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Jane struggled not to cheer with the other Slytherins, as Professor Umbridge was made headmistress. As far as she was concerned, it made her job so much more easier, when it came to vanishing after the exams. However Jane found, that security got even tighter as the exams went on, as thanks to the Weasley twins, curfews were lower and Filch seemed to be everywhere. So far, Jane had got away with not telling Professor Snape, that she was expecting, but it was one night after the end of her NEWTs, Jane was packed, and ready to go. She left Sasha, sleeping, and crept into the common room, then into the dungeons. She managed to get up the stairs and into the entrance hall, her hood was over her face, she got to the double doors, when she felt something blunt, poke her in the back.
"What have we here? Reveal yourself!"
To make things worse, it was actually Professor Umbridge. Jane lowered her hood, and turned to her, keeping her robes over herself, so that she wouldn't notice any difference. The headmistress lowered her wand, she meant Jane no harm, as she had been very fond of her.
"Mrs. Flint? What do you mean by sneaking out of the castle so late?" she asked.
"My husband, he wants me home. Professor, please, my exams are over, there is little point to be being here," replied Jane.
"I can't let you go, it isn't fair on the other seventh years," added Professor Umbridge.
"With all due respect, they don't have husbands to get back to. All you have to do is turn around and look up the stairs," said Jane pointing.
Professor Umbridge, fell for Jane's trick. She turned back to the door and ran into the grounds, still able to hear a shrieking protest. Jane ran, and ran, she got to the gates, then remembered her only way out, and silently thanked Harry Potter.
"Accio Nimbus 2001!" she cried.
Jane hid behind Hagrid's hut, knowing it would be the last place that they would check. However, Hagrid came out of his hut, and Jane could hear her name being called, getting closer. She dived into the hut and gave Hagrid quite a start.
"Whoa! Wha' you doing in 'ere? You should be..." he began.
Jane, slowly let go of park of her cloak. Hagrid looked at her, then back outside as, Professor Umbridge's voice got louder and louder.
"Please Professor Hagrid, I have to get out of here, I completed my education. I believe Professor Dumbledore, and that's why I'm leaving. I'm going to my husband and we're leaving the country, I don't want them to come after us," whispered Jane.
"Oh Gawd help me! I'll lead 'em away...as soon as they're gone, go!" ordered Hagrid.
He picked up his lantern, and started shouting to the search party. Jane could just about make out, that he was leading them to the forest. When her chance came, Jane went once again for the gates, with her broom, finally safely in her hand, she was about to set off, when Professor Snape, grabbed the end of the broom and she turned to him.
"Sir let go!" she ordered.
"What the hell are you playing at?" he asked.
"Getting out of here and out of the way, with Marcus, not let go, my new life is waiting," replied Jane.
"What are you talking about?" asked Professor Snape.
"Lucius has set me free, he's paid for us to run away," replied Jane.
"You pair of cowards!" shouted Professor Snape.
"Oh really?" asked Jane angrily.
She dismounted the broom, and again let go of her cloak. Professor Snape looked shocked, she had kept it so well hidden, he had no idea and he usually picked up on it, however he couldn't be sure that it wasn't a trick. He held out his hand.
"May I?" he asked.
Jane nodded, however her teacher was not who, she had wanted to feel her baby kick first. Professor Snape felt it and let go, he looked around.
"Alright, go!" he ordered.
"Professor, I didn't mean to lie to you," began Jane.
"You don't have time for this," began Professor Snape.
"I do. I'm sorry I lied to you, but it wouldn't have worked if everybody knew. I'm sorry to ask you, keep an eye on the Malfoys for me, don't let anything happen to them," said Jane.
"I'll do what I can, but if you're leaving, now is the best time," he said.
"Alright, tell Sasha...goodbye and that I tell her to follow her heart," she said.
"Follow her heart?" asked Professor Snape.
"A private joke, she'll understand," replied Jane.
"I'm glad someone understood you," said Snape.
Jane shot him one last, in the dark smile, before she flew out of Hogwarts and into Hogsmade, towards the Hog's Head, were Marcus sat, hooded, just like she was. He saw the broom and walked over to her, and looked into her face, so that she knew it was him.
"What kept you?" he asked.
"What didn't? Have you got everything?" asked Jane.
"The huge withdrawal, I tell you, those goblins looked rather unhappy about it," replied Marcus.
