At dawn, as the sky was just beginning to brighten, a gentle breeze brought the coolness of the summer night.
The two people in bed were still asleep, but they would soon wake up. They had recently developed the habit of morning exercise.
Isabelle suddenly opened her eyes and sat bolt upright in bed. The thin blanket slipped from her smooth, pale skin, but she paid it no mind. She merely raised a hand to her forehead and gasped for breath, as though she had just had a nightmare.
"What's wrong?"
Albert was awakened by the movement beside him. He groggily opened his eyes, looked at Isabelle, who seemed to have had a nightmare, and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, letting her lean against him.
"I just had a nightmare."
Isabelle opened her eyes again and steadied her breathing. "I dreamed something happened to Mother. Those Death Eaters couldn't find us, so they..."
With a flick of his hand, Albert summoned the metal book from beside the bedside table. It landed in his palm. He opened it before Isabelle and pointed at Mrs. McDougal's ink dot. "Don't worry, darling. Mrs. McDougal is safe right now."
"I know it was only a nightmare, but a wizard's dreams can sometimes be warnings." Isabelle had studied Divination. Though she could not foresee the future as Albert could, she knew full well what certain things could signify.
"We have the Time-Turner, so don't worry." Albert comforted her softly. "If you're still worried, why not invite her to stay here for a while?"
"Mother probably won't be willing to give up her work." Isabelle rested her head against Albert's shoulder and sighed softly. She actually agreed with Albert's suggestion. It was not safe to leave Mrs. McDougal out there alone.
Especially with their wedding