Sarah stroked Emma's hair gently as she considered what she was going to say next, Lyra sat siently across from them on the table not making much eye contact, she too seemed to be considering what she would say if it had been her job to explain everything to Emma.

'This powerful wizard,' Sarah began slowly 'Wants to make all wizards appreciate the purity of magic as much as we do.'

'Who's we?' Emma quickly interjected. Sarah smiled, but it wasn't a happy smile she pursed her lips together and pulled them into a tight straigned smile, seemingly hiding her annoyance at Emma's question.

'The people who believe that magic needs to be cleansed, that only pure bloods should have the right to use magic.' Emma recognised that word 'pureblood' Aggie had use that word before, saying that purebloods should be avoided. Emma's head spun, what was she supposed to do? Could purebloods really be all that bad?

'Can I talk to Lucas please?' Emma asked redirecting her attention to the rooms exit.

'Lucas isn't really in a state where you should be talking to him,' Lyra jumped in 'But, you can talk to one of your other friends if you'd like.'

'What?' there was no one in the house Emma considered a friend except Lucas, so she had no clue what Lyra was talking about. At that, the dining room door opened and in walked Aggie.

'Agatha!' Lyra cried happily 'Please, come and sit.' She gestured to the seat next to Emma.

Emma sat frozen, she had so many questions but none of them would leave her mouth, she found herself instead producing an incomprehensible squeak. Agatha turned and acknowledged her with a small nod before looking back to a still smiling Lyra.

'We'll leave you two to talk things over, shall we?' Lyra said, standing up and heading to the door with Sarah. When the door closed Emma shot up and paced around the table keeping her eye on Agatha.

'How did you get here? shouldn't you be in school? Why are you here? do you know whats going on? Hows George? And… and Fred of course.' Emma burst out with questions until the mention of George made her calm down. She hadn't thought about George for a while, she thought back to just before this mess happened, she was almost certain George was going to ask her out in the great hall and now she hadn't seen him in so long, she wondered if he had thought about her since she left.

'I got here using magic, some students released a load of creatures onto the school grounds, some more dangerous than others. We were just told it was easier to cut the term short by like a week rather than risk students getting hurt. I'm here because Lyra asked me to come and talk to you, I probably know more about whats going on than you.' Agatha reeled off one by one before pausing, getting Emma's attention and saying 'George is alright, he keeps talking about you, he probably wouldn't want me to tell you but hes lost some sleep over you. He doesn't know you're here, but he took Rufus when everyone went home so he'll most definitely write. Fred's fine too.'

'He lost sleep over me?' Emma got so caught up in hearing about George that she forgot about everything else, Agatha was about to respond when Emma changed the topic of conversation. 'Wait! What do you know about everything going on? Lucas was supposed to tell me but… I don't know I can't talk to him now I guess'

'Okay, what do you want to know?' Agatha asked, that threw Emma off, up until that point getting information from anyone had been an ordeal and now she could ask any questions she wanted?

'Who knocked me off my broom? Surely you know, Lucas does!'

'I do know but maybe I should give some background information before we get into all of that?' Emma nodded she had waited this long surely, she could wait just a few moments more.

'I'm guessing you know about our leader?' Agatha checked

'The one who wants to purify magic?' Emma confirmed

'Almost, essentially, he wants to purify magic users, he believes only pure bloods should be able to use magic, and hes right! Look at us! Lucas, yourself and I are all purebloods and were far better at what we do than all of our mudblood class mates.' This was a side of Agatha that Emma had never seen before, it was almost scary to see her hate others with such a passion.

'What does this have to do with the person who tried to kill me?' Emma asked wanting to skip the background information she had previously felt indifferent about.

'Basically, This amazing, wise, powerful wizard wants to make the world better but theres some people who want to see magic crash and burn, one of those people is Dumbledore.'

