Hi guys! Nymphie here – I'm back with some exciting news.

So over the last few months, I've had time to think and have decided that I don't really know where I'm going with the Escapades series. I have no coherent direction and I feel as if the story that is currently being written doesn't do justice to the characters I have created and my original vision for the story. Therefore, Skeletons has now been discontinued.

BUT DO NOT DESPAIR for Teddy, Ella, Alfie, Victoire, Riley, Daisy Shipkins, the Goshawk twins, Terence etc. etc. aren't going anywhere. In fact, they're all coming back in a brand new story, entitled The Lost Children that begins in Teddy's fifth year. I'm massively excited about it – I've written the first five chapters already and am working on the sixth (along with bri-anna, my lovely beta reader!). It revolves about our trio's lives at Hogwarts as they navigate friendship, growing up and an emerging dark force in the wizarding world that is moving into the public sphere after the highly-publicised kidnapping of a muggleborn. It's independent of Escapades and follows a different plotline – you do not need to have read the Escapades series to have read it!

If you have any questions about unresolved plots in Skeletons, please feel free to message me here, or on my tumblr, sincerelynymph, and I will do my best to answer them – provided, of course, that the plot hasn't been transferred to The Lost Children.

The prologue of The Lost Children will be up THIS SUNDAY, the 12th of June, at 8PM GMT. Until then, here are extracts from the first couple of chapters to tide you over:

Extract #1:

"Mm, I hope so," Daisy said, although she looked as if she couldn't care less. "At least there's a possibility of a happy ending there. There's none for me, you know. I tried to get my mum to write to McGonagall like she did when that slag Bella Watson got Prefect over my sister, but she refuses to because apparently it'll be of no avail. God knows why she chose Matilda! Matilda Goshawk, of all people." She sniffed, and Teddy rolled his eyes- how was it even possible to be so self-centred? "It's probably just because she's a Goshawk, you know. Her good-for-nothing twin's a Prefect too."

"Oh, Michael's a Prefect?" Teddy said, interested. "I didn't know that." Michael Goshawk was Matilda's Slytherin brother—he and Teddy were fairly good friends, although Michael preferred to hang around with Terence Gates. And Terence Gates and Teddy were most certainly not good friends—they were whatever the opposite of good friends were.

But more on that later.

"Yes, he is. I suppose it's to be expected, I mean, he's the only Slytherin who most people actually know- except Wallace Stimpson, of course, but that's only because he snogged Becca Dillion while he was still dating Morna Clemmons. The nerve, can you believe? Morna's so cute, why a boy would cheat on her, I don't understand. But anyway, back to the point."

Teddy was tempted to ask whether Daisy even had a point.

"Matilda," she said again. "Matilda bloody Goshawk, a bloody Prefect. God, I hate that girl."

"I thought you and Matilda were friends, though," Alfie said, puzzled. "I don't understand why you're so angry."

"Friends?"

"Yes, friends."

"Why would we be friends?"

"You share a dormitory," Teddy pointed out. "You've hung out together since first year, you sit together in classes and at lunch, you've visited each other during the holidays, she helped you when you almost failed Astronomy-"

"- We don't speak of that."

"Sorry. But that's not the point."

"What's the point?" Daisy asked innocently.

Teddy sighed dramatically. "The point, Daisy, is that you and Matilda are friends, and friends are happy for one another."

At this, Daisy gave a furious snort. "Ha! If we were friends, she'd have known how much I wanted to be a Prefect, and she'd have given it up. Fancy her telling me that I should be happy for her. As if."

She downed the last of her water, and declared, "I'm going to get some more. Just thinking about it makes me mad."

As she stormed away, the trio watched her wordlessly.

"You know," Teddy said, dryly. "For someone who claims to be popular, Daisy certainly has some funny ideas about friendship."

The other two nodded in silent agreement.

Extract #2:

There was a low light emanating from the drawing room, and as Victoire descended the first few steps, she heard voices, and froze.

"... but surely zis ees normal- zey are, after all, ze Ministry of Magic."

Victoire rolled her eyes; this was, unmistakably, her mother.

"Oui, but ze letters zey have received over ze last few days are different… zey think zey have something to do with her."

This, Victoire recognised as being her Aunt Gabrielle. Her heart lifted- she had thought she would only see her briefly the next morning before they left - and she began to descend again, but froze when the adults - consisting of her mother, her father and her aunt - came into view.

There was something about the way they were positioned - close together, forming a tight circle- the way they were speaking in hushed tones that told Victoire that she should not be listening- not that it truly mattered to her. She tip-toed back up to the landing and pressed herself against the wall, allowing the darkness to envelope her as she listened.

"...these threats, you say they mention the girl specifically?" Bill Weasley asked.

What girl? Victoire thought.

"I do not know for sure- ze British Ministry are being very… what ees the word...secretive about ze whole thing. It ees clear that they do not want this getting out. But I have my contacts in your Ministry, and zey tell me zat these letters… they mention things zat could only be about ze girl."

"And there's no way to trace the letters?"

"None. Ze Aurors have tried."

There was silence for a few moments; Victoire attempted to use it to make sense of what was going on, but could not- what girl? Why were the Aurors involved with this girl? What was going on in Britain that the adults clearly knew about? She felt a stab of betrayal- she expected such withholding of information from her parents, of course, but her aunt? Never.

Gabrielle Delacour was one of the rare adults who hadn't forgotten what it was like to be a child. Victoire had always felt like she could trust her aunt. She could tell Gabrielle anything, and although she may be disapproving, she would never tell anyone else. She was always so completely honest with Victoire- she never treated her like a child, incapable of understanding the complexity and the dynamics of the world, even if Victoire hadn't been able to understand.

It didn't feel good to know that perhaps she hadn't shared absolutely everything with her.

Victoire's mother broke the silence (and Victoire's train of thought): "Surely, ze Aurors have some ideas about where zis girl ees. After all, zey are ze best of ze best."

"Zere's no trace of her. Zey still don't have anything and zat's just the problem- a person, they cannot just disappear."

Bill cleared his throat. "It's not possible that...well … that she's- "

"I hope not."

Fleur again: "Do zey at least have some sort of idea about why ze girl was taken?"

Silence. "Zey do, but no one wants to believe it."

Hope you enjoyed those little snippets! See you on Sunday the 12th, at 8PM GMT (: