You had a rough day, a really rough day, and you've had enough...so you went to the first person you thought of to "vent" to. Which happened to be Alastor.

You knocked on his door, with dry tear marks down your face, hoping he was awake.

Alastor: he was awake, but looked tired "Yes, my dea-" he stopped, as he noticed the tear marks "...what happened?" He asked calmly, though concerned.

You hugged him, and asked if you could come in. He nodded and closed the door.

He led you to his bed and sat you down, sitting next to you, he gently held your hand.

Alastor: "Now...please tell me what's going on, darling. Whatever you say is safe with me.." he said reassuringly