'The headmaster? That doesn't seem likely.' Emma argued

'I thought that too, but our leader is never wrong. When it comes down to it, you had been selected to Kill Dumbledore,'

'What!' Emma yelled

'I know, I know, a terrible choice really. The person who made you fall was one of the back ups who was trying to prove that she was strong enough to kill Dumbledore and is arguably better suited to the position!' Agatha found passion in her words once again, talking as thought she was preaching to a crowd rather than talking to a supposed friend.

'Did you say she?' Emma said so quietly that Agatha couldn't hear her

'And I mean, if you had died, would it have been sad? Yes, Of course! A shame even! But some would say that's just further proof that I am perfectly capable of killing off an old crone!' Agatha stopped, realising what she had just said. Her gaze shot quickly to Emma who looked like a deer caught in headlights, eyes wide, mouth slightly open, breathing slightly faster than usual, and standing perfectly still.

'Shit.' Agatha muttered. Emma made a break for the door but before she could open it she heard Agatha yell out a spell and everything went black.

Emma woke up with her cheek pressed against a cold stone floor, it was strange, she hadn't been hit on the head, so she didn't have a headache, but the spell meant there was still a painless but annoying buzz floating around Emma's head. She looked around and saw Lucas laying flat on his back on the other end of what appeared to be a cell.

'Lucas!' Emma scrambled over to him but he hadn't been knocked out, he was simply laying on his back staring up at the ceiling.

'Yeah?' He asked annoyingly nonchalantly

'What are you doing?' Emma asked not trying to conceal her annoyance

'I dunno, thinking about everything.'

'We can mull over everything later, now is the time for action! Wouldn't you agree?' Emma said pulling against the cell bars and trying to fiddle with the lock.

'Its no use, its locked.' Lucas said not even looking over at Emma

'No shit Lucas!' Emma said not giving up her attempt at opening the lock

'Why are you even trying?'

'OKAY! No not dealing with this right now, you need to get your arse over here right this second.' Emma said in a commanding tone. Lucas pulled himself up slightly, leaning back on his arms and stared at Emma.

'Whats your problem?' Lucas asked managing to maintain his monotone voice

'Whats my problem! Whats your problem? There has got to be some spell to open this door, and we don't have time to deal with your whole, whatever it is, right now, okay? I get it, you've got family drama that you're gonna have to talk to the wizard equivalent of a councillor to about to get through it, but you know what? So do I! neither of us can give up just yet.'

Lucas slowly pulled himself to his feet and brushed himself down, after spending a little longer watching Emma fiddle hopelessly with the lock he walked over and opened the door by almost inaudibly whispering a spell. Emma fell through the door and scrambled quickly to her feet, flashing a huge smile at Lucas who couldn't help but smirk back.

'That's the way back to the main foyer of the house.' Lucas said gesturing lazily to a staircase to the right of their cell. Emma looked at Lucas momentarily, he didn't look back, he stared at the floor instead. Emma took one of Lucas' hands in hers, he looked up at her, it was unexpected but not unwelcomed. She placed her other hand on his cheek to make sure he didn't stop looking at her.

'Lucas. No matter what happens, from now on, ive got your back.' Emma said with a comforting smile

'No matter what happens, ive got yours.' Lucas responded but he didn't smile, he responded with a straight face. Emma let go of his hand and face and nodded at Lucas before heading up the stairs, when they reached the top door leading to the foyer they paused.

'Shit.' Emma said patting herself down

'Whats wrong?' Lucas asked

'I don't have my wand, I can't remember where I left it.'

'you put it in your case, right? We left that in the foyer but when you went into the dining room I was knocked out and woke up in the cell.' The two exchanged nervous glances 'Here's to hoping your case is still in the foyer.' Lucas went to grab the handle, but Emma grabbed his arm and stopped him.

'What?' Lucas asked, but Emma simply shushed him and pressed her ear against the door she could just make out what was being said.

'How is Andrew?' a voice asked

'He'll be fine, Lucas may be a sneaky child but he's not powerful enough to do much damage with the types of spells he uses.'

'What are we going to do with him?'

'I have an idea, but you might not like it.'

