Amelia's POV:
I Couldn't help the huge smile on my face. "You'll come with me?"
"Do I really have a choice?" He asked, a small smile on his face. "It's not like I can say no to you, and this seems to be very important to you."
"Yes, very important." I agreed, pushing strands of hair from my face. "I promise, we'll be in and out very soon."
He folded his arms across his chest, nodding slowly. "And you won't tell me what this is about? Why you suddenly want to see Alastor?"
I sighed softly. A cool morning breeze blew by, ruffling my clothes and hair. It felt a bit chilly, but the air was starting to get warm. Slowly but surely.
"I can't tell you now," I said. "But I need you to trust me."
"Trust is earned, Amelia. And not just given out for free." He said, his tone kind. "I guess yo
