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*Michael quickly dunked his head beneath the water and rinsed his hair. He bathed and got out. He stood looking around for a towel and found none. He tried to grab his robe but his leg began to buckle from beneath him. He regained his balance and stood on one leg before he attempted to move again*

*Michael froze when he saw the two women enter. He stared wide-eyed for a moment before remembering his current predicament and immediately covered himself with his hands* Wallace! Um... H-Hi! *He moved to grab his robe and his leg gave, sending him crashing to the floor. He smacked his head on the edge of the tub and rolled off into the water*

*Michael coughed and groaned, his head throbbing, which immediately took a backseat to his embarassment* I-I think I'll just... uh... go g-get dressed now. *He got to his feet, wrapping the towel around him, and hobbled into the changing room to dress before coming back out* If you girls wanted to join me for a bath you could have said so. Of course, the water is still hot... *He said with a smirk, casting his gaze to McKenzie*

*Michael got a serious look on his face* If they're planning to go out looking for Faith tell them not to bother. She's too good at covering her tracks. I know, she's done this before. She was gone a few weeks before she finally came back. She didn't want to leave me alone with our dad... Anyway, if she doesn't want to be found she'll make it so no one can find her. She uses far too many aliases.

Just because I know her better than either of doesn't mean I can predict her every move. You forget, I was locked away for a few years, and from what I've heard a hell of a lot has changed since then. *He took a deep breath to calm down before continuing* Besides, I have a very strong gut feeling that she'll be back. *He glanced at McKenzie briefly*

*Michael looked at O'Riley* Just tell them to give it a few more days. If nothing turns up then we go with their plan. But I can't guarantee we'll find anything. *He grabbed his cane and headed out the door to the Slytherin common room, not saying anything as he passed McKenzie. Once in the dorm he sat by the fireplace and watched the flames flicker in the cool air. He didn't feel like going to class, being too upset to concentrate on his lessons. He pulled out a small photograph of himself and a young woman and stared at it silently, his fingertips tracing the woman's face* I miss you Jill... I thought I had found someone to make me happy again, but now I know it will never happen. *He whispered and tucked the picture back into his pocket*

*Faith sat in the living room of her temporary apartment going through her belongings, throwing out things that had bad memories attached to them. She ripped up and burned all the photos of her father and destroyed all the things he had ever given her* You were never worthy of the name "Father"... *She growled. Her thoughts trailed to Michael and McKenzie. She wondered how they were holding up. She wanted to go back to them, but knew it would only endanger them* Besides, I'm not even entirely sure what Voldemort wanted with me. He seemed to let me go too easily... *Suddenly a sharp pain coarsed through her arm, she clutched it and cried out, feeling as though her skin were alive. She pulled up her sleeve and saw the tattoo resembling a skull with a snake slithering from its mouth, which was curled around a swords blade. She knew that symbol well. It was the dark mark. the symbol of a Deatheater* Oh God, no... NO!

*Michael jerked awake and looked around the dark common room. He had fallen asleep in his chair. He had had the same dream about Faith and the Deatheaters. He got up and went for a walk to clear his mind and sort out the meaning of the dreams*

*The wolf walked along the treeline of the forest keeping the castle in view, but remaining concealed by the brush and shadows. He let out a low call that he knew only the she-wolf could hear, asking her to come visit him for a little while. He sat and waited patiently, hoping she would come*