'As long as it works I'll try anything.'

The voices got even quieter then and Emma couldn't hear anything until fast footsteps signalled that they had made their way to another room. Lucas and Emma waited a short moment to be sure they could no longer hear voices before they opened the door.

They burst through the door ready to race to the exit but screeched to a halt and almost fell over one another when they saw Lyra waiting for them in the foyer, whoever she was with had left but they had no way of telling she hadn't left. They stood speechless for a moment, she had obviously seen them, but she hadn't yet done anything.

'Lucas,' Lyra said in the kindest way she could, with only mild distaste. 'I understand Emma has made you lose confidence in our leader?'

'Emma has nothing to do with this, and she won't be as easily swayed as I was so call him what he is! The dark lord, Voldemort!' Lucas yelled at Lyra. Lyra sighed and pulled her hand from behind her back revealing her wand. She turned her attention to Emma and with a snarl called out

'Crucio!' Emma immediately fell to the floor in pain, screaming at the top of her lungs, the pain was like nothing she had felt before, Lyra began yelling at Lucas, trying to converse with him over Emma's screams of pain.

'You would betray your own family for this girl?' Lyra yelled not stopping her spell as Emma continued to scream in pain on the floor.

'Stop it! Mum! Stop it please!' Lucas begged as he fell to his knees next to Emma, not wanting to touch her incase it made her feel even worse, if that was possible.

'Whose side are you on Lucas?' Lyra asked, 'Do you stand with your family or with the wizarding scum?' Lyra spat.

'Stop it! Look what youre doing to her! STOP IT!' Lucas continued to beg as Emma started to pass out.

'Prove yourself loyal!' Lyra demanded. Lucas stood up and stared at his mother, her couldn't help the tears welling in the corner of his eyes as he witnessed Emma get tortured. He took a deep breath and proved his loyalty.

'Avada Kedavra!' Lucas screamed with as much force as he could muster.

Everything went silent. His mother was no longer yelling at him. Emma was no longer screaming in pain. All that was left was the heavy breathing of Lucas, Emma and Lyra before the abrupt sound of Lyras body hitting the floor.

Emma continued to gasp and regain her strength as Lucas slowly made his way to his mother's body, he stepped gently around his mother almost afraid that she would wake up despite the fact he knew it was impossible. He hadn't used the spell lightly, he knew what it meant but it was the only escape he saw.

Emma managed to get onto all fours, she stayed there breathing heavily and looking over at Lucas until he kneeled down next to his mother.

'What was that spell?' Emma asked. Lucas didn't respond.

'How long do we have until she wakes up?' Emma asked, slowly getting to her feet.

Lucas sat for a moment, he wasn't crying anymore. The remains of the tears he'd shed still played at the corner of his eyes, but that was easily remedied by Lucas wiping his wrist over his eyes. His mother had fallen gracefully, everything she did had always been graceful, so it seemed fit that her last action followed suit.

'Shes not going to wake up.' Lucas shut Lyras eyelids and stood up.

'Your case is over there, go get your wand.' Lucas said holding his head high refusing to look at his mother. Without a word Emma made her way across the foyer and lugged her case onto its side, she rummaged through momentarily before finding her wand and closing the case again.

'We should find your case, so we can leave.' Emma suggested

'We're not leaving.' Lucas said darkly, he took a step forward, avoiding his mother's lifeless body 'The Ministry would have been alerted already that an unforgivable curse has been used, what we need to do now is make sure no one leaves the house.'

'Why?' Emma asked with desperation.

'If we don't keep them here they will escape, and they'll kill Dumbledore. Not just that, they'll kill every non-pure-blood and everyone who supports them.' Lucas avoided eye contact, but Emma didn't mind, she didn't like to admit it but he was probably right.

'Well, my dad is still in the prison cells, right?' Emma asked

'No, you would have heard him down there with us, they took him to his room, so he could rest.'

'Okay, at least we know where he is. Apart from that we need to keep an eye out for your dad and my mum.' Emma gave a solemn look over at Lyras body trying not to make it obvious to Lucas.

