Chloe Roberts stared absently out of the window of her bedroom in her flat, down at the streets of London below. Anger and worry clouded her mind, and she could think of nothing but the events that had occurred hours earlier. Sirius Black, her boyfriend, and possible fiance had disappeared into the night without an explanation or a word of where he what he was doing or where he was going. Annoyed, and worried, Chloe had contacted his three best friends, and none had written back, and she assumed they were with him.

It was finally December twenty-fourth, and Christmas had arrived. Sirius had decorated the house top to bottom with decorations, red, green, and gold was sprinkled every where, the tree glowing with white decorations and a singing Angel. There was mistletoe hung every where, and he had decked the fireplace out with the three largest stockings he could find, all reading their names. The presents had all been wrapped in colour paper, and they all sat under the tree waiting to be opened the next morning.

Chloe's birthday was a small get-together at the Leaky Cauldron, and Chloe enjoyed seeing all her friends again, but she couldn't wait for New Year's. James and Lily returned New Year's Eve, stopping and Chloe and Sirius's flat to tell them it had been a dead end, just as Moody had expected. Preperations had been made that everyone would meet later at Moody's home for the party. It would be the first Order party that everyone would be able to attend, and Chloe was excited and nervous. It would be like Christmas all over again except she didn't have to play hostess.

“And Dumbledore has sent him back!” Chloe said shrilly. Her heart was beating fast, and fear bubbled in her chest. Remus was going back, and she knew he would be killed. There was no way that Voldemort didn’t know about his part with the Order.

“What?” Lily looked concerned now. “What are you talking about Chloe? Remus hasn’t been sent back – I would know. Dumbledore would never send Remus back after he left the way he did. The other werewolves know he’s not on Voldemort’s side; they know how much Remus hates Greyback.”

“James!” Lily shrieked. Chloe spun around, and saw that James had collapsed on the floor, much of his robes drenched in blood.

“Get towels, get my emergency kit!” Chloe shouted next. She handed Ryan to Sirius, who took him without question. His eyes were wide, and he followed Chloe over to James. Lily sat on the floor next to him, tearing his robes away in search of where the blood was coming from. Remus had run off to get the things Chloe asked for and she saw that he was limping. But she would have to deal with that later.

“Hello Mrs. Weasley, I’m Healer Roberts. I’ll be caring for your son tonight. Do you mind telling me what happened?” Chloe extended her hand to the woman.

Mrs. Weasley took it, shaking it briefly before going to her son’s side. Chloe followed and began a quick check up. “It was an accident really, Arthur – my husband – he had put his wand down because the twins were fighting and Charlie grabbed his wand-”

“Charlie?” Chloe interrupted without meaning too.