"Never mind, listen I got caught by Professor Snape and Hagrid, I had to hide in his hut as that mad woman came after me, he led them away as I said I believed Dumbledore," said Jane.
"Well it isn't like they're going to tell you-know-who is it? Professor Snape owes you loyalty...or Sasha would never forgive him," said Marcus.
"You think? I never wanted him to know, but he called me a coward until I did," she said.
"Never mind him now, we're on our way, nowhere too obvious, all wizards retire to Spain, Barbados, the odd mad Ibiza..." began Marcus.
"Wales," said Jane.
"Wales? Are you crazy?" he asked.
"Nowhere too obvious. We'll be harder to find, in the country, under his nose than we will abroad. Find a house, chuck the muggles out, get it protected and don't move unless we have to, and I'm sorry dear, we need a new name," replied Jane.
"One thing at a time, Wales...I hate the Welsh, they scare me, why not Ireland?" asked Marcus.
"Do you want to live as a Roman Catholic?" asked Jane.
Marcus looked horrified at the thought, a Catholic was almost as insulting as a Mudblood or a Squib. Therefore it was decided, that they would live in Wales, modify the memory of a family of muggles and take their house and hide it from the world, until the danger of Voldemort passed, or some how they were found.
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A little cottage by a stream, trees and wildlife, was home to a very private family, the locals knew as the 'Isaac' family. They were a young couple with two young children, that nobody knew the names of, but occasionally saw, early morning or late at night, being pushed in prams by the couple, who only called themselves Mr. and Mrs. Isaac, causing most locals to believe that they didn't speak English and that they were Jewish. However, behind closed doors, it was a different story. Mr. and Mrs. Isaac, were a perfectly, plain English speaking couple, with no religion what so ever, however they did dress, what the locals would have called oddly, if they ever saw it.
"Marcus! Can you change Jasmine? I'm just going to take Stephan up!"
"I'm on it Jane...where's my? Thank you, young lady, that's mine...give it me, you cheeky...thank you, that's better!"
A lot had changed for Jane and Marcus, over the last two years. They now had two children, the first born was Stephan Lucius Flint and the latest addition to the family, was Jasmine Sasha Flint. Outings for the two children were starting to become, less and less. The pair knew that Voldemort had full control of the goverment and to be caught, would be a waste of effort and Lucius' money. Although it had been a joint idea, for Stephan to have Lucius as a middle name, Jane wished that Marcus wouldn't use it. Everytime he did, she had the over-welming urge, to go back and find out how he was, but they had been told no. Finally both children were asleep, not for long in Jasmine's case, as she was so young, but just long enough for the parents to talk.
"My turn to go shopping tomorrow. We need food, they need food, we're out of tea and coffee, almost done on toothpaste," began Jane.
"I need some spray," added Marcus.
"Your spray, my spray, the usual baby survival kit..." added Jane.
"I'll look after the kids, give you some peace," said Marcus.
Peace was the last thing any of them where likely to get. They had been checking their backs, every time they went out, left the house for anything, they felt eyes upon them. However Jane agreed, as Marcus was only trying to help, and if she was honest she could do with one baby free hour, just for a change, although she had nothing better to do.
So the next day, Jane went to the nearest shop, to get what the family needed, only to hear the shop keeper, who seemed to be looking a a piece of paper.
"Fantastic technology..."
"Answer the question,"
"Alright,"
"You are trying my patience,"
"Gi'me chance boyo! I seen her! She's Mrs. Isaac...there she is!"
Jane only needed to look once, to run away again, as dark figures chased after her. Jane knew that they had been found, or rather she had been found. Jane could get away quick enough, death-eaters couldn't care less, about using magic in-front of muggles, and stunned her, kidnapped her, and put her in the care of two very familiar faces. Jane stirred, and looked up, Lucius and Narcissa looked at her, through tired eyes, and she shot up, and looked around. They had taken her to Malfoy Manor, she was back home, she was with Lucius, her father figure, but without her family she felt empty.
"Lucius, Narcissa...I tried to run, I tried...my family..." began Jane.
"What were you doing in Wales?" asked Narcissa.
"That's where we..." began Jane.
"You are joking! All this time in Wales? It's a wonder you lasted this long, at least they haven't found Marcus and your child," said Lucius.
"Children," corrected Jane.
"What?" asked Lucius.
"I have two children. One of each. I had a boy the first time, a girl just six months ago," replied Jane.
Before Jane could say anything else, the death-eaters who found her, removed her from the Malfoys, and to what Jane knew was the dining room.