'And Agatha.' Lucas added 'Did she- did she tell you?'

'Yeah, she didn't mean to, but she did'

'I'm sorry I didn't tell you.' Lucas muttered

'It's okay, I get it now.'

'What now?' Emma asked solemnly. Looking at what Lucas had done to his own mother she dreaded to think how far he would go to bring the others to justice.

'If we can round them up and put them in the cells in the basement the ministry can decide what to do with them from there.'

'How can you be sure the ministry is even on their way?'

'They monitor all magic, so they know an unforgivable curse has been used. Trust me, they're on their way.' Lucas said in a monotone voice.

'Whats an unforgivable curse?' Emma asked

'The one my mother used on you was an unforgivable curse, as was the one I used on her.' Lucas looked at the floor, he still hadn't made much eye contact. Emma had more questions, but she thought it best to leave Lucas alone, instead she grabbed his hand prompting him to make eye contact and smiled at him.

'We should get a move on if we want to round everyone up.' Lucas, maintaining his straight face nodded slightly and allowed Emma to guide him to the top of the stairs before taking the lead. Travelling through hallways that were unfamiliar to Emma the pair remained mostly silent, wands at the ready, peering past corners before following through and continuing. They arrived at a door and Lucas stopped.

'This is your parents' room.' Lucas whispered

'So, my dad should be in the bed resting up?' Emma checked. Lucas responded with a slight nod. He then cracked the door open slightly, after seeing Andrew on the bed he turned to Emma and gave her another nod. He opened the door just enough to reach his arm in.

'Immobulus'

Emma took a deep breath, she knew what her parents were doing was wrong, but it was almost impossible for her to picture them purposely choosing to support the bad guys. She tried to put the thoughts out of her head knowing that the important thing was to round the others up, so the proper authorities could deal with them, although she maintained hope it would be discovered her parents were being blackmailed or tricked, anything that would mean they weren't really at fault in any way.

'My dad and your mum left.' Lucas announced barely louder than a whisper.

'And Agatha.' Emma added. Lucas sighed before saying

'Right, Agatha.'

'Something wrong?' Emma asked

'Agatha is crazy. By anyone's standards, she's eleven yet she would willingly kill Dumbledore, a good man. In fact, she wants to do it, she almost killed you trying to prove shes the one for the job. Arguably shes worse than any of our parents.' Emma didn't know what to say, there was nothing she could say to console Lucas because what he was saying was right, and if she continued to deny her parents involvement it could ruin Lucas, making him think his sacrifice was for nothing.

'You're right, she sucks. But what we're doing is the right thing to do,' Emma paused questioning the accuracy of her words 'So, we should just power through and hope the ministry get here quickly.' Emma put a comforting hand on Lucas' shoulder, a gesture she used often that Lucas was becoming more and more appreciative of. Lucas placed his hand on top of hers and smiled sheepishly.

'Did you ever think it would come to this?' he was trying to make the phrase sound as though Emma could relate but he was quietly trying to understand the fact he had killed his mother on a deeper level than he currently understood it. Emma could sense this slightly, instead of responding she pulled Lucas into a tight hug, her arms wrapped around his waist and he leaned down slightly to lay his head on her shoulder. When an appropriate amount of time had passed she let go and gave him a moment to gather himself before they continued.

As they headed back to the foyer to do a sweep of the ground floor they came across Sarah standing at the top of the stairs as if she anticipated their arrival.

'This is your last chance Emma, if you stop this nonsense now we'll forget everything you've done.' She spoke with a cold dark tone that sent shivers down Emma's spine, she had never seen this side of her mother before, prompting her to argue with herself once again about if this really was her mother. She knew she couldn't keep denying it.

'But what about you?' Emma asked, her mother gave her a questioning look 'You expect me to believe you have a clean conscience with what I've seen?'

