he replied quickly, standing up from his desk. "I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else," he replied quickly. Lately, many of the teachers and students seemed to have multiple problems, and he was rather annoyed at having to solve them, given the cirumstances. Demetri's gaze fell to the parchment in Isaac's hand. His heart dropped to his stomach as he ran a hand through his hair. "What does this one say?"

[malfoy]

Isaac did not respond to anything that Demetri had said until he asked about what the latest parchment had said. Without even needing to glance at it, he spoke up. "Eleven." said Isaac, "nothing else, just eleven." He handed the parchment to Demetri so he could see it. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "At first I didn't think it was going to mean anything, just worthless rubbish, but then I thought of something else," Isaac said, "the Hogwarts Express. It's a train, trains don't tire I don't think, and it leaves the station at eleven o'clock."