"Mommy! Mommy! Something weird happened at school today!" Dora burst through the doors and ran up the stairs to her mother whom was sitting at the table.

"What is it honey?" Her mother looked up at her.

"Well I was really mad at this kid 'cause he stool the last crayon and I wanted it, and it made me really really mad. But them out of no where he disappeared! It was like magic! Everyone at the table was scared but I thought it was funny 'cause I was mad at him." Dora smiled at her mommy. "But will the boy be okay mommy?"

"Oh he'll be fine, thing like that happen a lot with muggle-borns." Victoire caught herself she expected the next question.

"What's a muggle?" Victoire couldn't put of this day any longer, Dora needed to know sooner or later.

"Honey there's something I need to tell you." She held her breathe "You see we're witches."

"Witches?"

"Yes, we can do magic and fly on brooms and all sorts of stuff. You're family can do it to."

"My family, like my grandpa and grandma, and my aunts and uncles and cousins and my daddy?" Victoire flinched at the last word.

"Can I meet them pretty pretty please mommy?" Dora looked up at her mom with a gleam in her eyes. "I wanna learn magic with my family!"

"I don't know honey, I haven't seen them for 6 years."

"Please"

"I do-"

"Mommy I want to meet my family." Tears filled Dora's eyes, she stared up at Victoire

Victoire truly thought it was time to pay her dear old family a visit, but couldn't let that show in her face, her daughter, though only six could feel weekness and make it work for her. it had been 6 years since she ran away, and would they welcome her. "I'll try honey, but you have to promise not to tell anyone about us being witches, okay?"

"Okay mommy." Dora smiled at her mother.

That evening Dora asked her mom endless question about being a witch, her family, and magic. Her mother answered most of them but couldn't speak every time it was about Dora's father, that night was still stuck in her head, Teddy's voice played in her head.

"Victoire, I don't think we should see each other."

"But Teddy, why?"

"You're too young for me, Toire it's for the best."

After Dora went to bed, Victoire picked up the phone, the only person she had actually kept in contact with was James. He was her favourite cousin, he understood why she ran away, and she knew he wouldn't tell a soul where she went. She dialled his phone number.

"Hi, James?"

"No, it's Al."

"Oh could you get James for me?"

"Sure may I ask who is calling?"

"Uhh, I'm an old friend."

"Oh really, who? I am his brother so I should now you."

Victoire hesitated; Al hadn't changed from his stubborn need-to-know ways.

"Al who's on the phone! Give it to me! Hello?"

James!"

"Vi- hey how's life?"

Victoire realised that Al was still in the room.

"Can we talk, alone?"

"Sure" She heard the sound of footsteps; James must have gone into the other room. As Al new how to block the muffling spell.

"What's up V?

"I think it's time Dora met her family"

"V that's great news! When are you coming?"

"As soon as we can, she doesn't need muggle school, she's so lonely there, and she wants to meet her family so bad."

"Does Teddy know yet?"

"No, and James I swear if you tell him, I know so many hexes so help me-"

"Okay okay, lips are sealed. When do you want to come?"

"Is tomorrow okay?"

"Tomorrow, well I'll have to clean up the guest rooms, but sure, can I tell the family?"

"No I want it to be a surprise."

"Okay see you tomorrow, what time?"

"Well it's not like you need a lot of time to pack up when you're a witch, A simple Cleareno spell should do it, so how about lunch time?"

"Sounds good, I can't wait to finally meet Dora."

"Bye James."

"Bye Victoire."

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