'And what exactly do you think you've seen?' Sarah asked putting emphasis on the word 'think'

'Lyra cursed me, I thought I was going to die. The way Lucas is treated is appalling. Agatha tried to kill me! If this is how your 'all powerful' leader is treating kids, then I won't believe you haven't done horrible things. You raised me to be smarter than that.'

'I also raised you as a muggle, I thought that would truly make you understand how beautiful and amazing magic is! I thought you would understand that magic needs to be protected from the filthy blood that threatens it!' Sarah talked passionately about magic and its beauty, but it had become sinister since Emma had learnt about her leaders plan to 'get rid of' wizards that dont have 'pure blood'

'Shes lying to you Emma.' Lucas said under his breath as if Sarah's speech could actually change Emma's mind about such a serious topic.

'That's not true.' Emma said, not a hint of questioning in her voice 'Why did you really raise me as a muggle?' Emma took a step towards her mother. Sarah took a moment, laughing to herself slightly.

'I raised you as a muggle.' she glared slightly at Lucas before she continued 'Voldemort, our leader. He went away when you were very young. Your father and I made the smart decision of raising you away from the wizarding world so we could keep a low profile and so we wouldn't get caught.' Emma couldn't believe what she was hearing, her parents must have done something really horrible to have to go into hiding. She stood processing the new information for a short while before being snapped out of it by the appearance of the Lowell house elf, Gadkey.

'Take them both to the cells in the basement.' Sarah ordered, but Gadkey didn't move, it was easy to tell he was scared but something in him meant he just didn't move.

'Pathetic! Don't you work?' Sarah said giving Gadkey a harsh kick in the ribs causing him to fall to the floor with a thud. 'You're ruining everything! You need to stop messing with your masters!' Sarah all but yelled as she raised her wand to attack Gadkey

'NO!' Emma yelled as she made a dive for her mothers' wand, she just managed to grab the end of it as she fell to the floor just above the steps but the way she had fallen into her mother caused her to fall backwards. With no wand to protect herself Sarah fell violently backwards down the large flight of stairs. What had before seemed lavish was now horrific, Emma watched as her mother hit every step on the way down before she landed sprawled out disturbingly at the bottom of the stairs arms bent in unnatural angles. Running to the bottom of the stairs followed closely by Lucas, Emma realised that it wasn't only her arms that were out of place but her neck too.

Emma buried her face into Lucas' chest, she wasn't crying but the shock meant she needed someone to console her. Lucas remained silent not knowing to say, he had killed his mother out of need and choice, but Emma's mother had been a complete accident, she just wanted to protect an innocent house elf. After a short while of silence Emma pulled away from Lucas and glanced quickly at her mothers' body, both Lucas and Emma had lost their mothers in the same day.

'A muggle death for a muggle hating monster.' Emma sniffed, she clearly didn't mean it, but she needed to say something, anything. And it was the first thing that came to her mind. The pair called Gadkey down and asked him to move the body, it didn't seem right to Emma to leave her mother in such a state. Moving ever forward became harder now as the thought of her mother's body continued to play on Emma's mind, she fell into a quiet state, following Lucas without so much as a muttering of words.

After doing another sweep of the house the pair ended up back in the main foyer of the house, no body in sight. They decided to take a short break, sitting at the bottom of the stairs.

'The people from the ministry should be here any minute,' Lucas said, breaking what had become a rather uncomfortable silence between them. Emma gave a small hum of acknowledgement before reverting back to silence.

'Do you miss George?' Lucas asked. Considering their circumstances, the question was a small shock, though, Emma supposed he was just trying to keep her mind off of things.

'Yes. It wouldn't have been all that bad, but it just happened so suddenly. One moment we're talking in the great hall, next we're looking for my parents and before you know it I'm being dragged away.' Emma sighed, it sounded so simple when she put it like that.

'You know what he was going to ask you right?' Lucas said, eyes fixed on the large front door anticipating the arrival of anyone from the ministry who could help.