"Where is Marcus and your children?"
It was a voice that came from the back of a chair, on the other side of the room. Jane narrowed her eyes, before making a response.
"I can't tell you," she replied.
"Mrs. Flint, you're not making things any better," he said.
"I can't tell you, because it has been charmed so. My husband is the secret keeper, you captured the wrong one, to get your hands on my family," she added.
Finally, Voldemort got up, and walked over to Jane, wand out before him. Jane smirked at him and folded her arms, she refused to be afraid of him.
"Do you not fear me?" he asked.
"Let me tell you a secret, I didn't so much as 'sir' Dumbledore as a Hogwarts pupil, just as you won't be receiving your title either, because you expect it, as did he, and expect doesn't get with me. You see you can kill me, because that way, my family will always be safe, because you'll never find them," replied Jane.
"I see, well you are an interesting case, I was warned as such by many, even your guardian, Lucius did say, you had your own ideas of who got your respect, and who did not. I can no more kill you, than I can your family and unfortunatley that included them in the sitting room," said Voldemort.
"Why not?" asked Jane.
"A Slytherin from a care home, who can't remember her real parents and far from understood by many. Tell me how you came to learn to love and I did not?" he asked.
"Because I had my fun at the carehome, then I learned to let people in, not many, but I learned. Then came respect, then came trust, before I knew it, I couldn't imagine my life without people. That's why I got married, that's why I ran away, that's why now, I have my own family and this time, those two, will know at least one parent," replied Jane.
"Is that all? You just got on with it?" asked Voldemort.
"What else was there? Hate the world for my circumstances? How could I when everything started to look up for me? A guardian, a big house, a friend, a team, a boyfriend and so on. I didn't know parental love, but I'm happy," replied Jane.
"What was so bad about joining me?" asked Voldemort.
"What was so right? My family, put you, before me and eneded up dead. Luckily to begin with, I put my family first, rather than you, because I'm not Jane Gibbs anymore, I'm Jane Flint, a wife and a mother, first and last before anyone's servent," replied Jane.
"I can't punish you for anything, family, pure-blooded...I suppose you'll want to know about your friends the Snape family? The Professor has been promoted, Dumbledore is dead and for some reason Sasha, has taken to dressing a lot like her father," added Voldemort.
"Can I see her?" asked Jane.
"Be my guest, she's still at Hogwarts," replied Voldemort.
Jane travelled as fast as she could, she ran into the gates of Hogwarts, and into the Entrance Hall, stopped by Filch, only for her to glare at him.
"Take me to the headmaster! Go on," she snarled.
Jane knew her own way, but Professor Snape saw them first and dismissed Filch irritably with his hand, before he beckoned her to follow him, back down to the dungeon and deeper into it than she had ever been.
"Thank Merlin, I thought you'd never return, she won't tell me why she is like this, but it is getting on in years, and I'm concerned," he said.
He knocked on a door, then swiftly left. Jane waited for an answer, before she too knocked, but loudly on the door until, a voice answered.
"Who is it?"
Jane rolled her eyes, and made her tone impatient.
"The owl, Daily Prophet, five knuts please," she replied.
Sasha nearly ripped the door off it's hinges, and hugged her long lost friend. Jane was allowed into the dark room, a bed and books, was basically all that was there.
"You want to tell me, why you're even dressing like your father?" asked Jane.
"He was killed...Sirius is dead," replied Sasha, tearfully.
"How? Moody or someone?" asked Jane.
"Not long after, you left...department of...at the ministry, he fell through a veil...and never came back again," replied Sasha.
"Did you, ever get together?" asked Jane.
"We did...arrange a date for summer, but he, we didn't get that far. Anyway, what are you doing back?" asked Sasha.
"I got caught, Marcus is still where I left him," replied Jane.
"Oh no! They'll follow you too...what did you have?" asked Sasha.
"First, a boy," replied Jane.
"First? There's more?" asked Sasha.
"My daughter, six month old Jasmine Sasha Flint and my son, Stephan Lucius Flint," replied Jane.
"You named her after me?" asked Sasha.
"Oh yes," replied Jane.
"Couple of years away and you're still a total head-case...that needs to get back to her family," added Sasha.
"No! I go back and...I don't trust that man. I've been away too long, I should go back to Lucius, I owe him for the last two years," corrected Jane.
"Be careful, that's very close..." began Sasha.
"So is Wales, added Jane.
