Twenty-two-year-old Ella Perktree slept soundly in bed, when she was awaken by the sound of the front door closing. Quietly, she fumbled around in the dark for her wand and finally grabbed it from underneath her bed. She crawled out of bed and held her wand in front of her.

"Lumos." The tip of Ella's wand began to glow, giving Ella enough light to make her way out of the room and into the hallway.

Ella went to the top of the stairs, and saw her father, Edward Perktree, and her mother, Sarah Perktree, standing in the living room. She could tell, even from a good distance, that her father was upset by something. Ella, loved her parents dearly, which is why she had chosen to stay with them until she could afford to buy her own place. Working late hours at Honeydukes was simply not enough for a decent flat.

"Darling, what is it?" Mrs. Perktree asked.

"Have you not heard? Archibald Scabior has escaped from Azkaban, he is roaming the streets as we speak! Everyone in the Ministry, including myself, is being blamed for this catastrophe!" Mr. Perktree slammed his fist on a nearby table, startling Ella slightly.

"Why on Earth would the Ministry be blamed?"

Mr. Perktree sat in a chair and buried his face in his hand. "Oh darling, I don't know. We've been blamed for many escapes, from Black to Lestrange. I just can't help but think that Scabior could be it. This escape could ruin the Ministry."

"Edward, I will not have you talk like this." Mrs. Perktree kneeled in front of the chair. "Nothing shall happen to the Ministry. Now, are Aurors looking for him?"

Mr. Perktree nodded. "And Hit Wizards, as well."

"Then there is no cause for concern. Now, let's get you upstairs."

Mrs. Perktree helped Mr. Perktree to his feet, and Ella ran back to her room before she was noticed. She crawled into bed and closed her eyes, just as her parents walked by the room.

"Sarah, if the Ministry is ruined, then I don't know what I'll do. I will have no job." Mr. Perktree whispered.

"Don't think like that. Let's go to bed, and you'll feel better in the morning." Mrs. Perktree continued to lead her husband to their room.

"Don't worry, Dad. Nothing is going to happen. I promise." Ella closed her eyes to sleep, determined to start her own search for the escaped Snatcher in the morning.