'What do you mean?' Emma asked, trying and failing to catch his gaze

'Before your parents got there, George was going to ask you to go out with him.' Lucas said nonchalantly. Emma froze, was that really what he wanted to talk about at a time like this.

'You don't know that, you weren't even at the table with us.'

'I overheard him talking to Fred about it the day before, he was going to ask about a flying lesson to signal the others to leave. He really likes you Em.'

'Regardless, maybe we should focus on what we're doing now as opposed to what almost happened in the past.' Emma took a deep breath, she thought talking about George would cheer her up, but it only made her realise just how much she missed him.

'I'm sorry I dragged you into this whole mess.' Lucas sighed running his hand through his hair.

'Don't be an idiot!' Emma raised her voice 'Stop blaming yourself for all this! Its our parents who dragged us both into this, you've done nothing wrong!' Lucas sighed again, heavier this time. He stood up straight and proceeded to relocate to a place on the floor where he lay facing the ceiling, hair sprawled across the floor. Considering his mother didn't like it long it seemed to have grown quite a bit since he had arrived home, it was now down to his shoulders.

Emma watched as he closed his eyes and took deep breaths, in that moment he seemed so calm, like nothing else mattered.

'Not long now.' Emma said, hoping to help maintain Lucas' calm nature. Lucas smirked and laughed a little, it was nice seeing him happy for once.

'LUCAS!' Roared a voice from upstairs, both kids jumped up and raised their wands as fast as they could, Alistair, Lucas' father was at the top of the stairs. His eyes were red and puffy making it clear he had been crying.

'You FOUL child!' He yelled, stumbling slowly down the steps grabbing the bannister to support himself as he went. 'What have you done?' His voice came as a low grumble like thunder, 'What have you DONE!' he spat, now halfway down the stairs.

The pair stood silent, unsure of what to do or say. They watched as Alistair wiped his eyes and then his nose with the sleeve of his shirt. His wand was pointed threateningly, moving constantly between Emma and Lucas. As Alistair reached the bottom of the stairs his knees seemed to buckle, and he fell to the floor, he maintained the threatening wand position as he let out a yell.

'I am going to KILL you! You EVIL child!' Alistair shouted beginning to well up. Tears streamed down his face as he pulled himself to his feet using the banister of the staircase.

'Sir, please.' Emma started hoping beyond all hope that Alistair could be reasoned with.

'Everte Statum!' Alistair went red in the face from screaming the spell, which hit Emma square in the chest flinging her backwards, causing her to hit the wall with a harsh thud and winding her. After hitting the wall, she slid to the floor and stayed there trying to catch her breath.

'Dad! Stop it!' Lucas yelled, a harsher approach than Emma had tried but she was too out of breath to suggest not aggravating him.

'How could you Lucas? Your own mother?' a fresh wave of tears leaked out of Alistair's eyes, but he quickly wiped them away 'You were a good kid before you met that bitch.' Alistair said gesturing to Emma as he spoke.

'I wasn't a good kid!' Lucas practically screamed 'I was complicit!' Lucas looked over to Emma who was pulling herself to her feet still trying to catch her breath. 'Emma helped me realise that.'

'What exactly did she do?' Alistair asked in a disgruntled tone

'I thought she was a muggle born, that's what Agatha told me. She THOUGHT she was a muggle born, but she didn't treat people differently, she was kind and nice, pure blood or not! Why can't we be like that?' the amount of desperation in his voice was enough to make a grown man cry, but not Alistair he simply gritted his teeth and looked angrier that Emma had ever seen a person look in her life.

'We can't be like that,' Alistair started sounding just as angry as he looked 'because we are pure bloods. We. Are. Better.' Lucas look as though he might cry, he didn't raise his wand, but Emma could tell he wanted to.

Taking the moment of silence and using it to her advantage Emma pointed her wand at Alistair

'Confringo' Flames burst onto Alistair's arm, he frantically waved his arm trying to put it out as Emma made her way across the foyer to Lucas.

'You okay?' She asked quickly

'Yeah, no, don't worry about it.' Lucas tripped over his words still thinking about what his father had said.

