Nadia walked back to the road of Hosmeade, but only so to visit Sparky. The man in the carriage must be already too mad at her for so many changing of minds, but she had forgotten she wanted to do that before going away with all the worries in her mind. A part of her was whinning; why oh why did she had to choose this particular place for meetings? It was not her favorite place from now on. She went to the back of the Shrieking Shack, were they alway meet. When reaching the back, she took her whistle with shaky fingers, an eye kept on the shack... then something catched her eye. There was a window which particularly got her attention and which she never before saw. It wasn't exactly clean but had strange patherns over it, which were perfectly shapped as if it was broken, yet it wasn't - no, it wasn't broken; it had been magically fixed but incorrectly, she could tell... The dust was moved in strange patherns... somebody was inside there...

Nadia frowned, her worries all of the sudden whipped off as her curiosity took over for a couple of seconds. That fool kids must have broken inside again, she thought frowning and getting mad again. After last time incident one would say they would have learned. She stepped closer to the Shack, a hand flying to the knob... but then she remembered what his mate has said. But, if there was something inside of that characteristics, had it done the strange marks in the window? She didn't remember seeing it before. She wanted to believe it was there before... but, anyway, she had a proof now or an incidence of something there.

Starting to panic and without being able to help her legs, she started away of the place, to the Three Broomsticks at full speed.