'Bombarda maxima!' Alistair yelled frantically pointing his wand at the two kids.

'Duck!' Lucas shouted, pushing Emma to the ground. The spell blasted past them and hit the door but the rubble bursting out hit Lucas and he fell sprawled out on the floor, a few small pieces hit Emma, but she had braced herself.

With the door, and some surrounding building gone five Wizards rushed through the gaping hole. A short fat man called out a spell that chained up Alistair, one detained Emma, one picked up Lucas and walked him out of the door, body still limp, and the other two ran off, wands at the ready and searched the house.

Emma was escorted to another location where she was questioned for about twenty minutes, they gave her truth serum as to waist no time. After she was done with questioning Emma was allowed to visit Lucas, he was sitting in a hospital bed, tucked in tight. If it wasn't for the small gashes on his face he would have looked peaceful.

'Its okay Lucas, we're safe. We won. You just need to wake up.' Emma whispered, placing her hand gently on the back of Lucas' hand.

Emma waited in silence for half an hour before a tall thin woman with a long pointy nose and a tight blue dress came and told her Alistair and Andrew were to be taken to court and charged for their crimes. She told Emma about a prison called Azkaban where their fathers would most likely be sent.

'What about Agatha?' Emma asked the tall thin woman

'Who?' her shrill voice was piercing

'The five people were our parents and Agatha Delacour.' Emma explained

'I'm afraid the only people we found in the house were your parents, but I'll be sure to put a notice out about Miss Delacour.' The woman said as she wrote something down and left the room.

When Lucas' eyes finally fluttered open Emma smiled and laughed slightly from relief.

'Hi there, nice of you to join us.' Emma smirked holding back tears of joy.

'You know me, always fashionably late.' Lucas forced a small smile to pass over his face before sitting up in the bed with only a few grunts of mild pain. Emma told him everything that had happened since they had left the house.

'What about Agatha?' Lucas asked, concerned.

'They didn't find her.' Emma admitted, Lucas looked scared. 'But, hey. We did it. Were out of the shit for good.' Lucas smiled but it was obvious he didn't really believe her.

Almost immediately after, George and Fred showed up with a woman Emma assumed to be his mother and two younger ginger kids that Emma vaguely recognised from a photo George had showed her.

'George!' Emma called out with excitement when she saw him, she ran to him and pulled him into a big hug.

'Good to see you too.' Fred said smirking.

'Hi Fred.' Emma laughed.

Emma explained to them what had happened starting from when she was sent into the woods with Lucas and ending with their entrance. They all remained silent, in awe of the story, with Mrs. Weasley telling the younger kids to cover their ears when she got to more scary parts of the story.

'Where are you going to go now?' George asked

'I don't know, I suppose I might have to go to a foster home. Both my parents are only children and none of my grandparents are alive anymore.' Emma said thinking as she went along about where she might end up.

'Well that won't do.' Mrs. Weasley said abruptly 'You should come and stay with us until we can find you a relative to stay with. And if we can't? I'm sure we can find room for you at our house for an extended stay.' She said with a kind smile

'Are you sure?' Emma asked astonished

'Of course, dear.' She insisted

Lucas sat in the background twiddling his thumbs trying not to draw too much attention to himself, Emma went over to the side of his bed.

'Whats going to happen to you?' Emma asked as politely as she could

'Ive got family I can stay with, ill be fine. What about you?'

Emma looked back at the family of gingers behind her, Mrs. Weasley was wiping the youngest girls face with her thumb, while the youngest boy refused some dodgy looking sweets being offered to him from Fred while George stifled a laugh.

'I'll be just fine.' She smiled.

Hey guys! Thanks for reading I hope you've enjoyed my story! Please leave a review with your thoughts on the chapter and over all story. Would you guys want me to do an epilogue or perhaps another story set a few years in the future? Let me know! Thank you so much for reading, I hope you will join me again when I write another story, whether it's in the wizarding world or not 😊 until next time x